Truckin' along
Aug. 25th, 2008 07:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
megwritesAh, 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.
Re: New Friend
Date: 2008-08-31 09:28 pm (UTC)You're very welcome! :) I would've gotten around to it sooner, but I'm a bit airheaded.
Sadly so. My partner and I both lost jobs in January.
That's very unfortunate. I'm sorry to hear that. I'll cross my fingers for your both. And if I hear anything about people hiring freelance, I'll make sure to send up a smoke signal.
What comes out is capable; it sells, so evidently other people don't notice a difference. But I do. Stuff I have to drag out line by line while I'm wrecked is never quite as good as stuff that I write when I'm alert and working smoothly.
Hmm. Stuff written while being wrecked I can notice a difference in, but stuff written when I'm "slogging" and stuff written when I'm flying through never seem to be that different to me. :)
Again, you're absolutely right, it does vary from person to person. There are very few universal absolutes with writing.
I also tend not to write at all when I'm not in a condition to. So when I'm sick, overtired, exhausted, or otherwise out of commission, I just don't even open the file.
I can write nonfiction and some kinds of poetry while wrecked
Nonfiction is no issue for me. I used to regularly put off my papers and projects until the last minute, because otherwise they'd hardly be interesting at all to do. I did my midterm paper and project in twenty minutes for my senior English seminar. Not to mention that I did most of my work in my geology class while under the influence of a killer kidney infection and then a wisdom tooth that was nearly the death of me and still got an A.
But like you, I need all my canons firing for fiction.