my little frankenovel and my hand's relationship with my head
I've currently written about 1800 words, which consists of 3 MS word pages (in a size 12 font). I'm not really gunning it, but i think it's probably the longest article i've ever written in decades without resorting to cheats, such as copy-paste-rephrase or gigantic fonts and huge letter spacing ( I'm sorry to all my language teachers).
I'm taking my time, but i'm not procrastinating or anything. I'm not in a writing block, unlike my other stories (which I shall revamp in time as short stories because I can't seem to make them work anymore) and i'm happy that I can continue writing it when I want to.
I did artworks recently too, and even if they're just ink drawings I think they're really nice. I think it could be part of a series of ink drawings in the future... maybe... if my hand says so. See, when I draw, my head just provides the idea. My hand has full control. I don't really know what will take form on the paper with the idea given to my hand. sometimes it agrees with the image in my head, but most of the time it does its own thing and makes a totally different artwork based on that idea. Sometimes my head thinks my hand is crappy like that too.
I always think that-like my hand's relationship with my brain- we should organize ourselves before we can attempt to organize things outside our immediate reach. I always have different things going on in my head that sometimes I believe there are 16 or something different entities in there all crammed up and fighting for control, or agreeing with each other and merging into a better something. whavever. i'm rambling.
I'm taking my time, but i'm not procrastinating or anything. I'm not in a writing block, unlike my other stories (which I shall revamp in time as short stories because I can't seem to make them work anymore) and i'm happy that I can continue writing it when I want to.
I did artworks recently too, and even if they're just ink drawings I think they're really nice. I think it could be part of a series of ink drawings in the future... maybe... if my hand says so. See, when I draw, my head just provides the idea. My hand has full control. I don't really know what will take form on the paper with the idea given to my hand. sometimes it agrees with the image in my head, but most of the time it does its own thing and makes a totally different artwork based on that idea. Sometimes my head thinks my hand is crappy like that too.
I always think that-like my hand's relationship with my brain- we should organize ourselves before we can attempt to organize things outside our immediate reach. I always have different things going on in my head that sometimes I believe there are 16 or something different entities in there all crammed up and fighting for control, or agreeing with each other and merging into a better something. whavever. i'm rambling.