The only thing to add to this is that occasionally, you need to RUN away, And that is COMMON SENSE. And a GOOD THING.
And I will dry your tears when you get home, because I will be so proud of you.
Writers are too neurotic to ever be happy. - Connie Willis
One of the rare things I disagree with the brilliant Connie Willis on, though I do take her point.
I don’t know. Maybe it’s true! I hope not, though. I was on the phone to a writer friend, and we were talking about goals, and I said I wanted to be happy, and I felt startled and a little awed by the idea.
It was me! I was the writer friend she was on the phone with. “Happy?” I believe I said, as though I’d misheard her. “I didn’t know you wanted to be happy.”
When I was in my early 20s and drowning in pretension, I remember my girlfriend at the time asking me why I didn’t even seem to WANT to be happy, and I told her that I didn’t find happiness a compelling goal for life.
I’m still not really motivated by a desire to be happy, and I may well be too neurotic ever to be happy. But I have come to believe now that happy is one of the most noble and heroic things that people can be. I undervalued happiness because I associated it with simplicity and inattention. In fact, I suspect that happiness almost always results from being both attentive and accepting.
Maybe that is what writers as a rule cannot do? I don’t know. I can be accepting until I have to be attentive, and I can be attentive until I have to be accepting, but when asked to do both, I always retreat into fiction, where I make the damned rules.(via fishingboatproceeds)
If I ever saw my muse she would be an old woman with a tight bun and spectacles poking me in the middle of the back and growling, “Wake up and write the book!
— Kerry Greenwood (via writingquotes)
Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert. 2006.
At LeakyCon, a young lady asked me how I dealt with bullying. I wasn’t able to give her a very good answer, which troubles me. Well, there were lots of shouts of “It gets better” and “Stay strong” and “We love you”. But when I put myself back in time to when I was being bullied, none of those things would’ve helped me. Yes, absolutely it does get better. But when you are being physically and psychologically tortured, it is difficult to remove yourself from the pressingness of the moment at hand. Here’s how I dealt with bullying: I cried, I hated myself, I hated my life. I didn’t deal with it, I survived it, but I never dealt with it. So here are two tips from someone with lots of experience. 1: It’s not about you, it has nothing to do with you, it’s about the assholes doing it to you. 2: Your job is not to deal with it, your job is to survive it, which you CAN do because it WILL end. And then yes, it will get better.
— Hank Green (via secondary-aftermath)
Welcome to the 6th annual Write Fifteen Minutes A Day Challenge!
This is for you if you want to write.
If you struggle to find time to write.
If you want to get ready for NaNoWriMo in November.
If you are wicked insecure about your writing ability.
And if you are a gifted and skilled procrastinator.
I’m committing. I got my 15 minutes in today with 45 minutes to spare! I used the NF prompt of LHA’s blog. Cathartic. I’m hopeful for the rest of the month.