It’s a waste of time. Sure, it takes a while to get Emacs almost perfect, but once it has reached that state you only then need to achieve perfection which is a never-ending goal, but one worth striving for. This is dissimilar from other editors which cannot even approach almost… Read more »
If this morning’s 1000+ words is any indication, then yes. I like what I’ve written, which is better than the alternative. Will I still like it tomorrow? Ask me tomorrow. My work was done on the Linux beta of Scrivener, which I quite enjoy, but did it make me any more… Read more »
1155 words yesterday, and some work all this past week. I have finally emerged from the darkness. I’m being melodramatic. Still, it was hard to begin again, but now that I have my head is teeming with ideas and there is nothing else that I want to do except write.
939 words this morning. Is chocolate guava even a reasonable combination? I should try it before assuming it would taste good. I confess, I have no idea what guava tastes like. But chocolate? Surely that makes anything better.
600+ words yesterday. A fair production in the time available. I fear I’ve added too much cruft.
I’m still going. 1400+ words yesterday. The story grows in unexpected ways. Last week it tried to strangle me, and I was forced to cut one of its grasping, sucking tentacles. It hurt me more than it hurt it.
496 words. None even close to good. Pitiful, clumsy, foo. That was supposed to be ‘fool’, but ‘foo’ adds a Mr. T vibe which is entirely inappropriate. Wa wa Wa Ubaal. I should make a song of it. One in which the dancers have blood rained upon them.
564 words, all of them different from one another, I promise. I hardly used the same letters. It’s true, no hope, but sacrilege, decay, muck, and ruin. An old woman in a frayed robe, stained. The skin of a great serpent.
I’ve returned to writing this morning with some success. 722 words. Could have been more, and should have. Definitely none of the words were good. Dwarf, demon, teenager, girls. A necklace of tongues. Virgins. Jungle, jungle, jungle, killer, killer, kill her, etc.
Now that I look at it again, I may remove that word. In any case, 514 this morning. I think 500 words is a reasonable goal on a work day. Hard to do better in such a limited time, though I wish I could do more. Today, among the words,… Read more »