I like movies (which is nothing particularly revelatory, but it does establish a little context for this post). Ticket prices being what they are, there’s not a lot of chance for me to see many movies in the theater, so it’s telling that I saw Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2 twice. I like this movie, for the soundtrack, the characters, the humor, and the story. Continue reading
It’s good to have skills outside of writing to draw on. I looked down on such knowledge when I was first becoming a writer. “I am creative!” I thought. “All I need is sufficient imagination and skill at writing to be able to portray whatever I wish!”
Yeah. We all go through it. Doesn’t make it any less embarrassing. Continue reading
Subtitle: I have a schedule now that only Google is capable of remembering and somehow I still expected myself to keep writing at the same pace as when I had almost nothing else to do.
This was mostly just a post about my frustration with myself. Or it was, until I remembered the fact that this struggle is hardly unique to me, so now it’s kind of an attempt at commiseration. Because all writers go through this. Continue reading
I babysit a lot, which means I get to meet a lot of kids. Since I love stories, one thing that generally comes out sooner or later is me telling them a story, either to be acted out as we go or to be listened to in bed. Stories are good because they’re still engaged but they’re sitting down and I won’t have to chase them. And because there are stories involved, there are at least a few lessons to be learned. Continue reading
I write plenty of words but I’m having trouble writing anything useful. Which at first sounds like the opposite of writer’s block, but it’s really just writer’s block coupled with an inability to sit still mentally. So I’m going to take a breath and find some new strategies to deal with this particular form of that cursed mental virus (since my usual strategy of “just write and it’ll work eventually” is already not working). Continue reading