Remember when I was going to write something every day for 10 days, got really excited, wrote two in one day, and then wrote nothing yesterday?
Shit. HOW EMBARRASSING.
The lame excuse I already used once this morning: "I mean, I wrote two in one day, so, it's like, still technically Day 3, so I'm not really behind."
Shut up, Alison.
When did I get so great at making excuses? I'm sure my dad would love to answer that question. I've probably been making excuses to get out of things since I learned how to speak. It's pretty silly.
Excuses that ran through my mind last night and this morning:
1. I'm not sure what I want to write about right now.
2. Hungry.
3. Sleepy.
4. But I can do it later!
Basically, I am an infant.
When I went on the Google just now and typed my favorite word, "excuses," I found this article, "How to Kill Your Excuses"—it's brief, and it's really all common sense, so why don't I stop being an infant and actually use some common sense? Once, someone told me, "You're such a smart girl, but sometimes you act like you have no common sense."
Ouch. But in retrospect, a valid point. Thank you, person who shall remain nameless. Like this article says, I'm ready to kill my excuses "like the miserable maggots they are."
It also linked to this video. Next time I make an excuse for something, I'm going to think about this:
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Friday, June 10, 2011
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
In Which I Embark on an Experiment
Hey Groupies!
Don't be scared. It's not THAT kind of experiment. What does that even mean? I really don't know.
Anyway! The experiment. The experiment!
It's kind of a crazy notion, considering how bleak the Rainbow Chronicles have been looking all of 2011. Only an average of seven posts a month? How pathetic.
I am going to write something every day for the next 10 days. And I am going to post it. And you are going to read it. And then you're going to pay me. (Just kidding. But if you want to pay me, that's fine. I accept cash, but Layla and Mufasa prefer money order.)
I'm looking at it as sort of a jump-start exercise routine for my writing brain. I've gotten so caught up writing Groupons all day long that my other writing has suffered. My blog, once a finely toned bicep, has turned to flab. Ugggh. See? I can't even think of a fucking metaphor.
And now that I have told you all about this experiment, you can scold me, via the Interwebs, if I don't follow through.
Cool? Cool.
I'm glad we had this talk, Blogger.
kisses,
Alison
Don't be scared. It's not THAT kind of experiment. What does that even mean? I really don't know.
Anyway! The experiment. The experiment!
It's kind of a crazy notion, considering how bleak the Rainbow Chronicles have been looking all of 2011. Only an average of seven posts a month? How pathetic.
I am going to write something every day for the next 10 days. And I am going to post it. And you are going to read it. And then you're going to pay me. (Just kidding. But if you want to pay me, that's fine. I accept cash, but Layla and Mufasa prefer money order.)
I'm looking at it as sort of a jump-start exercise routine for my writing brain. I've gotten so caught up writing Groupons all day long that my other writing has suffered. My blog, once a finely toned bicep, has turned to flab. Ugggh. See? I can't even think of a fucking metaphor.
And now that I have told you all about this experiment, you can scold me, via the Interwebs, if I don't follow through.
Cool? Cool.
I'm glad we had this talk, Blogger.
kisses,
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