I’m not the biggest fan of dubstep, but this is exquisite.
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I’m not the biggest fan of dubstep, but this is exquisite.
(Source: sequentialphoto)
Today marks the beginning of my 600 word-a-day writing plan until the birth of my child. Not sure I’ll achieve that today. My metaphysical pen has been commissioned for ad-writing and the day has already aged.
I realize, however, that I’ve just made my first excuse not to write. Inexcusable. Every day will encourage procrastination in seemingly important and justifiable ways.
I must write; therefore I shall.
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When someone asks me why on Earth I would ever want to learn the violin, this is what I show them.
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When you haven’t written anything substantial for a while, writing becomes hard. The past few months have become dedicated to writing legal documents and employing boring business jargon. Needless to say, I haven’t written anything creative for quite some time.
The other day I dusted off my manuscript and gave it a reread. I didn’t hate it. Then an idea for a new story came to mind. I shared it with my wife and she topped it off with her own brand of creativity. We now have what I’m tentatively calling a plotcake. I considered the main character, jotted down a few notes, and started writing.
I’m excited. It’s a subject I know very well and I feel like it has the makings of a greatly entertaining story. My only concern is my proclivity for procrastination. I’m sanctioning an hour of writing time every day. It’s a small amount, but I have commitment issues when it comes to writing (also why I’ve started blogging).
We’ll see how it plays out. Baby steps.
“And so,” he declared, “let it be that my first entry is that of a cat.”