Okay, maybe not, but still, it's not like I wasn't trying. I was! Very hard, mind you. Very.
Originally, I was trying to write something every Mon-Wed-Fri, in an attempt to keep a regular schedule and make sure something was produced on a weekly basis. I kept that up for a total of a whole, ooh, two and half weeks. Go me.
So I'm gonna try again. Something on the aforementioned three days, as well anything extra I feel like adding. Because I think part of my problem last time was I'd get ideas for posts on my off days, and instead of, you know, writing them down and saving them for later, I'd avoid it because I was off the clock. And then I'd forget about it and then it's ten at night and I'm trying to come up with something and it's not working so I put it off and convince myself I'll just skip that day and pick it back up the next "on" day. And we all saw how well that worked.
And now for update time, should anyone really give two shits; my noir story, which has no name, is slllloooowwly coming along. A small outline has been produced, which amounts to littl more than "First chapter done, last chapter done, basic concept approved, and a few scenes planned out (in my head)". Did help a convince a friend to go ahead with a story/chapter idea she already had, just was on the fence about going forward. Was compared to Spider Jerusalem, so that's always a plus. Did complete an outline draft for a script a director friend asked for; the downside to that is that I wanted to give him more than a bare bones edition, but due to computer screw ups I couldn't and now must attempt to remember everything I wrote before and recreate it. Fun.
Speaking of recreating everything I just lost, earlier today I was writing out a little bit in a AS thread. It was pretty involved, and had me deep in a character that was kinda fun to riff with, and then for SOME GOD DAMNED SHIT ASS FUCK reason, Explorer decided it was gonna flip me the bird and go bye-bye. So three to four paragraphs, which I had spent close to an hour working on because it was that much fun, phffst, gone. Away it went. FUCK. I got back on and remembered the jist of the first paragraph, but it wasn't as tight as the first one, and I didn't even try with the rest of it. I wrote it down so I wouldn't have to remember it, and it was spur of the moment so it wasn't like I had gone over it again and again in my head til it was right. Am I bitter you ask? NO. My rage is simply very, very focused and weaponized. For justice. Also anger.
Originally, I was trying to write something every Mon-Wed-Fri, in an attempt to keep a regular schedule and make sure something was produced on a weekly basis. I kept that up for a total of a whole, ooh, two and half weeks. Go me.
So I'm gonna try again. Something on the aforementioned three days, as well anything extra I feel like adding. Because I think part of my problem last time was I'd get ideas for posts on my off days, and instead of, you know, writing them down and saving them for later, I'd avoid it because I was off the clock. And then I'd forget about it and then it's ten at night and I'm trying to come up with something and it's not working so I put it off and convince myself I'll just skip that day and pick it back up the next "on" day. And we all saw how well that worked.
And now for update time, should anyone really give two shits; my noir story, which has no name, is slllloooowwly coming along. A small outline has been produced, which amounts to littl more than "First chapter done, last chapter done, basic concept approved, and a few scenes planned out (in my head)". Did help a convince a friend to go ahead with a story/chapter idea she already had, just was on the fence about going forward. Was compared to Spider Jerusalem, so that's always a plus. Did complete an outline draft for a script a director friend asked for; the downside to that is that I wanted to give him more than a bare bones edition, but due to computer screw ups I couldn't and now must attempt to remember everything I wrote before and recreate it. Fun.
Speaking of recreating everything I just lost, earlier today I was writing out a little bit in a AS thread. It was pretty involved, and had me deep in a character that was kinda fun to riff with, and then for SOME GOD DAMNED SHIT ASS FUCK reason, Explorer decided it was gonna flip me the bird and go bye-bye. So three to four paragraphs, which I had spent close to an hour working on because it was that much fun, phffst, gone. Away it went. FUCK. I got back on and remembered the jist of the first paragraph, but it wasn't as tight as the first one, and I didn't even try with the rest of it. I wrote it down so I wouldn't have to remember it, and it was spur of the moment so it wasn't like I had gone over it again and again in my head til it was right. Am I bitter you ask? NO. My rage is simply very, very focused and weaponized. For justice. Also anger.