Daily Archives: February 1, 2013

It’s Not Easy Being Lame


I cannot believe the amount of time I am capable of wasting to the detriment of my writing and a whole bunch of other things I live. I’m looking forward to going away next Saturday okay predominately for the nice weather and not to be in this soul-sucking city whose name should definitely be changed:


“where there are trees standing in the water”, are you fucking kidding me, you can’t see six feet in front of you for all the condos they’re building. What a lovely vertical ghetto they’re creating. It makes me sad … And see there I go off on a tangent totally detracting from the point which is I am my own worst enemy . You know why I’m not published because I rack disciprin round eye. For instance, I promised myself I was going to write a blog entry every Wednesday so I could post on Thursdays regularly – you know when I noticed I hadn’t written anything? Yesterday evening, right before a three hour meeting I had to go to and like I’m going to come home and write after that. Honey I am way too old for that shit at this point.

Part of the problem is comfort. I have a half-decent job, place to live and the amenities to go with it like my HD 47-inch flat screen t.v. There’s not real impetus to put my nose to the grindstone and bang out that book. The other part is I get stuck. Like I wrote the 170 pages for Nanowrimo and farmed it out to a few friends but realized it needed drastic editing but I can’t see the forest for the trees and call me paranoid but I’m not anxious to go to a class and have someone rip off my story. But mostly I have a HUGE beef about having to go into poverty to pay an editor so that I can make money … (Yeah, half-decent but I’m under a mound of debt like the rest of the world and I don’t exactly have three grand lying around to pay someone to guide me through the rest of my book.) So I end up back at square one with the proverbial book in the drawer collecting dust as it were.
*starts searching on web first thing she checks this comes up …

http://sharonoverend.com/ (and p.s. despite what it says, no you can’t click on it to go to her hosted site)

I was in my WordPress account for 10 minute trying to figure out how to search it – nada. So frustrating! Never mind “optimizing your blog for search engine hits” and all that other crap they’re constantly on about. WFT?! Really wish I would have gotten finger out of ass 20 years ago before the advent of all this computer crap that eats away at your time so I could be writing right now instead of on the verge of sobbing into my keyboard.
This was the second compelling piece I found:


It almost made me want to write poetry and certainly made me want to read it again. Alas, I am not a poet, for starters I’m way to verbose. I don’t think I could be succinct if you paid me.
Then finally something that resonated with me:


OMG and then I found this, hazzah!


Nope … still not quite what I was looking for but at least now I can get my ass in gear and go listen to some people who are actually published talk about their trials and tribulations. You see, truth be told, I’ve met a lot of writers and well, most of them I can’t stand. They’re usually everything I’m not – okay Groove, shut up, keep an open mind, this could be what you’ve been looking for … right, right?! Anyone else out there struggling with their novel and want to talk about it?

Now the day is nearly finished and yes I wasted most of my free time with inane stuff like Facebook … (a double-edged sword in blog land – keep your Facebook, it’s great for networking!) Oh sure and then you get sucked into the vortex only to clamber and claw yourself away in a dazed stupor hours later with all your vitality and your creativity sapped in all those oh so important witty repartees in response to people’s various post. (No seriously folks, what is wrong with me?!) Sigh …

More rambling soon, but for now this will have to do.