So, I have been following an argument about misogyny and rape (culture) going on here. The conversation also reminded me of a conversation with someone I knew on an online forum. The two sides of the argument went something like this: On one hand, you have a guy who is blaming rape on the male libido. On the other side of the argument, you have a few people who are attempting to explain that rape is about control and aggression and has almost nothing to do with the actual sex drive.
Monday, October 29, 2012
Thursday, October 25, 2012
Monday, October 22, 2012
A couple months ago It was suggested to me that since I have been having trouble even finding a retail job, that I should go talk to the manager and volunteer to work for free to prove that I could do the work and I could get hired. This struck me as an idea destined for failure, but the person suggesting it stated that this was a thing that could happen.
Saturday, October 20, 2012
This is for GBE2 Prompt 74 Cobwebs
There are long periods of time where I cannot write at all. I will have many ideas, but no motivation or confidence to write them down, or no ideas and all I can do is stare blankly at the page or the cursor while nothing much happens in my head. Sometimes for a little variety, I will have an idea, but no access to writing materials. Of course, when this happens and I do finally get access to writing materials, the brilliant idea has migrated elsewhere. This can be extremely frustrating, especially when I have projects that I want to work on but cannot because nothing is coming out the way I want it to, or at all.
It is not so much writer’s block as it is writer’s cobwebs. My brain is a very large dusty attic filled with old furniture and boxes and I can never find what I’m looking for because it is buried under a mountain of junk. If I am having a bad day, and there have been a lot of them, it can take me forever just to write two hundred words. (I am amazed by people who can apparently crank out a thousand words in an hour.)
So, here is a few of the things I do in order to clear out the cobwebs.
1. If I am having problems with one project, I will go work on a different project. The other project may or may not involve writing. (I usually have multiple documents open at once so I can move from one writing project to another.)
2. Take a walk/do something else for a while, either chores or just taking a walk. (I actually need to try to do this one more often.)
3. Read a book or watch TV for a while. Listen to music or watch videos on YouTube or something. (I like to watch fan-made music videos of the shows I watch. It can occasionally inspire me to write more.)
4. Research. This can be for something you are going to be writing, or it could just be something random, such as looking up a movie someone mentioned in an article or blog post. (This can occasionally be a pain because I am easily distracted and will completely lose track of time I as I look things up.)
5. If I am having trouble writing at the keyboard, it usually helps for me to switch to pen and paper, or vice versa.
Thursday, October 11, 2012
Five Flavors of Dumb combines a high school garage band that may or may not be good, with a would-be manager who is deaf in this slice-of-life young adult novel. Our Heroine is Piper, a high school senior who accepts a challenge to find a paying gig for the band “Dumb” within a month. (A band that somehow won a Battle of the Bands competition despite having only three songs, all covers to their name and not enough practice between them.) She accepts the challenge mostly because she needs the money; it seems that her parents decided to raid her college fund so they could pay for a cochlear implant for Piper’s baby sister Grace.
Saturday, October 6, 2012
This is for GBE2 Prompt 72 Exploring POV
For the first few days, I didn’t know what to do with myself. It didn’t seem quite decent for a young woman living alone to be taking in two houseguests, but the hiri seemed to do things differently. All we could get through the language barrier was that the magus couldn’t stay at the farm, and neither could Narani. After a few days of recuperating at the farm, Magus Karles and me got bundled into a cart and taken to Narani’s home.