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dragonlady7I am bored and boring. I spent the whole day with the word doc of the current bit of novel open, staring past it and thinking of other things. (Constructive achievements for the day: emailed several people (big whoop), burned a CD of Redcoats for my dad (but didn't mail it), and spent far too long on Google looking up the dates when most of the songs originated. (The one I posted earlier dates to approximately 1710.)
Now, post-dinner, Z is taking a nap. I thought, "Good, I'll finally get some work done." Have just spent two hours cleaning lint out of my keyboard and rereading passages of the novel and thinking, "Meh."
Fuck it, I just said, and opened the other novel, the one I'm waiting for this first one to be done so I can go back and edit. This'll cheer me up, I said to myself, opening the Word doc of that one's highly polished first chapter.
And the first sentence is a dud. Passive voice and an unspecified subject. I reworded it, and continued reading. The next paragraph has two entirely extraneous sentences in it, and the dialogue tags are mostly redundant.
Jesus, this thing's a mess. I wrote it and I'm not even interested in reading past the first page. Yes I know the sea-raiders are coming. Do I care? No. It's frontloaded exposition and it sucks. Neither of the two POV characters are characters; they're paper dolls in period clothing.
Have I ever written anything good??!!
In a frenzy, I started going through my writing folder. What have I written?? Oh God, what have I even written? I've been going on for over a decade now about how I'm a writer, and what have I even written????
I open up the latest attempts at the novel with the Dragonlady from my username in it. Eh, it shows a bit of promise of maybe being interesting, but it's... less than five pages, of which I'd cut three. And the names! Ugh, this is my third attempt at renaming the characters and they sound like whitebread suburbanites. (Seriously, who heads a fantasy novel with a Colin?)
Fanfic? Have I written any decent fanfic? But where do I get off calling myself an aspiring novelist if I've only ever written halfway-decent fanfic? And precious little of that-- I reread some of my earliest HASA postings last week and they were... not dreck, no, but naieve, headhopping, bloated with unnecessary words...
AUGHHHHHH
I am going to go make myself one of these. And I'm so lazy, the ice cream isn't even homemade. I went to the store with Z and bought a carton of the cheap stuff just because I can't be arsed to make it myself. That involves washing dishes, of which I am not capable.
I need to get out of my goddamned house and do something else. Come on, people. Some of you do things besides work, occasionally clean house, and write. What should I do??? I can't take this!!!
(The obvious answer to what should I do is Z, but he's asleep and thus noncooperative. And it probably wouldn't solve much anyway.)
...
*rifles through DVD collection*
Not constructive, but I need at least a diversion. I haven't watched a movie in a good six months. Let someone else tell me stories a while. All the ones I know are boring.
Now, post-dinner, Z is taking a nap. I thought, "Good, I'll finally get some work done." Have just spent two hours cleaning lint out of my keyboard and rereading passages of the novel and thinking, "Meh."
Fuck it, I just said, and opened the other novel, the one I'm waiting for this first one to be done so I can go back and edit. This'll cheer me up, I said to myself, opening the Word doc of that one's highly polished first chapter.
And the first sentence is a dud. Passive voice and an unspecified subject. I reworded it, and continued reading. The next paragraph has two entirely extraneous sentences in it, and the dialogue tags are mostly redundant.
Jesus, this thing's a mess. I wrote it and I'm not even interested in reading past the first page. Yes I know the sea-raiders are coming. Do I care? No. It's frontloaded exposition and it sucks. Neither of the two POV characters are characters; they're paper dolls in period clothing.
Have I ever written anything good??!!
In a frenzy, I started going through my writing folder. What have I written?? Oh God, what have I even written? I've been going on for over a decade now about how I'm a writer, and what have I even written????
I open up the latest attempts at the novel with the Dragonlady from my username in it. Eh, it shows a bit of promise of maybe being interesting, but it's... less than five pages, of which I'd cut three. And the names! Ugh, this is my third attempt at renaming the characters and they sound like whitebread suburbanites. (Seriously, who heads a fantasy novel with a Colin?)
Fanfic? Have I written any decent fanfic? But where do I get off calling myself an aspiring novelist if I've only ever written halfway-decent fanfic? And precious little of that-- I reread some of my earliest HASA postings last week and they were... not dreck, no, but naieve, headhopping, bloated with unnecessary words...
AUGHHHHHH
I am going to go make myself one of these. And I'm so lazy, the ice cream isn't even homemade. I went to the store with Z and bought a carton of the cheap stuff just because I can't be arsed to make it myself. That involves washing dishes, of which I am not capable.
I need to get out of my goddamned house and do something else. Come on, people. Some of you do things besides work, occasionally clean house, and write. What should I do??? I can't take this!!!
(The obvious answer to what should I do is Z, but he's asleep and thus noncooperative. And it probably wouldn't solve much anyway.)
...
*rifles through DVD collection*
Not constructive, but I need at least a diversion. I haven't watched a movie in a good six months. Let someone else tell me stories a while. All the ones I know are boring.
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Date: 2006-04-28 03:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-28 06:36 pm (UTC)You should write up an explanation of that. I'd love to read it. Wait, no-- write a how-to book. "Secrets of Successful Street Pushers." That'd be great. You could make it a gripping expose of the real workings of the drug market, but package it to look like one of those "For Dummies" books-- LOL, Drug Trafficking For Dummies would be awesome.
I mean, of course you wouldn't actually intend for people to use these techniques, but it'd be fascinating to hear about them.
And here I was just thinking of learning about how restaurants work. Drugs are way better.
> meet old men
I didn't think your romantic life had gotten that bad... ^.^