I've finally hit it. I knew I would. I pushed myself so hard, forgoing sleep in the effort to finish writing my books.
By no means am I giving up, but I am tired of spending every spare second I have working. At other times in my life, I've been able to physically push through it and continue to make meaningful progress. I could get up earlier, run harder, lift harder...you name it. Writing involves concentration and focus, and when those are missing, the writing becomes rough.
I haven't done much this week, and in retrospect know I need a lot more work. I guess I'll consider this a brief mental break. Hopefully I'll be back in the fold heading into this weekend. I need to go back to progress.
Until next time...
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Left 4 Dead
As I glance at the bottom right corner of my computer screen, I can see that the clock reads, "5:42." That's p.m., of course. Friday as I worked on my second of hour of sitting in rush hour, weekend traffic watching line after line of severe thunderstorms roll through, I couldn't wait for the weekend to get here. Now it's already over.
This weekend in particular was the first in a while where I really got to recharge my batteries. It was the first in almost a month that I wasn't going somewhere or attending to some sort of family obligation. My wife and I spent some quality time with each other, and I finished quite a bit of work on my re-write.
I'm nearly halfway finished with it, and I have mixed feelings about the whole project. It's a good idea in theory, but my execution (as of today) is lacking in parts. Plus I'm already sick of it this go round. That's not a good thing, either, because when I get bored I tend to get sloppy. It would be ideal to take a break from "The Plunge" and go to work on something else, even if it is just a short story or a rough few pages of one of my future endeavors. I can't though. Every time I try to break away from writing (during my limited free time), I feel like I'm wasting hours of the day. There's a sense of urgency pressing against me, forcing me to go on even when I don't have the desire to do it anymore. I'm proud of my self for pushing through this valley, but it's not easy.
One thing I know for certain is that I'm prone to excess. Anything I do, I go after it too hard then subsequently flame out and crash. Weightlifting, videogames...you name it. I go for it then I want to throw up my hands in disgust. I plan on striving for a more balanced life, filled with all the things I enjoy instead of just a select few. Maybe that will buoy my spirits during the tough times.
I hope that you all have a great week. Until next time...
This weekend in particular was the first in a while where I really got to recharge my batteries. It was the first in almost a month that I wasn't going somewhere or attending to some sort of family obligation. My wife and I spent some quality time with each other, and I finished quite a bit of work on my re-write.
I'm nearly halfway finished with it, and I have mixed feelings about the whole project. It's a good idea in theory, but my execution (as of today) is lacking in parts. Plus I'm already sick of it this go round. That's not a good thing, either, because when I get bored I tend to get sloppy. It would be ideal to take a break from "The Plunge" and go to work on something else, even if it is just a short story or a rough few pages of one of my future endeavors. I can't though. Every time I try to break away from writing (during my limited free time), I feel like I'm wasting hours of the day. There's a sense of urgency pressing against me, forcing me to go on even when I don't have the desire to do it anymore. I'm proud of my self for pushing through this valley, but it's not easy.
One thing I know for certain is that I'm prone to excess. Anything I do, I go after it too hard then subsequently flame out and crash. Weightlifting, videogames...you name it. I go for it then I want to throw up my hands in disgust. I plan on striving for a more balanced life, filled with all the things I enjoy instead of just a select few. Maybe that will buoy my spirits during the tough times.
I hope that you all have a great week. Until next time...
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
A Day Late, a Buck Short
Good Morning, All.
I understand that I promised a blog liberating the legion of adult (primarily male) gamers, and trust me, it's coming. As it's been a week since I last posted, I figured I ought to throw something up here for my five religious readers.
Two weeks proper into the rewrite my first book, I've already added 12 pages to the total. That's the reason it's taking so darned long. It's not clocking in at nearly 83,000 words, which is way longer than I want it to be. The additional content should do me good since I already know some parts upcoming that I plan to alter significantly or take out altogether. Right now I'm between a quarter and one-third through, and it's taking forever. I'm working hard, though, and all of the extra work has paid off. I've gone through and re-read some parts I've rewritten, and they are a lot better. Some parts need to be rewritten yet again. That's okay, though, because at the time I submit the manuscript for representation I want it to be a sleek and sexy piece of bad-assery as I've said earlier.
On a side note-Who in the hell cares about the presidential and vice-presidential dogs? As I started my morning workout (5:00 a.m.), CNN talked for fifteen minutes about Obama and Biden's dogs. Really, CNN? I understand you all are Obama lackeys, (much the same as Fox are Limbaugh lackeys, to be fair), but aren't there more pressing issues to talk about, such as Korea's continuous move toward nuclear proliferation? Or perhaps the markets that have tumbled substantially since Obama has taken office? CNN, go beat it with the Obama dog garbage, and shame on you, America, for actually giving a damn about it.
Until next time...
I understand that I promised a blog liberating the legion of adult (primarily male) gamers, and trust me, it's coming. As it's been a week since I last posted, I figured I ought to throw something up here for my five religious readers.
Two weeks proper into the rewrite my first book, I've already added 12 pages to the total. That's the reason it's taking so darned long. It's not clocking in at nearly 83,000 words, which is way longer than I want it to be. The additional content should do me good since I already know some parts upcoming that I plan to alter significantly or take out altogether. Right now I'm between a quarter and one-third through, and it's taking forever. I'm working hard, though, and all of the extra work has paid off. I've gone through and re-read some parts I've rewritten, and they are a lot better. Some parts need to be rewritten yet again. That's okay, though, because at the time I submit the manuscript for representation I want it to be a sleek and sexy piece of bad-assery as I've said earlier.
On a side note-Who in the hell cares about the presidential and vice-presidential dogs? As I started my morning workout (5:00 a.m.), CNN talked for fifteen minutes about Obama and Biden's dogs. Really, CNN? I understand you all are Obama lackeys, (much the same as Fox are Limbaugh lackeys, to be fair), but aren't there more pressing issues to talk about, such as Korea's continuous move toward nuclear proliferation? Or perhaps the markets that have tumbled substantially since Obama has taken office? CNN, go beat it with the Obama dog garbage, and shame on you, America, for actually giving a damn about it.
Until next time...
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
To Be The Man
Some day soon I'm going to create a nice, new layout for my blog and find a picture that wasn't taken for use in a videogame. Every other head shot I have for myself was posted on Myspace some three years ago when I was trolling for women after a desperate night of 20 McNuggets and a six pack.
I've been working for the last week on the first rewrite of, "The Plunge," and I've already added 3,000 words to the manuscript. That's right, it's actually getting longer! (that's what she said) Due to time constraints and the fact that I can't stop trying to make things better, I've had to push back my initial goals of getting both books done by the end of May. If I get one of them done by the end of May, it will be a miracle.
It's a heck of a lot more fun to write than it is to rewrite. Rewriting is laborious and not much fun, kind of like a hangover after a raucous night of boozing it up. I'm still progressing, albeit slowly, through the copy and making it much, much better.
Look soon for a post on videogames. For all of you out there that catch hell for videogames being 'childish' or 'immature', then this post will be for you...basically hitting your detractors with a blast of cold truth! I got two words for you: American Idol.
Until next time...
I've been working for the last week on the first rewrite of, "The Plunge," and I've already added 3,000 words to the manuscript. That's right, it's actually getting longer! (that's what she said) Due to time constraints and the fact that I can't stop trying to make things better, I've had to push back my initial goals of getting both books done by the end of May. If I get one of them done by the end of May, it will be a miracle.
It's a heck of a lot more fun to write than it is to rewrite. Rewriting is laborious and not much fun, kind of like a hangover after a raucous night of boozing it up. I'm still progressing, albeit slowly, through the copy and making it much, much better.
Look soon for a post on videogames. For all of you out there that catch hell for videogames being 'childish' or 'immature', then this post will be for you...basically hitting your detractors with a blast of cold truth! I got two words for you: American Idol.
Until next time...
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