Writing Dilemmas
17 years ago
General
Starting stories is always the best part. If I could see everything I've ever written (so much has been lost), I'd have a million beginnings and nothing complete (ok, ok, a couple short stories and bad rough drafts of novels). I know this is the bane of most artists, but or at least a lot of them, but it's really bad when you have ADD. You just end up running toward this interest and then that, whatever gets your motor going and your tail all fluffy, that's where you are, and then before long, you don't even know what the hell you were trying to say in the first place. My life is one long tangent...er, no...it's a countless string of tangents. A strange choose-your-adventure novel, if only you could skip from book to book and wind up in a different solar system's library...ok, I'm making no sense...what was I talking about? Oh, yeah, writing!
I'm not looking as I type this and I may forget to check what I did (I just realized that I forgot to spell-check...well, just about every story I've uploaded here...so I should probably do that some time...if I can remember, of course...more importantly, though, I must remember to return that Sigur Ros CD to the library this morning when it opens...I turned in the case last night and forgot the actual CD...yes, this is how it goes every minute of my life - welcome). Now, seriously, where was I?
So you can see why I may have some troubles in getting things finished. And why my last submission was so short and seemingly uneventful. I need to move myself forward and stay on track and it's a vicious feat to attempt. Well, difficult anyway.
I was trying too hard. I got past the fun part, the novelty wore off and it became work. I tried too hard to make it perfect. I was going over single paragraphs a dozen times until the poetry was just right...and of course the full job ahead of me was so dauntingly large...humongous, that I just couldn't even carry on. It was like, what's the point? It's too much! And so I just had to tell myself, a little at a time. Just do what you can and move on.
So that's where I'm at. Hope ya understand. Now...where'd I put that damn CD...
I'm not looking as I type this and I may forget to check what I did (I just realized that I forgot to spell-check...well, just about every story I've uploaded here...so I should probably do that some time...if I can remember, of course...more importantly, though, I must remember to return that Sigur Ros CD to the library this morning when it opens...I turned in the case last night and forgot the actual CD...yes, this is how it goes every minute of my life - welcome). Now, seriously, where was I?
So you can see why I may have some troubles in getting things finished. And why my last submission was so short and seemingly uneventful. I need to move myself forward and stay on track and it's a vicious feat to attempt. Well, difficult anyway.
I was trying too hard. I got past the fun part, the novelty wore off and it became work. I tried too hard to make it perfect. I was going over single paragraphs a dozen times until the poetry was just right...and of course the full job ahead of me was so dauntingly large...humongous, that I just couldn't even carry on. It was like, what's the point? It's too much! And so I just had to tell myself, a little at a time. Just do what you can and move on.
So that's where I'm at. Hope ya understand. Now...where'd I put that damn CD...
Reynfox
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