Seriously. Annoying.
However, we really are in the wrong in terms of making a super-dumb mistake in taking the gig. It was to repair the cylinder of an ancient gate lock. We fixed that, then the bolt spring broke.
We originally suggested the lock be replaced. The owner said no. We should have walked away.
It's my job to communicate with people in such a way that they do what we want and don't badmouth us to the neighbors. I just wish we didn't make such blatant errors that I then have to smooth over. ERgh.
Written? Kitten! Every "x" amount of words you input, you get a new kitten picture. It's silly, but sometimes it does get me to keep writing when I hate everything.
Where's Written? Hottie! I could do with that. I mean, I have nothing to write, but I could start.
I still thinking semi-seriously of opening a Writing Dominatrix Muse service.
"Hands on the keyboard! SNAP! Don't edit -- just type, dammit. Oh, you like that, do you? Harder! Faster! Less adverbs! DO IT!"
I keep eyeballing Scrivener. Hmm.
bonny, bitching at people is pretty easy. Tact is (just not saying true stuff) hard.
Written?Kitten! is open-source; should be a simple enough matter to throw in some other photo feed...
Less adverbs!
Noooooo! I love my adverbs!
Okay, here's the deal I just made with myself. Tomorrow I record TWO shows. Tonight, I finish writing the notes for them. Part of this is due to stage fright, part of this is due to still feeling like crap, and I know that will affect my performance.
(If I show up in thread tomorrow, everyone feel free to poke me about doing the recording.)
Truth be told, I'm having a very frustrating block. I've been writing and rewriting the same first paragraph on this novel for five months now. I have this paragraph, one other scene, and a one sentence log line of the story. But I can't get past this paragraph. I don't know what comes next. I don't really know the full shape of the story.
Then today I come up with the opening paragraph of a new story, but beyond this paragraph, I have no idea what happens next.
It's like I keep having these "In a hole in the ground, there lived a hobbit," moments, but I can't get the rest to come.
With the first story, I try to write an outline, but that just ends up with me staring at a new blank document until I get tired of it and close it. I've been writing other things, like these monologues, but now I want to get back to these other story ideas.
Speaking of writing, Erin, I'm sending you a ton of raw material in a few minutes.
