Bad Writer…Bad!

I’m pretty sure we (writers) all are. If the writer is capable of turning out good material like a conveyor belt with little to no distraction (life, internet, a cat biting her sunburned ankle at 4:30 in the fucking morning) than I envy them to the point of deserving death. I mean envy is one of the seven deadly sins after all. DEATH!

Ok, that may be a little bit overkill.

Point is…I suck. I haven’t finished a single short story since I decided to publish an anthology of them on the 31st of October.  I’ve only written two blurbs on the short stories I do have when I was supposed to be posting one every Friday.

And the first week of October is almost over.

I think I started this crap in August. In my defense nature did try to flush us all away (you only got my car, Harvey!!! bahahaha!!), but excuses are just escapeisms. If I never try I can’t fail…you know?

What? That’s not failing. That’s totally succeeding at not attempting to do shit!

Success!

Of course 80 year old me (I was going to put 90 year old, but that might be pushing it considering my propensity for doing stupid shit…for science!) is going to be stupid pissed at the rest of my ages for not at least fucking attempting. (and I’m not talking posting shit on the internet thats probably already been stolen at least once)

Tomorrow is Friday. Short story blurb time. Tonight is game night. I should totally translate those crazy shenanigans into stories, but, goddammit, I suck at translating fact into the written media. I can write during game though. After I finish my budget and figure out how to live on a job that is not currently giving me a paycheck.

Blarg.

I miss writing about my life. I was trying to make this specifically a “hey look I’m an author” blog site, but that’s not entirely me and I totally need to do me (because I’m totally fucking hot ::grins::). So, if you enjoy getting peaks into the lives of strangers feel free to drop by. Things that will be in there:

-life as a cosplay mom

-my experiences in the world of kink

-dating a man 30 years older than me

-pirate shenanigans (I spell that word correctly about 1 in 5 times)

-What did Nyx do this time?

Until next time, your battle weary Raven is out.

Peace!

 

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Bind me in the softest leather 

Tightly to keep me together 

Be sure to mark your favorite places 

In among my weathered pages

Learn my stories, feel the words

Especially those unheard

And though you know I am not new

My cover is removed just for you

Lose yourself inside my leaves

And come together in sweet release