Writing Goal for the Day?

The kidlet has passed the nasty stomach bug to Mr. Tat. Answering his text messages and fetching various things for a man two rooms away has taken over this evening's planned writing time. :rolleyes:

Chicken dance? Macarena? Alley cat?

Hokey pokey, of course, since that's what it's all about. :)

Or, for a fetish or bdsm story, the electric slide. :devil:
 
The kidlet has passed the nasty stomach bug to Mr. Tat. Answering his text messages and fetching various things for a man two rooms away has taken over this evening's planned writing time. :rolleyes:

Or, for a fetish or bdsm story, the electric slide. :devil:

Sorry about Mr. Tat. Hope he feels better soon. :(
 
My husband...hates watching the LOTR movies. Of the three, he dislikes The Return of the King the most, since it's "the movie with ten endings" that seem to drag on forever...I feel like the chapter I'm writing is the chapter with ten endings. I think each is necessary, but at the same time I feel that each is completely unnecessary. Oh, how I hate self-doubt.;)

For what it's worth, I love LOTR and all its endings! But I hear you about the self-doubt. I spent all weekend working on such a chapter.

At least we got a lot of much needed rain.

BTW, Syd? I found out where you got your name from today. I saw a license plate that read, in nauseating script... ;)

LOL! I have a friend who named her two sons Zachary and Taylor. She admitted not thinking about it until the deed was done.
 
Writing Muse Or Writing Mule?

Reading the posts here, it occurred to me that many follow their Writing Mule rather than their Writing Muse.

Every day they attach their mule to the plow, press their nose firmly against their mule's ass, and till another 40 acres of the same stuff.
 
Doesn't sound like me, no.

But even if it were, it beats leaving the mule in the barn and pretending it's out there pulling the plow.
 
Doesn't sound like me, no.

But even if it were, it beats leaving the mule in the barn and pretending it's out there pulling the plow.

Methinks there be plenty of asses in the field of writing.
 
As everywhere, I'm sure. I, for one, am furiously writing on stories that are dropping in my lap--purely on the inspiration of "what's different?"--for free reads here, when what I really need to be doing is writing a scheduled novella for the market. That, to me, is the definition of following the writing muse rather than the mule.

Don't need the sour grapes from someone who isn't following either the muse or the mule.
 
Just got back from visiting the in-laws so I'm not sure any writing aside from finishing and submitting the Halloween story will happen tonight. Probably too tired anyway, although I do have more hockey story comments and edits. Guess I'll get back to that tomorrow. Now I suppose I should do something about dinner; schedule's all off today as we had late breakfast, late lunch on the road, etc.
 
As everywhere, I'm sure. I, for one, am furiously writing on stories that are dropping in my lap--purely on the inspiration of "what's different?"--for free reads here, when what I really need to be doing is writing a scheduled novella for the market. That, to me, is the definition of following the writing muse rather than the mule.

Don't need the sour grapes from someone who isn't following either the muse or the mule.

You bear an uncanny resemblance to Francis the Talking Jackass.
 
The wife has arrived in the mountains and cleaning up the place for that event has slowed production down. I'm trying to get a mainstream edit to the author tomorrow, and I have three contest stories to write yet--but there's time for that (if I can keep remembering the plots).
 
Hope everybody is doing well. Best of health to you and your family LfT. I hope everybody gets better soon.

Good luck PL and congrats on the editing award, very well deserved.

I did my column and an article for a regional magazine and both sent to the editors. Now to grade papers...ugh!
 
With my Mister Noodle hat on today, I'm doing the weekend math homework to find the bestest form to exhibit confounding.

What do I mean?

Here's a classic example of confounding:

Lets say one of your test questions involves discovering the odd man out within a group of five animals. One is a squirrel, one is a skunk, one is a snake, one is a pig, and one is a sheep.

Which animal is different?

The correct answer is PIG. All the rest have common names that start with the letter S.

BUT the snake is a reptile (and has no legs), the others are mammals with legs.

The test maker failed to scrutinize the question for multiple correct answers (confounding).
 
Wow, retirement getting to you JB? That sounds like one of those trick mensa questions.

My favorite is how far can a dog run into the woods?


The oh so intellectual answer? Halfway, the rest of the way he is running out of the woods.

I think confounding is hiding common sense answers in the middle of ridiculous questions.
 
Wow, retirement getting to you JB? That sounds like one of those trick mensa questions.

My favorite is how far can a dog run into the woods?


The oh so intellectual answer? Halfway, the rest of the way he is running out of the woods.

I think confounding is hiding common sense answers in the middle of ridiculous questions.

I decided to write a hot lesbian sex story about a lawyer named SUE, and a LIT editor named PAGE.
 
As expected, no writing done. However, the Little Girls' new totoro is almost finished. It's orange. But arms, ears and tail have been attached, and nose put on. Tomorrow I'll do the last bit, and hopefully get back to some writing. Edits and adjustments to R&B6 and 7 are waiting.
 
I did get a contest story written today--and a mainstream publisher book edit bundled off to the author for review. Clearing the decks for a two-day jaunt to Frank Lloyd Wright's Falling Waters (and a night in a Frank Lloyd Wright house) at the end of the week.
 
Whee! Don't tell my advisor, but I'm taking advantage of the silver lining of having a sick kid--extra nap time--to do some lit writing during the day. I should be able to get everything but the sex of a Christmas story done today.
 
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