01.19.2008
So... I woke up this morning with the idea that I'd sit down and complete at least one of the two stories that I've been cranking on. One of them is world related, the other is just a funny idea had.
So guess what?
That's right. You've got it. I've accomplished fucking dick today. Abso-fucking-lutely nothing. What a waste of a day...
And why is it a waste of a day?
Because work's been kicking my ass so hard I haven't had time to sit and go through my writing process. This means that I've completed one story since July. One! And that took me forever to do also. So with the very short amount of personal time that I have, I can apparently get nothing done.
Can you feel it? The god damn feeling of, "Well... shit. I guess my job really is eating my personal life."
And I work for myself! So that just kind of makes it sweeter. It would almost be better if I had a 9-to-5 because I could either leave the work at... you know, work or slap the cocksucker boss and quit. But I'm the cocksucker!
So yeah. There's nothing to this post. I'm just wasting time in the hopes something might kick in. But you know what? It's not. So I've written about a thousand words of shit today and that's all I really have to show for it.
Well... that and I sent Drug Enforcement off to be rejected by Heliotrope.
You know, rejection I can take, people. It's fucking not being able to put any words down on paper that bugs the living shit out of me.
Breathing deeply...
Okay. I feel better. Now I just need to go set a bum on fire or kick and orphan and I'll be tip-top again.
This is Colin. Out.