Random Rants

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Hi! Of course you guys knew that already. So what I did today was write down a lot of things that might or might not be objectively true, but will have to be true if I’m going to write fiction in the midst of distractions. Then I recorded myself reading those things aloud. Then I

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So I posted a comment over at Anarchist Shemale’s blog (well worth reading, by the way), and decided I might as well post it over here too. It’s sort of philosophical: I disagreed with the notion that reason is superior to emotion. Like this: So, just for fun, but not actually kidding overmuch: I’m not

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Yes, I’m working on stuff. Intermittently. Not making much progress. Not writing about that today. Meanwhile, I’m venting here. I keep being told, essentially, that I shouldn’t advocate for the kids. Even if this isn’t explicit (it’s very much not explicit), I have trouble coming up with another interpretation of what gets said to me.

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Indeed. I understand that outlining works for many people. Some call it a crutch; others mumble comments to the effect that planning is not a sin. Perhaps there is merit in here somewhere. For myself, it turns off my brain. There is nothing enjoyable about writing to an outline–yes, I understand an outline contains much

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I know–I should be more specific. Where, exactly, isn’t rationality? Everywhere, I say, and I’ll put money on it too. But okay. I keep doing the same thing; that’s how I know I’m sane. I start these projects, knowing that I don’t have time for them. On the other hand, if I don’t start projects…how

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Falling still farther behind, if the goal is to do 30 stories in 30 days. In fact I think I’ll need tomorrow, too, to finish up the first four. I didn’t even start a new story today or yesterday. Is that so bad? Sort of, yes. I had intended to get a lot more done