Using My Words
I think it's time to use my words again. Granted, this post appears nearly three years after the last one, though it doesn't seem like so much time has gone by. Somehow I've slipped myself into a non-writing rut in which I constantly dream up ideas but lack the motivation to type them on a screen.
This doesn't make any sense. I've been writing since I was ten years old. All I've ever wanted to do was write, either as a hobby or as a living. Even if I wasn't getting paid for it, I've always believed I would constantly write, so I'm kind of bummed that I've let myself slip into such an apathetic state that I can't even write a few pages a day.
So, this is an effort to turn that around. LiveJournal, it seems, has become a vacant place. I remember when it was relevant before the days of MySpace and Facebook, but now it seems to have been relegated to an internet antique where ads have suddenly begun cropping up. And that's exactly what I'm looking for. This isn't an attempt to post my thoughts for attention (though I suppose posting them in any public forum means that I don't want them to necessarily be private); this is an attempt to go back to do the days when I wrote incessantly.
When I used big words instead of internet acronyms, when I didn't require a thesaurus in order to come up with a different word that had the same meaning, so that my writing didn't become redundant to read. In fact, part of the reason behind this is my cousin had an article published in a magazine, and after reading it, I was shocked by the eloquence of her writing, and maybe even a little jealous (in a positive way). It may be the motivation that I've needed.
For one, I am poor, and increasingly frustrated with my situation. I'm tired of living week-to-week, afraid of what will happen if my car breaks down, if my computer crashes, if I have some medical problem. I work a low-paying retail job even though I have a Master of Fine Arts degree in Screenwriting. I have not pursued it as ambitiously as I should have, obviously. I should be in a much more stable place, and even if I wasn't, I should be better off than I am now.
I'm the only one holding me back. So, it's time for a change and a commitment. I have to be committed to writing. Even when I'm tired from work, stressed about money, or just apathetic. I have to write. Not just because it is my strongest skill and can support me, but because it's who I am and who I always have been.
Starting today, the quest to end my time as an unfinished writer begins. My plan is to use this old LiveJournal account as a writing exercise, since I doubt anyone on my friends list actually reads or participates in this website anymore. I would express doubt in my ability to keep up with this, but I don't want to jinx myself from the very beginning.
Today's Goal: I will re-write 10 pages of my favorite screenplay. I'll report my progress on my next post.
This doesn't make any sense. I've been writing since I was ten years old. All I've ever wanted to do was write, either as a hobby or as a living. Even if I wasn't getting paid for it, I've always believed I would constantly write, so I'm kind of bummed that I've let myself slip into such an apathetic state that I can't even write a few pages a day.
So, this is an effort to turn that around. LiveJournal, it seems, has become a vacant place. I remember when it was relevant before the days of MySpace and Facebook, but now it seems to have been relegated to an internet antique where ads have suddenly begun cropping up. And that's exactly what I'm looking for. This isn't an attempt to post my thoughts for attention (though I suppose posting them in any public forum means that I don't want them to necessarily be private); this is an attempt to go back to do the days when I wrote incessantly.
When I used big words instead of internet acronyms, when I didn't require a thesaurus in order to come up with a different word that had the same meaning, so that my writing didn't become redundant to read. In fact, part of the reason behind this is my cousin had an article published in a magazine, and after reading it, I was shocked by the eloquence of her writing, and maybe even a little jealous (in a positive way). It may be the motivation that I've needed.
For one, I am poor, and increasingly frustrated with my situation. I'm tired of living week-to-week, afraid of what will happen if my car breaks down, if my computer crashes, if I have some medical problem. I work a low-paying retail job even though I have a Master of Fine Arts degree in Screenwriting. I have not pursued it as ambitiously as I should have, obviously. I should be in a much more stable place, and even if I wasn't, I should be better off than I am now.
I'm the only one holding me back. So, it's time for a change and a commitment. I have to be committed to writing. Even when I'm tired from work, stressed about money, or just apathetic. I have to write. Not just because it is my strongest skill and can support me, but because it's who I am and who I always have been.
Starting today, the quest to end my time as an unfinished writer begins. My plan is to use this old LiveJournal account as a writing exercise, since I doubt anyone on my friends list actually reads or participates in this website anymore. I would express doubt in my ability to keep up with this, but I don't want to jinx myself from the very beginning.
Today's Goal: I will re-write 10 pages of my favorite screenplay. I'll report my progress on my next post.