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Pursuant to my pep-talk yesterday...
Had crazy editing dreams all night long.
Here's a hilarious thing I wrote a few months ago:
"I tend to feel a little let down at the end of a first draft, because it feels like the whole thing was waaaaay too easy ( Read more... ) -
I know why people give up
I know why people give up. I know why people fear success. I know why people with buckets of talent don't finish stories (or drawings or songs or whatever). I know why people with finished stories (or whatevers) don't submit them to gatekeepers, to critiquers, to audiences, to the scrutiny of the impartial, disinterested, and unsympathetic ( Read more... ) -
dwelling in the bookstore of my mind
It's been a few weeks since sunnydecho and I visited John K. King Books, the "largest used and rare bookstore in Michigan." I mentioned it here, but not in detail, and the trip is... well, not haunting me, but maybe I'm haunting the bookstore a little, in my mind ( Read more... ) -
lives unlived
Having been mildly thwarted in my plan to order up a furnace today--who closes their office at 10 to 4?!--I thought I'd share this brief interlude I had while driving home from the lake this weekend ( Read more... ) -
Taking Competence for Granted
There was a period of time where I felt equally competent in writing and drawing. Back in about the seventh grade. I wrote and drew instinctively--I got completely lost when perspective was explained to me in art class, for example, but I could turn out a credible drawing of any random old thing I set my mind to, and maybe I was even better at ( Read more... ) -
fuel to the fire
I woke up to a huge puddle of water in the kitchen. Dishwasher fail. While mopping that up, the cleaners came in--at 8, about 2.5 hours early. I'd been planning to call to cancel them anyway, between my sore throat keeping me home, and my stepdaughter being home, and my mom being here until her dentist appointment. Too many people to clean ( Read more... ) -
Go home, throat. Go home.
Sore throat, really? Bah. Tomorrow, while not the WORST possible day for a cold, is pretty darn bad, with the house cleaners coming, and the stepdaughter home, and I'm supposed to take my car into the shop and order a birthday cake for my aunt. It'd be $50 to cancel the cleaners, and I've already delayed the car taking in two days because I ( Read more... ) -
a weekend, or something like
But first, the edit letter ( Read more... ) -
Help me name the book!
Let's play a game. Let's call it Title Brainstorming ( Read more... )