May
19

Word Whore Thursday:Perfection

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I actually gave up my weekly slot over at Word Whores for a guest post from Danielle (go check it out, it’s really quite brilliant.) The topic this week is about imperfection – or at least the things about ourselves that we don’t like. I’ve got a pretty extensive list, sadly enough, but I don’t think hashing those things out here is particularly productive. Most of said imperfections can’t really be changed anyway and so much of that really depends on perception anyway. Things I find to be horrendous are probably fairly unnoticeable by the average person. Very few people hold others to standards of perfection…so why are we so hard on ourselves? (Although I will say, that’s probably true from a personal standpoint, as a western society we sure do pride ourselves on who has the skinniest thighs or the smallest ass or the whitest teeth. Why? (Like OMG – Jane Starlet has…*gasp*…smile… Read more
May
18

Fear Itself

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Okay, I complete admit to being a flighty sort of writer. I have this sort of mental block that happens whenever I go to start something new. If it’s a new story, for example – even if the ideas are just bursting away and begging to be put down, there are times when I’ll go to write it down and I’ll just be left staring at the blank page. Maybe it’s that I’m afraid to commit. Or maybe it’s because once the words are on paper, they’re out there. The ideas aren’t nicely tucked away, safe from ridicule or judgement. And so it will take me a few days of staring at the page until I really don’t have much choice. Once I take the plunge and get those first sentences down, it’s all good. I’ve mentally given myself permission to move forward and make mistakes. To write badly, as… Read more
May
17

Restless Writing

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You know, there are days when I feel a lot like that cat. Or my muse does, maybe. And the lamb is that damn nugget of an idea that won’t leave me alone. “Write me down!” *thump* (I’m not sure where the ear licking comes in.) Not that it doesn’t look horribly cute, but persistent cuteness can probably be annoying. I spent several hours brainstorming my revisions yesterday. Trying to make sense of whatever it is that I need to do to make the story more coherent. Took copious amounts of notes. It did help – I’ve got a much better idea of how things will work as a whole. And really, there’s a part of me that thinks it shouldn’t be this hard. It’s a strange thing –  I want to get my ideas down, and I want to write a good book, but some days I just want… Read more
May
16

Not Dead Yet

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There’s a tree in my front yard that might be dead. I say might be because I am not a tree whisperer.  Perhaps there is some sort of Ent agenda going on that I’m simply not aware of. I did break off a few of the smaller branches and there’s not an ounce of green in them. This tree in particular normally seems to put out great big glops of amber sap as well, and right now there’s a whole of nothing. All indications would point to the death of said tree. On the other hand we had a warm patch in January…and it actually got a few blossoms.  Maybe it’s just confused and gone back to sleep? I can wait until next year and see if comes back, though that’s two parts curiosity and one part laziness, because honestly, I *really* don’t want to chop it down. And chop… Read more
May
13

Whither the Ending?

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I’ve been a huge manga/anime fan for quite some time now. Not that I have much time to watch the anime these days, but for a while I was pretty into it. (I still have shelves of manga upstairs. No idea what I’m going to do with it all.) And it’s funny, because some of the plots, particularly in the shoujo type manga, are fairly improbably…and often ridiculous. In fact, I’m pretty sure if I picked up an actual written book with the same sort of concepts, I’d probably chuck it at the wall within an hour. But for some reason, the pretty pictures make it all worthwhile. Seriously, maybe it’s just the art style. Maybe it’s the bishies. (Yeah, I’m a sucker for the pretty boys.) I honestly don’t know, but whatever the deal is, I can easily set aside disbelief and just *nodnod* my way through a manga… Read more