I was going to blog tonight, BUT I am finally watching last night’s episode of The People vs. OJ Simpson and it is intense. Of all of the Someone vs. Someone movies/TV shows I’ve seen this week, this one is definitely my favorite. SO INTENSE. I can barely focus.
I mean, I lived through this. Kind of. I was young, but was it really like this? I think I am going to do some research when this is done. I always do. Because I’m a nerd who likes to point out historical inaccuracies.
Are you watching The People vs. OJ Simpson? What are you watching?
I hate revisions.
I mean, I can do a simple edit just fine. Change a few words, fix some spelling errors. But once I get something on paper (or computer), that’s it. I can’t imagine going back and completely changing scenes and plotlines.
For me, once it’s there, it’s there. I know it’s not perfect, but it’s hard for me to envision it any other way. Am I supposed to be? Is there a way to make this easier?
I always dread doing revisions. I always feel like I am doing them wrong. Change should come quicker, easier. Should I be enjoying it?
Am I the only one who feels this way?
I feel like I am losing my mind. (Maybe it’s just because I’m exhausted. Are Tuesdays more exhausting for anyone else than Mondays?)
- I was driving home from work yesterday and opened my water bottle thinking, “Man, if I spilled this right now, it would go all over my lap and make it look like I peed myself.” I then proceeded to do just that.
- I planned my WHOLE WEEKEND around grading the 150 essays that I need to grade for work. What did I leave at work? All of the essays. And the folders I had to organize. Who doesn’t have a key to get in on the weekend? That’s right.
- I was looking for this pen that I like to use when I write. It went missing. I looked for it for three days. I tore my apartment apart. Where did I find it? Hiding under my TV remote.
I’ve always been a little ditzy ( a lot according to my family), but this week I seem to have misplaced my brain. Where do I find it?
Co-authoring has always intrigued me. There aren’t many novels out there with multiple authors. In fact, I can only remember reading a few (Peter and the Starcatcher by Dave Barry and Ridley Pearson, The Royal We by Heather Cocks and Jessica Morgan). Writing can seem like such a solitary pursuit, but for me, it’s always been the opposite. Writing with friends is what got me into writing in the first place.
I started writing, really writing, with my friend Megan when we were teenagers. I don’t know why. I think I was jealous that she had written something with another friend. We liked to goof around, insert ourselves into our favorite stories, write about inside jokes. But as we got older, the stories became a little more serious, a little more realistic. A few years ago, we even tried rewriting one of those stories we had written as teenagers, hoping to publish it.
We’ve kind of faded off in our writing together (because being adult we have lives now – gross) (actually, she has a life, I read all the time), but that bond is still there. We still remember those stories and laugh about them. And we’re still close now, which is the best.
And I write with some other friends too. Again, those stories are kind of silly and never amount to anything (and more often than not, fade off), but it’s always so fun to plan and create with a friend. It’s my favorite bonding activity. Because I’m weird like that.
I love historical movies. Good or bad. If there’s a period costume, I’m there.
Unfortunately, I was a history major in college. Which makes me a history buff. Which makes me pick apart those movies I love.
For example, I am currently watching The Other Boleyn Girl for the first time since I read the book. And it’s not a faithful adaptation of the book (nor was the book entirely faithful to real life events), but the thing that drives me the most crazy? Not the bad accents or the cheesiness. No. WHY ISN’T HENRY’S HAIR RED?
Yes, that is what is bothering me.
It’s like this in every historical movie I watch. I enjoy them, but I find one thing to pick apart.
Is that normal?
Or am I just too nerdy for my own good?