I post messages like the one above from time to time on Twitter or App.net. Here’s the secret: Whenever I make this offer, you can be sure I’m at one of my exceptionally low points. I’m a sensitive person, and I get overwhelmed by negative thought patterns easily. It often doesn’t take much to set… Continue reading I’m going to let you in on a little secret
Tag: Writing
This is going on my wall to aid me with my next long-term project
I’ve been ev-er-y-where, man.
Don’t mind me. I’ve just been staring at my screen for too long today.
My brain is fried. No more word work for me, at least for a while. It’s kind of a fun fog to be in, though. If I cut off my airway a little more, I might be able to induce some sort of hallucination.
Procabulary
Happiness is having friends who appreciate the obscure words you sometimes use. Love is when they roll their eyes for using them too often.
New people can be good people
Someone I only met recently told me she thinks I’m a good writer. That made my night.
Help me!
OS X Pages experts: is there a way to accept all changes made by just one person in a document? There may be a reward for the right answer.
Every single one of them sucks
Fuck word processors. The next book I edit will be on paper, using red ink or my own blood.
This isn’t meant to be a brag
Working on a tough cover letter. It’s tough because I have TOO MUCH to say. It’s a fun challenge, though, deciding how to fit in everything elegantly. I just need more time and tea.
Pop Music As Time Travel
I fired up a Kitten playlist to blast a wall around me while I work, and I was instantly transported back to some ad hoc club in Austin, TX, almost two years ago. I saw Kitten live on a fantastic night during an amazing week of travel, seeing strange sites and falling in love with… Continue reading Pop Music As Time Travel
Refrigerator poetry
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