July 2010
6 posts
The Organic Section
Nebulous banality of-the-day: So much of writing is about process. I guess this is an easy enough idea to gloss over, since when it gets down to the nitty gritty, process doesn’t matter as long as you’ve found the one that works for you and you get the end result for which you’re looking. Or, as most people tend to call it: a finished novel.
Ellis can’t start a book...
Cognitive Dissonance, Part 295
Another obnoxious third-person list in lieu of substantial text, commencing now:
Mind is so gone, Writer can only form mock-sentences, such as those appearing within list. (Thank god list auto-generates itself, as yesterday Writer managed to number something in the following sequence: “18, 19, 21, 20.”)
Taking several-week hiatus from text. Writer needs fresh perspective/the...
Seeking September
In all honesty, I’m surprised I’m composed enough to be writing this right now. In most instances, I would say it’s a sign of my maturity, but at this point, I’m fairly certain it’s more reflective of the fact that I’ve lost my mind to the point where sensibility has dulled into numbness. I really feel a bit more gone mentally than I have in a while.
I guess...
Anyone's Ghost
Pins and needles. What’s scarier now more than ever is that I’m so close I can taste it, but the wind can swoop in and knock the ice cream from my cone in a matter of seconds—even mid-bite. (How’s that metaphor for the day after a holiday weekend?)
I’m trying to keep my nerves in check, trying to squelch the anxiety, trying to avoid feeling physically sick....
Mo. Men. Tum.