When I was on vacation I told myself, "I will write everyday! I will blog, and read people's blogs, and I will comment like a BEAST!"
Then I got strep throat. And I turned off my computer. And pretended to be a caveman.
So then on the way home I told myself, "I will write everyday! I will blog, and read people's blogs, and I will comment like a major BEAST!!"
Yup. That worked well.
So then I told myself, "I will never make a promise ever again!"
But.
Then I realized.
That's a promise too.
Let me explain what my life is like.
I make Big Life Plans, lining up my little ducks:
Aren't they adorable and orderly?
then God knocks them all down.
It would be just like God to use an eight ball too.
Here, you want to ask an eight ball what to do?
*sounds of crashing ducks*
It says to ask me.
Ahem. Anyway. So I have finally made some Big Life Plans, and I'm pretty much letting my ducks run around haphazard. Instead of holding them like this:
Ahahaha... That girl is serious about her duckies.
My Big Life Plans: To become a literary agent. My plan? Um. Yeah. Nothing really nailed down shut yet. I'm applying to a college (the same one sis is going to.) And I'm planning on losing my mind in boring classes.
Oh... Wow.
0_O
That's some class.
In the meantime I've discovered a secret about writing: Just do whatever you want.
Okay, okay. This Sounds Bad, but it's not. I've been so worried about getting things done when they need to be done blah, blah, blah, that I'm not having fun with it anymore and I'm sure as dinosaurs not enjoying it.
Which is dumb, because I gave Haunbrinth another edit (oh! By the way, I have a page for that now up at the top. If you read/already read it and think it needs work, let me know. If you so desire, anyway.) Plus I've written a couple of words for Spake 1, and I've been figuring out a lot of Spake stuff with my lovely friend who is like a twin to me.
So I'm not going to freak out and say: "I can't work on Invisible Love because it's not on the LIST!!!!!!! Auuuuuuuuuuggghhhhhhhh!!!!" because that's stupid. You know, I would definitely yell "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhk!" I never say Augh anymore.
Moving on. I will still edit my books, and I will still write new stories, and I will do whatever I want. Because one day I'll have an agent and an editor telling me what I can and cannot do, so for now I'll just shout: "Don't tell me what I can and cannot do!" while I still can.
Ooh! Look at the pretty knife! :D
Later, my blogging peeps.
OMB!
(Oh My Bananas)
Check out this link about peeps
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11 comments:
You say you're letting go of your need to have all your ducks in a row, and then refer to your readers as Peeps. Have you just subconsciously transferred your Need to Control from your own life to ours? I will not have the multifaceted splendor of my being reduced to the likes of a mindless, sugar-encrusted marshmallow zombie.
No matter how much Joan might wish otherwise.
My dimples are my own and they must shine freely!
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PS: Good luck with stuff.
VW: cronisin — The withered old lady will see you now.
that's pretty much my philosophy on life. I do what I want!! But I'm pretty much a slave driver and demand myself to do a lot! Oh well...at least, I'm the one telling myself what to do.
Oh you think so, do you?
Shaddup, Muse!!
No. You haven't written a word all weeek. What happened to your plans of finishing by June?
I got busy!
Busy? Busy?! Doing what? Watching So You Think You Can Dance?
I like that show!!
You like a lot of shows. Hence, no finished novel.
*hangs head in shame*
and...
SCENE.
I like your ending words.
Years ago I wrote in wild abandonment, and I came up with some amazing, imaginative things. They might not have been publishable works, but it was good practice and I had fun.
@Blam: Oh dear, I had no intention of reducing you to the likes of a mindless, sugar-encrusted marshmallow zombie. *hangs head in shame*
And don't worry, your dimples are your own.
@Palindrome: Ahahaha... Good luck with your muse. Sounds like a slave driver.
@Medeia Sharif: Hey! Thanks for commenting :) It is fun to go wild and crazy sometimes :D
Life is a roller coaster. I know that's cliche, but it's true. Enjoy the ride, write when you can and when you enjoy it.
Hi, Aching Hope. Thanks for commenting at my blog. Are you a U.S. resident by any chance (it's not in your Blogger profile)? I'd love to enter you in my contest and the deadline is coming soon. It's only open to U.S. residents for mailing purposes. I hope to hear back.
hahahahahaha! I love the ducks!
And yes, isn't it amazing how they get knocked down ALL THE TIME.
*sigh*
Even with a "plan" do you think I can get anything accomplished? Of course not!
*sigh again*
LOL those duckies are so cute! I have a small orange duck like that. Just one though. And I have a small magic 8 ball. I won't put the duck and 8 ball next to each other now that I know it spells d-i-s-a-s-t-e-r!!!
Love the message in this post. Do whatever you want, enjoy it, and have fun!!!
DUCKS OUT OF A ROW!!!
(No, I swear I'm not trying to pimp my blog. I just get strangely excited when I see duck-related musings and pictures like that! Especially that great 3rd pic.)
Gotta say, I love your writing style! One day, I might be looking for a literary agent whose writing style I personally respect. Just sayin'.
(Yes, I noticed someone's "Big Life Plans.)
Word Verfication Word Definition
bilus: What you hear impatient people say when they see something they "need," but don't have the funds.
@Kathi: Oh, I definitely agree! Life truly is a ridiculous roller coaster.
@Sonshine: It's true. Maybe we should start weighing our ducks so they stay upright better?
@Laura: Yes, we wouldn't want any disaster :) Glad you enjoyed it.
Protect the ducks!
@J.M. Neeb: Yes! I was reading your blog yesterday and I was thinking, "Hey! I just did a post with ducks! That's exciting."
*blushes* Hey, glad you like the style. I tend to be SPASTIC so it means a lot to me! :D
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