Day 460: Born to write

Day 460: Born to write

Chris Moore feels me tonight on breathing fire…or at least I’m feeling his fire-breathing ship. I’ve just read an article that, among other things, compared writing to mathematical genius and Beethoven. It was an essay on all of the crap writing...
Day 459: 15 Pages

Day 459: 15 Pages

So, I finished the first past of this latest draft today. 15 pages written. I smelled the finish line on an, admittedly, small goal…but I did smell it nonetheless. And, so I powered through and just wrote the last few scenes that needed writing. Now, I can focus...
Day 458: Drained

Day 458: Drained

A cooling tower courtesy of Forget Sleep.com Today was a *beast*. Played tennis with Justin, came home and took a shower, wrote for an hour on the script (good stuff today), then got my solitary hour of work done on editing before apartment stuff took over. I walked...
Day 457: One of those days

Day 457: One of those days

Artwork tonight, continuing the theme lately of planet-rises or -sunsets, this freaking AWESOME piece is from Lucien Rudaux Content, the one with the stress on the -tent part, not the Con- part. As in, sitting up in my snuggly bed right now, iPad resting on my legs,...
Day 456: We’ll See

Day 456: We’ll See

I was just doing my reading/editing of the novel for the night, and I realized I read 7 pages more than I was supposed to. It’s hard for me to say that it “sucked me in,” because that rarely happens with something I’ve written. I can’t...