I am doing just what I set out to do with this blog– procrastinate. Including procrastinating blog posts. I feel weird tonight. Tempted to string together a bunch of misplaced sayings. Time heals all apples that don’t fall far from the tree. They make fun of me at work, I am so bad with idioms. I used to swear it was ‘like a broken tire’ (record) and ‘not I, said the walrus’ (sly fox). I really think that walrus one is from something though. I am sure of it.
This is the first month I won’t make my writing goal. Like, at all. I was aiming for 10k, and got less than 5k. Blaming a busy life would be easy, except I highly doubt my life is really all that busy. I read a really great post on Reddit the other day, doing what I do best you know. It is some ‘rules’ for a college course by John Cage in regards to making music but one really stands out.
“The only rule is work. If you work it will lead to something. It’s the people who do all the work all the time that catch on to things.”
Life takes work. Hobbies take work. I have no one to blame but myse– video games. Gosh they are so addicting. But in all seriousness I needed that reminder. I am getting to the point where the writing process is, not less fun, but more labor intensive? At first it was just write whatever came to mind, a scene here and there. But now it is all connected, and if I change something back in chapter one, I have to change it in chapter thirty as well. We wont talk about how I really wanted to change a character name, even thought I like all their names, but you know, that in the moment feeling. Jeesh.
Most of this weekend will be consumed by a wedding, but I will leave you with this, and yes my cat is literally all I take pictures of these days. Witnessing ‘getting down like bunnies’ (that’s a saying right?), or at least an attempt. A second suitor had joined the fray shortly after.
I was hoping to see Deadpool 2, but admittedly this was pretty entertaining.
I feel like that could be the title to some kind of, self discovery piece. But really, I just have an aggressive case of hiccups as I write this. I used to get kicked out of class as a kid when I had them because they were so loud/sound super funny. One of my irrational fears in life are hiccups that never go away. IT CAN HAPPEN. (I’m not sure if that is true.)
So far, no writing these past few days. Though I have somehow managed to find other things to occupy my time. Started reading Haruki Murakami’s What I Talk About When I Talk About Running. Very good so far. Very, relatable. Just what I needed to get out of my own head. I enjoy his description of what he thinks about, or rather, lack there of while running. Murakami refers to it as the ‘void’, which I completely agree with.
I had so much to say. But all of a sudden I am just so tired. This will just be a super random post. So I leave you with this:
Titan attacking grumpy cat. I was cleaning and knocked it over in my bedroom. Next thing I know he was dragging it around the house. Going for the killing blow right there.
Especially when used in reference to a book. Last night I stayed up till 2, finishing The Children of Blood and Bone. What an great book, I cant wait for the next one. Tomi Adeyemi is a wonderful storyteller. Each chapter left me wanting more, hence why I just powered through the last quarter yesterday evening. I gave it five stars. Only a couple things I didn’t like, but overall an excellent read. I highly recommend it.
I am running on this amazing high right now. Between finishing this book, and then the last book in the Themis Files Trilogy comes out May 1st, Only Human (so excited!), AND THEN, I also got a copy of Tyler Johnson Was Here for 2.99 off of Amazon. Yay reading!
Next, a musical group I really want to see has announced their tour dates, and I am itching to get tickets. We shall see. I am not too picky, as long as we are not up in the nosebleeds, they make me feel super dizzy. But it is going to be stressful when they go on sale. I have a feeling it will sell out in minutes. I have two venues that are close enough for a weekend getaway, so hopefully one of them will work.
And lastly, I finally conquered the battle scene I was writing. Not only did I dislike writing it, I also don’t like reading them. They can be so boring to me. So I channeled my feelings on them, taking what I don’t like about typical battle scenes, and writing around that. Writing more about what the character’s felt, rather than the actions of their weapons. None of my perspectives are skilled fighters, which makes the scene a little more difficult. I am hoping it worked. Thankfully I have a couple awesome friends who read way more than I do and can give me pretty sound advice. In fact, I wouldn’t be this far without them.
I tried taking an ‘artsy’ photo, but decided to go with the Titan photobomb. He is something else. Earlier he attacked a mini propane tank sitting on the floor. I guess it was a threat.
So as you can see, I got a few books at my local library’s book sale. I have already started One Hundred Years of Solitude in audio book format, which is good, but hard to follow as some of the characters have the same name. I am excited to start reading it, but I am now in the depths of Children of Blood and Bone (which is living up to my high expectations). For Wicked, I have seen the musical at my local theater, and I was pleasantly surprised. I have never been very interested in the Wizard of Oz or any of its retellings. The Crichton book I grabbed is called Pirate Latitudes, and honestly I only grabbed it because, pirates. I love pirates. Do I totally romanticize them? Yes.
Finally got some writing done, bringing my WC to 50k. Probably won’t get to my goal of 60k by May 1st, but that is okay. I am going slow, making sure I like what is being written, and not just trying to fill the page.
Sad news today in the EDM community. Avicii passed away at the age of 28. Whatever reasons contributed to it, he was a very talented artist, and one of the few that I actually purchased their album. Spotify had a playlist ready scarily fast, but it has been nice listening to all of his music today. I forgot how many songs I loved. I guess that is all we can do when an artist passes away. Remember why we love them, by reliving what they have produced. Whether it be music, movies, or traditional art.