Move Me – learning
Tuesday, June 19th, 2007
Going with the theme of the week (why I love blogging), I’d have to say the second reason why I enjoy this medium so much is because there is always something new to learn. When I first started almost three years ago with a personal blog, I had no clue what “html” was or how to use it. It was intimidating at first.
No stranger to wandering out to the deep end without much concern for life or limb, I rolled up my pant legs and waded in; I’m self taught and still learning. I’m also self aware enough to know that I’m NOT an expert, which is why blogging here at 451Press is so easy. I don’t have to think about the codes, or worry about tweaking this or getting that to read right in different browsers. I just write my posts, hit publish, and the people behind the curtain do all the heavy lifting.
Nice, eh? And, of course, I watch to see the improvements they make on the blogs here at 451Press, and learn from them. I can’t lose.
(Tomorrow – the actual writing part of blogging, sorta.)
Last week,
So I’m writing along, using the prompt from yesterday to write about a difficult time when a father-esque person helped me through a tough time in my life, doing my thing, which includes free writing on a blank doc on my laptop and also list making with a pen and note pad on the side – at the same time – and – if you were watching me – looks like the written equivalent of babbling like a drunken fool, when WHAM! I’m struck with this fantastic idea for a story.
So did you write a list about your dad – or a dad-like person in your life? A paragraph? Or did you free write about fatherhood? Remember – at this point in the writing process, just getting ideas down is what counts. I like to think of this as the Jackson Pollock part of the writing process – just splatter it all over the place and when you finally stop, step back and look, you may just see the makings of a masterpiece. But you have to start. There will be time to clean up later.
Holy Hannah, where did June slip off to? Wasn’t it just Mother’s Day?
Looking back over this week’s writing, I was all over the place. Very. But I did get some good writing done and stretched a bit regarding topics and genres – which I think is all a part of the growing and writing process.
Meeting deadlines is something I pride myself on in my work and in my writing (not always the same thing, usually). However, it is not unusual for me to be up at 4 am putting the finishing touches on a project or paragraph to make an 8 am deadline. And it is not because of procrastination, usually. Sometimes the words just won’t come – or sometimes the words come, but they don’t match what I’m trying communicate.
Yesterday, because of work obligations, I spent about six hours in a car driving from here to there and back again. Time and distance on the prairie is something to be considered and overcome. To pass the time, I tapped the “search” button on the car stereo, hoping for something interesting to listen to, and when I do that, invariably, the search ends when I find
A quote I found recently is by a Russian playwright named Ivan Turgenev:
Despite a relatively mundane weekend, I’m tired. So tired, in fact, I’m drinking coffee. I know! For someone who takes her caffeine cold and carbonated, that is a sign of desperation!
Umm – can you all hear me back there?
Ever get to the point in a piece of writing where you want to “look ahead” and see how it ends? Like those 