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intertribal) wrote2010-01-03 10:52 pm
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this was brought to me by a mother. of children.
I feel like I've been away from LJ for longer than usual. For no reason really. I've been working on a story that I thought died an uneventful death many months ago - makes me realize how much I've grown as a writer, to tell the truth. I've also been working on a 1000-piece jigsaw puzzle featuring a Germanic castle of some sort and it made me realize that I write stories like puzzles - I write things down as they come, and it becomes a matter of stitching the parts together, waiting for the right combination of sentences to come. This is probably totally obvious and asinine, but keep in mind I actually know very little about the mechanics of writing.
This is the most important thing I discovered during my leave of absence:
I wasn't paying much attention to college football when this happened (in 2007). But I've been saying "I'm a man! I'm 40!" for the past few days at random intervals. The tentative clapping at the end is the best part.
I spent New Year's Eve with essentially the entire Greek population of Lincoln, Nebraska. Had ouzo for the first time. I'm not a big fan of licorice, so I'm not a big fan of ouzo, but it's all right. There was much breaking of plates. Then we left and went to O Street and O Street was lame, as usual. I almost died doing the human shuffle on the dance floor because the dance floor was covered in alcohol and my boots had no traction, but Christina caught me, so I survived. Then Christina almost died walking back to the car (winter is not a wonderland in heels, apparently) , but I caught her, so she survived. Oh, and I got $1 from a balloon. The end.
Oh yeah, and I discovered the new One Republic song, "All The Right Moves." I like it. Reminds me of all the 5-star recruits that have fizzled out at Nebraska, because we are apparently destroyer of impressive high school players. What can I say. Our defensive MVP at the Holiday Bowl, Matt O'Hanlon, was a walk-on, no lie. That means he happened to be at UNL and decided to try out for the team, and repeatedly cut it during try-outs. "The epitome of what Nebraska football's all about," he is.
This is the most important thing I discovered during my leave of absence:
I wasn't paying much attention to college football when this happened (in 2007). But I've been saying "I'm a man! I'm 40!" for the past few days at random intervals. The tentative clapping at the end is the best part.
I spent New Year's Eve with essentially the entire Greek population of Lincoln, Nebraska. Had ouzo for the first time. I'm not a big fan of licorice, so I'm not a big fan of ouzo, but it's all right. There was much breaking of plates. Then we left and went to O Street and O Street was lame, as usual. I almost died doing the human shuffle on the dance floor because the dance floor was covered in alcohol and my boots had no traction, but Christina caught me, so I survived. Then Christina almost died walking back to the car (winter is not a wonderland in heels, apparently) , but I caught her, so she survived. Oh, and I got $1 from a balloon. The end.
Oh yeah, and I discovered the new One Republic song, "All The Right Moves." I like it. Reminds me of all the 5-star recruits that have fizzled out at Nebraska, because we are apparently destroyer of impressive high school players. What can I say. Our defensive MVP at the Holiday Bowl, Matt O'Hanlon, was a walk-on, no lie. That means he happened to be at UNL and decided to try out for the team, and repeatedly cut it during try-outs. "The epitome of what Nebraska football's all about," he is.
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That description sounds sort of like my 'writing process'...except replace 'sentences' with 'ideas'.
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Oh yeah? That's cool. What's funny is when I was younger I thought it was really bad, so I would put down all the out-of-order parts in another document and force myself to write the actual thing in order, resulting in sub-standard scenes as I hurried to get to the part I wanted to write, and by the time I got there I'd have lost inspiration to write it anyway. It was just bad.
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... I like hearing that sort of thing on the radio, but I can quickly OD on that kind of talk in writers' blogs when they concentrate on their writing and their process and their angst and so on.
You got a dollar in a balloon? So they, like, rolled it up and inserted it into the balloon, then blew the balloon up? And so you had to pop the balloon to get it?
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Yes, I guess, because I had to smash the balloon to get it, and it was all sad and wrinkled up inside.
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the balloon thing is an interesting variant on the piƱata idea. I guess you could just as easily put a twenty-dollar bill in, or even a fifty. It could make a good lottery/gambling thing... you could have a bunch of balloons; people would buy a balloon for, say, five dollars. Each balloon would be guaranteed to have at least a dollar in it, but some lucky person would get a twenty. If you had ten balloons, you'd spend $29, but you'd bring in $50.... hmmm, maybe this idea needs work. Maybe you'd have to not guarantee that each balloon would have money in it....
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capitalist evil
(and to think I used to go around drawing hammers and sickles on the chalkboard in eighth grade...)
Re: capitalist evil
Re: capitalist evil
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No I can say with with pride: I'm a man! I'm 34!
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No you're not! You're a kid!
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