This blog site is for Endless Ranting. Those that know me will tell you that I love to talk, and where else better than the internet to spew off unsolicited opinions and general silliness? Just consider this my garbage disposal of random emotion.

Saturday, January 08, 2011

365 DOM: Update

I know I"m a couple of days behind.  A nasty criticism caused a hiccup in my confidence, and I'm doing my best to ignore it. 

I want to apologize for the typos and grammatical errors.  As I have in the past, I am writing without looking back, and just clicking Send without thinking about it.  The second try to proofread or edit anything I write, and the story would never be published.  

I have a confession to make.  I'm a comment whore when it comes to my writing.  As soon as I post a story, I check my comment section to see if anyone had responded yet.  I'm told that whether it's writing, or posting pictures of yourself, or whatever, everyone has been guilty of it in one form or another, so I shouldn't worry about it.  Still, I don't want people to believe that I'm doing this just to get attention.

Besides, that's only part of it.

Anyway, once again, I have a million stories bubbling in my head, and they are begging for attention.  When I get "writer's block", it isn't because I can't think of what to type, but rather, which one to do next.  

And for the nasty critic that I didn't respond to privately, I will only say this.

Yes, I have some incredible stories.  I have seen a lot of shit in my life, and a side effect of that is that my life experiences usually vary from someone who has had an admittedly boring life.

Yes, I realize that my writing could use a spit and polish.  But I'm not doing this professionally, and you aren't paying for it, so why the hell does it matter?

Yes, out of respect for all concerned, I do make some changes to my story.  Absolutely unessential elements of the story do get changed, like names and certain locations, but I can assure you that these stories are true.  If doing what I do to the stories suddenly makes them fiction, then so be it.

I'm not going to lie.  This shit is hard.  And it's going to get harder as time goes on.  But I feel that if I am going to call myself a writer, I need to write.  Just like someone calling themselves a bodybuilder, needs to continue to life weights. 

So, that's it I guess.  I'll get caught up this week, and as far as I'm concerned, I'm going to keep doing this project until someone tells me to shut the fuck up.  

Will I be able to come up with 350 stories?  Anyone who has met me know that I can come up with that many stories over the course of a weekend.

Have a good weekend everyone.  See you in the next installment.

Love you all.

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