I have 30k to write before I get back to my novel. I just put in 3K on a psuedo-military short that was definitely interesting and fun to write. As a writer I ought to be always writing or researching, but the space between stories can be a gaping void of bad TV. Despite my many attempts to glean nuggets from the shows I watch, it is not at all helpful. My partner insists I watch male soap operas. Seal Team, Evil, 911, etc. I suppose you could say one of those is not like the other, but that is not the point. The point is that the space between stories is a trap that sucks me in and often threatens for stories to never be completed.
They are though–completed. I believe less tv and video games would me more and more story, and my 2020 promises to provide the opportunities for that. I just need to let it happen, sliding towards the writers’ life like a boy at the top of a snow covered hill racing towards opportunity. I am very much looking forward to what is to come in my life, though I harbor fears that my physical transformation is not keeping pace with my desires. That is what the gym is for. I’ll eventually be there on a regular schedule.
Some Thoughts:
- Quite disjointed today. I feel like I am at my best as a writer when I am writing or at least reading stories. I am doing neither at this particular moment, so things need a changing.
- Still happy about the recent Fantasy Football win. One step closer to the ‘ship with two weeks left to play. The next two possible match ups are dangerous affairs given that it is the end of season and fewer teams have anything left to play for. More on that this Wednesday.
- More on Xmas as well. We are swiftly approaching the season to be jolly. In fact, we are in it and I still have yet to spread a decent amount of xmas cheer to all…