Snacks for Days
I'm swear I'm only in this writing thing for the snacks sometimes. Cheez-its and Diet Coke? Yes, I do need those things in order to write productively. Does my waistline need them? Not as much. It's a fractured relationship that Cheez-its and I share.
I'm in this weird place where I have a bunch of inspiration winging around my head but none of it is even remotely okay to have anywhere on the work computer, so on slow days like today was I'm sort of stuck just sitting there day dreaming about my new stories and sketching out ideas on post-it notes. I sneak Pinterest, that helps. I mean of course, inspiration hits when I'm not allowed to write it all down. Of course. I do have some notes, but now that I'm faced with freetime I've got all these Cheez-its I have to eat first. It's really a cycle.
But yes, lots of ideas for new shorts. Longish shorts, longer than the smutties first started out, more like 5-10k as opposed to 2k or so. Something I'd feel okay about charging a buck or two for when all is said and done. Now if only I could turn my life into a perma-NaNoWriMo I might actually get some shit done.
I'm also currently surrounded by books, physically, which is both a help and a hindrance to the writing process. I am both inspired and daunted by the works of genius I see before me. Robert Jordan. Lev Grossman. Rainbow Rowell. V.E. Schwab. Zen Cho. You guys. What am I going to do?
I've already almost finished this Diet Coke and that is really depressing, in a number of ways. I drank it much faster than I'm proud of. I haven't written any Writing yet, just this stream-of-consciousness blog post. It's almost 10pm and now I've shot myself through with caffeine. So, wise choices all around.
I'm in this weird place where I have a bunch of inspiration winging around my head but none of it is even remotely okay to have anywhere on the work computer, so on slow days like today was I'm sort of stuck just sitting there day dreaming about my new stories and sketching out ideas on post-it notes. I sneak Pinterest, that helps. I mean of course, inspiration hits when I'm not allowed to write it all down. Of course. I do have some notes, but now that I'm faced with freetime I've got all these Cheez-its I have to eat first. It's really a cycle.
But yes, lots of ideas for new shorts. Longish shorts, longer than the smutties first started out, more like 5-10k as opposed to 2k or so. Something I'd feel okay about charging a buck or two for when all is said and done. Now if only I could turn my life into a perma-NaNoWriMo I might actually get some shit done.
I'm also currently surrounded by books, physically, which is both a help and a hindrance to the writing process. I am both inspired and daunted by the works of genius I see before me. Robert Jordan. Lev Grossman. Rainbow Rowell. V.E. Schwab. Zen Cho. You guys. What am I going to do?
I've already almost finished this Diet Coke and that is really depressing, in a number of ways. I drank it much faster than I'm proud of. I haven't written any Writing yet, just this stream-of-consciousness blog post. It's almost 10pm and now I've shot myself through with caffeine. So, wise choices all around.
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