But from now on, it's not going to be like that . From now on, I am going to have Goals. Goals, I tell you. GOALS. And my first goal is to write every day. I mean, that's not too hard, right? Just put mechanical pencil to lined paper every day and churn out something that isn't my math homework done two hours before it's due. Unproductive writing, writing that isn't going to be a crappy short story until I read it a few days later and go "Hey, this is crappy!" It'll probably be crappy anyway, but at least I won't be expecting it to become anything. My second goal is to write a story that isn't cliched. That one will, I anticipate, be considerably harder. I have some stuff in mind, and maybe one day it will be an official novel and I will be an official unpublished author. Maybe I can even self-publish an e-book and then beg people on the internet to buy it so I can afford corn flakes and kitty litter for my thirteen cats, which will all be named after long words. I'm a word afficionado, so I can name them things like Sussuration and Persnickity and call them Susie and Percy when I'm not feeling formal. But, I digress. My third and final goal is to stop insulting my own writing so much. By reading this post and the one previous you've probably figured out that I tend to have a rather self-depricating sense of humor. Hopefully, in a few months, this blog will be filled with announcements of my sheer awesomeness....awesomenitude.......whatever. Or at least I will have stopped talking about how much my writing sucks, ie, push myself into total denial. There I go doing it again.
Anyway, here's a picture of a kitten!
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