I wrote a couple thousand words yesterday, completing a complicated section of plot finalizing my main characters’ first meeting. Something most people would think of as drudgery instead brightened an already satisfying day for me. Writing changes everything. It acts as an outlet for frustration with real life incomprehensible to other people. Disliking something in a news article, I often times incorporate it into whatever I’m working on, and change the outcome. No one can stop me from reversing an event on my computer in a story. I’ve rewritten politics, battles, religion, and solved world shaking problems with but a couple thousand words. Heh, heh, heh… and no one can stop me. :)
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
The Act of Writing
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Don't you feel all powerful? It's cool that we can make things happen just the way we want to when we write.
By the way, my lovely Escort snapped its serpentine belt on Friday, just in time for Christmas. Insert sad face here. I guess I'll have to bum rides to work until the Tool Box is open, hopefully Thursday.
Hope you're having a super day.
Ah, the power of the written word. Congrats on the word count! :)
Thanks, Sandra, sometimes no matter how much preventative maintenance you do to the ungrateful four wheel trolls, they still screw you over. :) I hope you can get the Escort back on the road in short order.
Yea, Jordan, I put Camelot back together in modern times. :)
Interesting to know.
Thanks for commenting, Caroline. :)
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