Dude. Where is my life? Yes, I've been MIA. Still working these 1-10 shifts that eat up my whole day. Received my first paycheck this Friday. Finally!
Now, I have two days off, but they will be spent revising/editing the novella. It's due Nov. 1 for the contest deadline. At this point, I don't think it's going to win or anything, but I want to at least submit it. Maybe the editors will be intrigued with the idea and invite me to submit the story as a longer piece. You never know.
Urban fantasy writer Justine Musk's latest blog entry
here talks about "practice novels." It got me thinking about my own writing. What if my thesis for school--my market-ready manuscript--is a practice novel? What if I'm still practicing? She brings up the point that the reason why some writers aren't published yet is because they haven't failed enough. I wonder if I fall into that category. I've had my fair share of rejections so far, but maybe I haven't earned my writing scars yet. That article scares and inspires me at the same time.
In that case, the latest story idea to pop in my head is a romantic-comedy. Isn't that crazy? I think I want something light and fluffy to write. I've already cast Ryan Reynolds and Rashida Jones as my models, and they're so just pretty together that I have to make their characters fall in love. Even though I said no on NaNo this year, I'm debating if this will work.
I still have my cough.
And here, have a video of the Dead by Sunrise concert I went to last week at the Roxy.
I had a total blast! Chester was practically sweating on me (yes, I was in the front row!) I doubt I can ever stand that close to him again since LP plays stadiums and stuff. And I don't know why, but at this concert, I noticed all the cameras and people recording/taking pictures, which is cool and all, but I stopped bringing my camera to live concerts for a reason--so I could be in that moment, and it forces me to pay more attention and to remember things. Aside from the security issues, having a camera creates a filter, you know? Why watch a live concert through a screen when the actual show is right there in front of your eyes? *shrugs* That's just me. Anyway, they played all the songs I wanted to hear from the album. Hmmm...if I sang along with all the songs, does it count as me singing a duet with Chester? Hehe. Because, dude, that's something I've always wanted to do. Yeah, it totally counts.
Today's random, deep, obscure thought: Sometimes boys do stupid things. Sometimes they make you smile when they do stupid things. Sometimes you feel stupid when boys make you smile when they're doing those stupid things. If you understood any of that, here--have a virtual cookie.
P.S. I missed SPN for two weeks and I don't feel guilty about it at all. I still LOVE, LOVE Glee and Sons of Anarchy. And I'm sad no one wants to go see Paranormal Activity with me :( All my horror movie buddies are back in Michigan, I guess.
P.P.S. I'm new to the state of California and all, but I'm still sad both the Dodgers and/or the Angels aren't going to the World Series. I guess it's gonna be the East Coast representing!