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Stretches and yawns...
Mar. 13th, 2005 11:38 amGood morning, flist! This will be a pretty random post about not very much, probably. May turn into a writing rant. We shall see.
So, yeah, we were at Wally World last night. What the frell, people? Why was everyone and their dog, horse, cow, and several chickens there at 10:30 at night? I mean, okay, we were too, so I guess I shouldn't be complaining too much. Know what I hate, though? Getting behind clueless people with a billion items in the self-checkout. Holy crap. I was done in two minutes (if that; I had two items), but I had to wait at least ten for these people to get their heads out of their butts and finish up. I'm pretty sure they might have walked out of the store without paying for everything too.
One of my items? Was the latest Hank the Cowdog book. *squees&flails* I don't know how John Erickson consistently writes such funny stories, but there's 45 books in this series and counting, and they're all great. I own them all. They're written for kids, but adults will get a kick out of them too. Trust me.
Also? I saw that horrid David Boreanaz movie "Valentine" in the $5.50 DVD bin. So, if anyone needs that movie to make their bad-movie collection complete, it's out now.
Mmmm. Girl Scout cookies. And NASCAR. And Wif Burritos. *pokes belly* Yeah, I'll gain a couple of pounds today. Must go return "Shaun of the Dead" and "Dr. Strangelove" soon. Both movies are freakin' hilarious. You have to have a certain kind of sense of humor to appreciate "Shaun," which I apparently do and the Hubby apparently does not. Ah well. And dude, someone needs to icon George C. Scott standing in the War Room with his hand on his head, staring in shock, because that's just an awesome image.
In other movie news, we saw "Robots" the other day. Run, don't walk, to the theater. You'll be glad you did. Another one for the DVD collection. (*squees&flails some more over the fact that "The Incredibles" is coming out in two days.)
And now for the writing rant/whine. Maybe I've gotten spoiled. Maybe it's been too easy for me. Maybe I care more now. I don't know. But it seems to me that it's gotten harder, not easier, to write lately. Take the CYAfic. For some reason, I don't think it should take me three weeks to pound out 4000 words. The Temp!Corp fic has been mocking me for nearly a year. Ditto for the "What if I stumble" MustardVerse story. What the hell, over? Do I have unrealistic expectations? Has the fact that I can scribble a drabble in 20 minutes made me think I can do the same for longer fic? Has the fact some some of these things practically write themselves given me the impression that all of them should? Argh.
Ah well. It's probably silly of me to be whining about taking three weeks to write a short story. I know some people have been wrestling with their fics for far longer. Maybe I'm just going through a dry spell. Blah. *goes back to staring at drowned!Viper fic and figuring out where it's going and why, exactly, I'm writing it*
So, yeah, we were at Wally World last night. What the frell, people? Why was everyone and their dog, horse, cow, and several chickens there at 10:30 at night? I mean, okay, we were too, so I guess I shouldn't be complaining too much. Know what I hate, though? Getting behind clueless people with a billion items in the self-checkout. Holy crap. I was done in two minutes (if that; I had two items), but I had to wait at least ten for these people to get their heads out of their butts and finish up. I'm pretty sure they might have walked out of the store without paying for everything too.
One of my items? Was the latest Hank the Cowdog book. *squees&flails* I don't know how John Erickson consistently writes such funny stories, but there's 45 books in this series and counting, and they're all great. I own them all. They're written for kids, but adults will get a kick out of them too. Trust me.
Also? I saw that horrid David Boreanaz movie "Valentine" in the $5.50 DVD bin. So, if anyone needs that movie to make their bad-movie collection complete, it's out now.
Mmmm. Girl Scout cookies. And NASCAR. And Wif Burritos. *pokes belly* Yeah, I'll gain a couple of pounds today. Must go return "Shaun of the Dead" and "Dr. Strangelove" soon. Both movies are freakin' hilarious. You have to have a certain kind of sense of humor to appreciate "Shaun," which I apparently do and the Hubby apparently does not. Ah well. And dude, someone needs to icon George C. Scott standing in the War Room with his hand on his head, staring in shock, because that's just an awesome image.
In other movie news, we saw "Robots" the other day. Run, don't walk, to the theater. You'll be glad you did. Another one for the DVD collection. (*squees&flails some more over the fact that "The Incredibles" is coming out in two days.)
And now for the writing rant/whine. Maybe I've gotten spoiled. Maybe it's been too easy for me. Maybe I care more now. I don't know. But it seems to me that it's gotten harder, not easier, to write lately. Take the CYAfic. For some reason, I don't think it should take me three weeks to pound out 4000 words. The Temp!Corp fic has been mocking me for nearly a year. Ditto for the "What if I stumble" MustardVerse story. What the hell, over? Do I have unrealistic expectations? Has the fact that I can scribble a drabble in 20 minutes made me think I can do the same for longer fic? Has the fact some some of these things practically write themselves given me the impression that all of them should? Argh.
Ah well. It's probably silly of me to be whining about taking three weeks to write a short story. I know some people have been wrestling with their fics for far longer. Maybe I'm just going through a dry spell. Blah. *goes back to staring at drowned!Viper fic and figuring out where it's going and why, exactly, I'm writing it*
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