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Truckin' along
Aug. 25th, 2008 07:39 pmAh, progress notes. Proof that I'm not just piddling around in my jobless wonderdom. I've noticed that a lot of people on my f-list are going through financial and career woes right now.
The good news? It doesn't cost a damn thing to write a good story. Costs money to publish it, costs money to buy it - but when the lights get cut off and you're eating ramen, you still have your imagination.
Project: Tower!Guy
Wordcount: 61,622 (+ 3673)
Goal: < 100,000 words
Deadline: Sept 1st (or thereabouts)
Reason For Stopping: Lunchtime!
Exercise: Walking/jogging at 6:45am. I am currently still bewildered at how I've managed to do this for two weeks, because I am the anti-morning person.
Stimulants/Chemicals: None
Musical Inspiration: Iron & Wine - "Boy With A Coin"; Nina Simone - Summertime; Rais Khan and Sultan Khan - Bhairavi (Rough Guide To Indian Music); OneRepublic - All Fall Down
Other Creative Activities: Journaling
Reading Materials: The Queen's Bastard - C.E. Murphy
Darling du Jour:
"It's a fine horse you have," she commented, softly. "Did you name it?"
"Is 'damn you' a name?" Sephon asked.
Mean Things: Lying, abandonment, intense physical pain, finding out one of your parents is a mass murdering bitch, loveless marriages, planned regicide, husbands who might murder you in the night, slow motion suicides
Things Learned/Discovered: It is entirely possible to just nail your butt to the chair and write. And there's really no difference in quality in the finished product. Also? Trying to search for the perfect song is such a time suck. Occasionally, just turning off the music helps.
The good news? It doesn't cost a damn thing to write a good story. Costs money to publish it, costs money to buy it - but when the lights get cut off and you're eating ramen, you still have your imagination.
Project: Tower!Guy
Wordcount: 61,622 (+ 3673)
Goal: < 100,000 words
Deadline: Sept 1st (or thereabouts)
Reason For Stopping: Lunchtime!
Exercise: Walking/jogging at 6:45am. I am currently still bewildered at how I've managed to do this for two weeks, because I am the anti-morning person.
Stimulants/Chemicals: None
Musical Inspiration: Iron & Wine - "Boy With A Coin"; Nina Simone - Summertime; Rais Khan and Sultan Khan - Bhairavi (Rough Guide To Indian Music); OneRepublic - All Fall Down
Other Creative Activities: Journaling
Reading Materials: The Queen's Bastard - C.E. Murphy
Darling du Jour:
"It's a fine horse you have," she commented, softly. "Did you name it?"
"Is 'damn you' a name?" Sephon asked.
Mean Things: Lying, abandonment, intense physical pain, finding out one of your parents is a mass murdering bitch, loveless marriages, planned regicide, husbands who might murder you in the night, slow motion suicides
Things Learned/Discovered: It is entirely possible to just nail your butt to the chair and write. And there's really no difference in quality in the finished product. Also? Trying to search for the perfect song is such a time suck. Occasionally, just turning off the music helps.
