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Working and Writing: Conflict and Reward
To those still following this blog in any capacity, thank you for your dedication despite the intermittent nature of my posts. As you might have picked up, I’ve been going through a bit of a rough patch which has derailed my drive to write for a year and a half. Despite my friends in the […]
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Happy Holidays! (Three Months Late)
Honestly, I can’t complain about Christmas this year. At least I got to spend the morning with my man and the afternoon binge watching every Christmas movie I owned or cared to watch off Netflix or Amazon. I found it a little disturbing and profound that I identified with George Bailey up to the point where he never escaped Bedford Falls. Reminded me of my high school years, constantly dreaming and yearning for the day when I could cut loose and escape the smallness of my hometown.
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New Computer
New computer! So nice to have a screen this big, My old 24” Visio TV is wide enough to see two pages at one time and still be able to read it! I have a second monitor for the hell of it, an old Dell salvaged out of a dumpster. I’ll have to figure out […]
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Just An Update
So, this is a dumping ground for the moment…or the next few moments.
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Stuck
Every two-bit writer has an instruction manual on how to write a novel, and some aspiring writers take the texts as gospel, rigidly conforming to the prescribed method used by this or that particular writer. However, the fact remains that what works for one person does not always work for another. For me, a method that works today might not work for me tomorrow, and some days the juice just refuses to flow. For me, the trick is to figure out how to unclog the pipes.
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Been Burned Out
“Apathy is not caring at all. Anxiety is caring too much.” I read that on a meme a few months back and remember thinking, “Burnout is both at the same time.” On one hand, you could care less that North Korea is about ready to bomb the US out of existence, but at the same […]
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Down the Drain
After $80, what’s another $30? After the $110, I may as well pay $44.50 because I’ll lose the $110 anyway if I don’t add on to that. Everyone’s out for money, and penny by penny, they bleed you like parasites until you have nothing left. If it isn’t money, it’s time. It’s set up as a bait and switch.
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End of an Era
Over the last month I lived in Montana, I caught myself thinking things like, “That’s the last time I’ll walk through that door.” Or “That’s the last time I’ll see that person,” or hundreds of other ways it could be the “last”. Somehow, I found myself considering what it will be like when the time comes that it will be my last of everything. Morbid, to say the least, but very realistic.
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Pre-Packing Purge
Most of what I throw away is the kind of thing you find in the check-out aisles in any department store: half-eaten candy bars, Bic lighters, waxy flavored lip balm and Rubik’s Cube key chains.
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The Wheels That Get Me There
“Badass” was the last term anyone would use to describe my first two vehicles. They were the soccer mom rigs of the late ‘80s and early ‘90s. The only claim to coolness either could make was that they rode like boats and had V8 engines.
Tommie Wendall 