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  1. #51
    Lately when I feel like writing a one-off I try to make it related to, though maybe not part of, my big project. Backstory scenes and such like. Feel like this allows me to work on the big project from a different angle, deepen the main story, while simultaneously indulging my tendency to procrastinate and fear of failure.

    Hope your health and work situation improve.

  2. #52
    Quote Originally Posted by lasm View Post
    Lately when I feel like writing a one-off I try to make it related to, though maybe not part of, my big project. Backstory scenes and such like. Feel like this allows me to work on the big project from a different angle, deepen the main story, while simultaneously indulging my tendency to procrastinate and fear of failure.
    I will do this too.


    And thanks for the kind word. I'm really rather fine, just have to be better.
    If your art doesn't push, you won't get any pull.

  3. #53
    Much snow here.Ten minutes ago I finished shoveling the driveway. Heart is still beating too fast. Too old. But I always do the things that Need To Be Done. I wonder, is it selflessness, or martyrdom? Part of me hoped one of the people I live with would have come out to stop me from hurting myself, show that they care. But nobody did. So maudlin! Ha! Big deal.

    Does secret resentment negate a selfless act?

    I had visions of one of them finding me dead in the snow. Too late for CPR. Ambulance called. Buried in potter's field. Forgotten.

    My friend Kristen writes fanfiction. I riled her up the other night when I said that I considered fanfiction an invalid art form. Don't get me wrong, there are quite a few fine writers in fanfiction. Kristen is one of them. She has real talent. I just don't get why someone who can really write would waste their time writing slash stories about Anime characters. She said that it's fun and that it makes her happy, and that's a good thing, sure, sure. Writing gay porn about cartoon characters is not a proper use of time for a talented writer (Absolutism). But I'll leave her alone about it. If that's what floats her boat, then it shall freakin' float.

    Saw that new Oz, The Great and Powerful movie hopped up on Vicodin for a neck injury. There was a character called 'China Girl' in the movie. Every time she came on screen I felt teary-eyed. It must have been the drugs.
    If your art doesn't push, you won't get any pull.

  4. #54
    I have a friend that writes fanfic too, or did until a few days ago. He used to write Cthulhu Mythos stuff, and was good enough to be part of a couple of anthologies, and has done really good original horror pieces. But he doesn't write for commercial purposes, but instead to please himself...I agree that it's a waste of talent but long ago gave up trying to get him to do something "real" with his ability.
    I have several friends that do rpgs because the structure enables them to keep writing when they can't (or won't) work on their own projects. I find that even sadder. I used to run rpg stories (called "novels") at PanHistoria, and ran away screaming because of the eternally frustrating levels of incompetent storytelling one encounters in such venues. So I feel your pain, and I understand. But there's little that can be done, alas.
    It snowed here one day over the winter. Was very interesting. Coulda shoveled it with a dustpan maybe.
    Catch your breath. Breathing isn't under-rated.
    Hidden Content
    "From the moment I picked your book up until I laid it down, I was convulsed with laughter. Someday I intend reading it." - Groucho Marx

  5. #55
    Writing an RPG always sounded kind of fun to me, actually. Doubt I'll ever get around to it.

    There's just something about fanfiction that strikes me as off. I can't explain it.
    If your art doesn't push, you won't get any pull.

  6. #56
    It can be fun. I've done some...things like a combination Hunter Thompson/Lovecraft story, a combination Zelazny/Lovecraft story, combination Aldiss/Lovecraft, Arthur Machen as told by Dr Seuss...nothing salacious cuz that just doesn't appeal. Most of it's just crazy junk. RPGs, I recommend not doing them unless you have no love for story.
    Hidden Content
    "From the moment I picked your book up until I laid it down, I was convulsed with laughter. Someday I intend reading it." - Groucho Marx

  7. #57
    Well, got a new job. Retail cashier and stocker. It's not too bad, really. I'll be able to make a little money and still work on writing. The last time I worked retail was the nineteen-nineties, when I managed a video (Tapes) store. I ruled that place with an iron fist, but luckily, I've mellowed out considerably since then. I was surprised how much I didn't hate the customers, and how nice I was to them without even trying. I've changed.

    I think I'll stay off the management track. I could easily run that place, but I fear I may relapse into a more despotic mindset. Worker bee for me, thank you very much
    If your art doesn't push, you won't get any pull.

  8. #58
    There is no writing. There is no drawing. There is only work, and recovering from work, and dreading going to my work.

    I listen to music on the lunch hour. I should not do that because it makes me sad. It makes me sad because music exists...and I am at work.
    If your art doesn't push, you won't get any pull.

  9. #59
    Quote Originally Posted by Arcopitcairn View Post
    There is no writing. There is no drawing. There is only work, and recovering from work, and dreading going to my work.

    I listen to music on the lunch hour. I should not do that because it makes me sad. It makes me sad because music exists...and I am at work.
    I fear my enthusiasm flags when real work is demanded of me.
    H. P. Lovecraft
    "Man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Allan Poe.

  10. #60
    The retail job moves along. I have to say, I have never been in my life a witness to a procession of such unhappy, sullen, mean, miserable bastards as the customers who come through my store. I don't want to, I try not to, but I find myself detesting most of them. I thought the misanthropic tendencies of my youth long gone, but here they are again in full bloom. It must be the area I'm in. I should very much like to work somewhere where a better class of people would frequent my place of work. That may make me sound like an elitist or a snob, but I swear, if any of you had to spend time with the caliber of people I've been forced to experience, you would say the same thing. It's like they've evolved to inspire hate. They must excrete some pheromone that makes life bitter and foul for all within sniffing range.

    The job eats up my existence. I don't seem to get a moments peace. But I cannot leave it. Certain unfortunate financial incidents and responsibilities have arisen that force me to stay there. If I were to quit, I would become homeless in no uncertain terms. Many bad things have happened lately. It's an interesting exercise in tension. I have rarely felt such stress in my life, and never so prolonged a stress as this. It's disturbing, but compelling in a way. I've become interested in seeing just how much I can take. Everything keeps piling up.

    I'd like to write or draw. But nope. The stress seems to douse any creative spark. There is only worry.

    Hope all is well with all of you
    If your art doesn't push, you won't get any pull.

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