Like Nothing At All
So, I watched Life As A House because I had the urge to see Hayden Christensen with the eye make-up and because writing wasn't working and I'd already finished one manip today. This is note-worthy since I nearly never watch pure drama - or even half-drama for that matter - and, well, I'm sold. Life As A House is goddamn beautiful movie, Christensen does his job well (this so proves he's not a bad actor, I swear) and the rest of the story (meaning besides the father-son-relationship-getting-better -thingie) is just so incredibly credible.
And the music is great (in a non-epic way, but that doesn't make it any less epic in the means of greatness).
(And the make-up was so worth it.)
From slacking off and doing nothing I get to (Oh, damn it's snowing. When the hell will I get back to cycling to school?) I get to the thing which I am supposed to be doing: Property. As usual, everything's going as usual aka nothing is happening since I can't get over a single scene and don't know how to write things in little, non-chronological parts. I've discovered that I'm not very good at fighting/action sequences. Sigh.
And-
(It's spring dammit! Spring! Stop snowing, the winter's over! I'm going to be broke if I don't start going to school with bike soon and snow does not help a thing! It already was the coldest, snowiest winter in ages!)
I'm thinking I should start writing short stories. Maybe a collection of ones? Like, I don't know, tell a story through one-shots? Since I never seem to be able to finish my long stories.
The problem with writing is that the better you get, the harder it is. In life, it's usually the opposite. The more you do something and the better you get at doing it, the easier it becomes. In writing, to become better means you see the mistakes more easily and that makes the writing itself harder because you can't put a word in front of another without thinking about it an hour. I don't know if you'll get over it when you get even better, but I'm stuck at that point and I'm not moving. Which is why nothing happens whenever I open the Word.
But, oh well. Done with the complaining now.
And the music is great (in a non-epic way, but that doesn't make it any less epic in the means of greatness).
(And the make-up was so worth it.)
From slacking off and doing nothing I get to (Oh, damn it's snowing. When the hell will I get back to cycling to school?) I get to the thing which I am supposed to be doing: Property. As usual, everything's going as usual aka nothing is happening since I can't get over a single scene and don't know how to write things in little, non-chronological parts. I've discovered that I'm not very good at fighting/action sequences. Sigh.
And-
(It's spring dammit! Spring! Stop snowing, the winter's over! I'm going to be broke if I don't start going to school with bike soon and snow does not help a thing! It already was the coldest, snowiest winter in ages!)
I'm thinking I should start writing short stories. Maybe a collection of ones? Like, I don't know, tell a story through one-shots? Since I never seem to be able to finish my long stories.
The problem with writing is that the better you get, the harder it is. In life, it's usually the opposite. The more you do something and the better you get at doing it, the easier it becomes. In writing, to become better means you see the mistakes more easily and that makes the writing itself harder because you can't put a word in front of another without thinking about it an hour. I don't know if you'll get over it when you get even better, but I'm stuck at that point and I'm not moving. Which is why nothing happens whenever I open the Word.
But, oh well. Done with the complaining now.