A Second Set of Wings
Friday, September 2, 2016
In which one of my besties gives me really good advice about not giving a damn in order to break a long dry spell since I'm Mormon and I won't just pour myself a glass of vodka
or fiction if you like
its the weird stuff we encounter, no matter how simple or mundane that other people like to read
I'm too concerned with what my fiction is "about" and not worried enough about story.
yeah, I was figuring that
thats what I meant about not caring
I think I'm getting too caught up in agenda
I do that too
but I'm not near the thinker you are
You're absolutely right. I totally care WAY TOO MUCH.
And it's not like I have to turn out grad school worthy stuff every time. Even though that's what I'm expecting of myself.
you'll just wear yourself out
for kids who don't give a sh*t and writing you can deal with later
And that's what I'm doing
It's ridiculous, but I've set incredibly high standards for myself that NO ONE but me is expecting
It's a hard habit to break.
not when you are exhausted and have better things to do
its a prioritization problem
you've only got the time and energy you've got
decide you don't give a sh*t, and the priorities will shift to where they should be
Bonnie's new mantra for fiction class... "it doesn't matter"
or if it's more convincing, "it just doesn't f**king matter"
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