Strangest Things #4
30 May 2012 Leave a Comment
in Uncategorized Tags: creative, fiction, flash, life, microfiction, strangest things
I aim to crash. I aim to burn.
Whose idea was it to live as long as you can, even if that means trudging through meaningless days of a job you hate, or even one you like that’s not ever going to make you happy?
The other side answers, “Who said being happy was an option?”
And this, this little harmless question, makes you wonder if happiness is really something that exists.
Maybe it doesn’t. So I race toward those sparkling, disappearing moments where happiness doesn’t even matter.
Stubborn
23 May 2012 3 Comments
I’ve been waiting for this bus in the rain for what feels like hours, getting more and more soaked by the second. I’m sure the bus will come any minute – so I just keep standing there.
…Too Literal?
15 May 2012 Leave a Comment
in Uncategorized Tags: creative, fiction, flash, humor, microfiction, writing
Mug in hand, she settled on the floor, crossing her legs. “What?” She shrugged. “It’s ground coffee.”
Estimated Total…
12 May 2012 2 Comments
I wrote five pages at one point last week, which was great.
That’s basically all I’ve written for at least two months. Probably much longer. Like six months.
I don’t really know why, other than the lack of a good workspace. And time. I only ever get writing done if I have a big chunk of time open in my schedule. Would you like to know how often that happens? Well, I’ll let you know if it ever does.
I think this puts me in the category of one of at least thousands of people with talent who will never get anywhere because I never do the necessary work. That just SUCKS. Someone tell me to write.
I keep thinking, once I’m really settled in to my new job, when I get my room organized… and of course, they’re all just reasons to procrastinate.
How do you get yourself to write, other than just sitting down and doing it? (Do NOT say set aside a time to write every day. My schedule really doesn’t allow that.) I really would like a suggestion. I need to get back into practice because I think I’m starting to lose my ability to write well.
Three-Fingered Jack
02 May 2012 Leave a Comment
in Flash fiction, Microfiction Tags: creative, fiction, five second, microfiction, writing
As far as we could tell, he had all of his fingers.
Thanks, Mayans…
21 Apr 2012 2 Comments
in about writing, blog Tags: deadlines, fiction, procrastination, publishing, writing
Life is a strange, quickly-moving thing. Insert Ferris Bueller’s Day Off quote here…
As a result, writing is not getting done. And I’m not too happy about it.
I’m excellent at making plans for writing, and these plans tend to be reasonable and would result in productivity and timely creation of projects. If I could ever get myself to stick to these plans.
My problem is the lack of a deadline. I need real deadlines set by someone other than myself in order to really get to work. I could impose a deadline on myself, it’s true, but I’ve tried, and it doesn’t work. I know why – it’s because the only consequence of not getting my writing done by the date I set is not getting published … which, somehow, is just not enough of an incentive. Perhaps because there’s no guarantee that I will ever get my work published – outside of self-publishing, that is.
This mostly just adds to my original point. I wanted to self-publish a novel this year, and I have yet to do the necessary research on self-publishing to know what the steps are after the straightforward part – the writing. (That’s a joke, by the way.) I have barely done any work on the project I plan to publish, and at this rate it doesn’t even seem likely that I’ll be done with the first draft by the end of this year.
And since the world is ending this year, I guess that means I just won’t ever be published… thanks, Mayans. You have just crushed my dreams.
(That was also a joke.)
Another life #23
14 Apr 2012 Leave a Comment
in Flash fiction, Microfiction Tags: another life, fiction, flash, microfiction, writing
The world is a different place in the dark. Touch and distance and closeness, almost seeing, or imagining that you see. Hard to tell if it seems more or less real, in the dark, holding yourself with cold arms to remember where you are. Something sparkles and fades quickly, leaving a near-memory that you keep reaching for, even though you will never grasp it.
Ch-ch-changes
26 Mar 2012 Leave a Comment
in about writing, blog
As I type this (on my old computer), I am setting up my brand new (kind of enormous) laptop. Yes, it is a Toshiba, and it has Windows 7. Yes, I did manage to stay at my projected budget of 400 (not including tax). It’s nice, sometimes to have brand new things… especially when the old ones weren’t really doing so well. Keyboards with sticking m keys are super hard to type on. Go ahead and try it, tell me I’m wrong.
I’m adaptable, so because it was important to me to acquire my new computer today, and no later, I ended up with a very pretty computer that’s a lot bigger than I was thinking. I was trying to go for an extra-portable one, so I could carry it around with me everywhere and work on writing in cafes with free wifi. I can still do that of course, but instead of doing so with a nice compact 11″ screen, I’ll be lugging around a full 15.6 inches. (That’s what she said?) So, not so easy to carry – and possible it doesn’t fit into my bag. I’ll have to check.
On the plus side, it’ll be fantastic for watching movies and it’ll be so easy to read my writing on the screen… I think I’m going to have to start doing visual stuff with this huge screen. Pressure!
And look! I3 processor! Which, from what I’m told, is a good thing.
Biggest downside: my old laptop has recovery discs, to reload the operating system with those “factory settings” everyone keeps talking about, if it starts having problems. Unfortunately, I didn’t get that with the new one. Which means… if it does start having problems I will actually have to send it to a professional to fix.
And really, that sucks.
But new computer! Optimism! Future! And stuff like that! No, really. I’m happy.
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