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Daily notes on my writing progess.
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wFriday, August 01, 2003 |
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My lack of ambition is apparent in my writing. My prose is littered with subject matter that is impersonal and devoid of any passion. That is because the act of putting to words honest emotions and feeling is my greatest fear. Being naked in both the physical and psychological form terrifies the fuck out of me. I can endlessly wax poetic about the dreamlives of cockroaches or the current state of a world I do not belong to, but ask me to write one goddamn paragrah about "who I am" and I draw a complete blank. Sure, I could tell you my interests, what I like to do and where I go for kicks, those arbitrary, superficial things that are used to describe us in personal ads, but they are meaningless and do not shed light on what is at the core of each individual. What has musical preference or cinematic taste got to do with anything? It certainly won't be on my epitaph. What will be on my epitaph? Perhaps I should work on one paragraph describing "who I am." And it won't contain one sentence about my hobbies.
posted by
Trois at 8:23 PM
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This is another update blog. I've been skimming through old articles I've written and some past samples of work that I will tinker with; work the kinks out and then post them on the site.
I've also updated the profile page, adding a link to my personal blog in which I go in depth to a certain degree about my everyday life. check it out if you like. I'd be much obliged.
Also, I think I may take down the whole Tokyo Trash section as I'm feeling rather uninspired by it and the story in and of itself is nonexistent, and therefore, a complete waste of time. I may direct my site's focus on short prose, essays, and reviews.
posted by
Trois at 1:19 PM
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wWednesday, July 30, 2003 |
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Okay! Updates...Added a new link to a film blog. Added three little snippets of writing to the Other Words section of the site. That about sums it up. I am in the midst of catching up on reading and writing some film reviews.
posted by
Trois at 8:23 PM
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wSunday, July 20, 2003 |
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wow. you know it's always tiring when you come back from abroad. it's hot outside. well, after the internship ended in late June, I took a trip with Mama to Paris. It's nice this time of year. I have only ever been to Europe in the Winter, during the offseason when everything is cheap, but nothing beats Paris in the summer. We went on to Venice and Rome and did that whole thing. Italian summers are HOT, HOT, HOT!!!
I can't write just the now, my brain is sweating. In a couple of days, I'll report back with more drivel.
posted by
Trois at 11:08 AM
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wFriday, June 13, 2003 |
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here is a snippet of a piece I'm working on.
Everything is sore and cramped today, like I drank too much coffee and didn’t get enough sleep. I baked a cake. It’s in the oven and there it shall remain for another 40-45 minutes until it is done, then it will be left to cool and set. Tomorrow is a big day. Don’t ask me why, but it is a big day, or it will be at least, by the time I’m through with it.
Tonight, my parents are entertaining guests. A therapist friend of my father by the name of Robert Clark and his wife. It is for this occasion that I was persuaded by Mother to bake my famous and equally laborious cream cheese pound cake with a hint of almond. I’ve met Mr. Clark twice. Nice man. A bit on the gruff side, appearance wise, but his face is kind and soft and his hair is rumpled brown with bits of peppery gray. He wears his shirts wrinkled and untucked, as if they had been tucked at one point into his pants, but as the day progressed, they came loose and left that way unnoticed. I had no idea the man was married until my parents announced he and his wife would be our guests at dinner. Not that I particularly cared or thought about this man’s marital status in any way, it was just something I hadn’t related to him. Usually, when you meet a person of that age (somewhere in the range of 35-40 give or take), you can sort of tell whether or not that person is the run of the mill family man or woman. You can tell by their “Parent-ness” and the way they carry themselves. Most married couples, even away from each other lug around that air of attachment. Mr. Clark never seemed to have that. Perhaps he is a newly wed.
posted by
Trois at 7:07 PM
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wMonday, June 09, 2003 |
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I am quitting smoking again. This time I mean business, though. No, really. I'm not kidding.
Whenever I feel a pang of nicotene withdrawal coming on, I think of sitting in front of the computer, typing up something constructive and that seems to lessen the pain a bit. Today I was busy doing stuff at the office so I didn't have time to feel any real cravings until after I got home.
I'm trying to be as productive as possible in my free time, write and read and all that studious junk, or even go to see a movie, but it's no good right now. All I can do is bite my nails.
posted by
Trois at 9:16 PM
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wFriday, June 06, 2003 |
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My biggest obstacle as a writer is my own lack of inspiration and initiative. Like many people, I make excuses. "Oh, I have to do this, I have to go here, I have to relax, and I'm tired and the words won't come out, anything to get away from the often painstaking process of opening up and creating something honest. It's hard work. You can read tons of books on "how to be a writer" but it won't do you any good if you can't sit in front of a computer or a pad of paper and get to work.
So today I had nothing on my to-do list and so I got up early, checked the mail, read the paper (more bad news), drank a pot of coffee, tended to the cats and guinea pig, did dishes, cleaned the house, etc, and when I got done with that, I sat at the computer, ready to type and what did I do? I opened up paintshop and drew a picture of my face. Now here I am, trying to work up the courage to come up with something meaningful.
posted by
Trois at 4:40 PM
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