A future wide open…
I stopped typing mid-sentence when I noticed this. I had to take a picture. I call this: Landmark Progress. It’s not even close to being finished. — Something Coming Over OAR
Category: creative endeavors
Insanity is having its way with me…
I could design a drinking game solely around my writing. And we’d all be drunk by the end of the first page. I haven’t been doing nearly as much writing lately, but I’ve been rereading a lot of what I’ve written in the past few months. The writing itself is not all that bad. Or at least some of it is decent. The repetition? HOLY SWEET CHRISTMAS, BATMAN, WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK? I took the… Keep reading…Insanity is having its way with me…
Let me in your fascination…
I’ve spent a considerable amount of time building a soundtrack for Ben and Marina and the entire story surrounding them. I then proceeded to listen the fuck out of that playlist. Because I’m obsessive like that. When the gears started turning on the story of Kate and Michael, I realized a handful of the Ben and Marina songs could easily crossover. And then proceeded to start building the soundtrack of Kate and Michael. Including a… Keep reading…Let me in your fascination…
Name Game…
When I’m developing a new story, I spend countless hours just naming the characters. I have multiple copies of baby name books and spend more time than I care to admit pouring over thousands of names trying to find the right fit. When all is said and done, I typically have a goto list that tends to repeat in most projects, but they’re names that I like and don’t mind using over and over again,… Keep reading…Name Game…
Still a burning ember…
I’ve been battling a massive mental block lately when it comes to blogging. Writing I’ve been doing. Not necessarily the writing I really want to be doing, but writing nonetheless. I spent weeks working daily on a single project. The main document is sitting at 96 pages and about 46,000 words. I haven’t written anything on that project now in about two weeks. I’ve been working on something else. All because of a ridiculous dream…. Keep reading…Still a burning ember…
And then I wound up in a padded room…
Is it really going to be 70 degrees this week? Or is the forecast just fucking with me? So the other night…Thursday, methinks…I had this dream. When I woke up in the middle of the night, I almost sat bolt-upright in bed and said out loud, “What. The Actual. FUCK?” Instead I just stared up at the ceiling, thinking to myself, Seriously…WTF do you smoke before bed, Sister? This can’t be good for your wellbeing…. Keep reading…And then I wound up in a padded room…