elegantwaste's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- bitches I refer you all back to my 2002 entry in which I said: Listen, kids. If in 362 days I say "Hey! I have a good idea! I'm going to lock myself up in a house for three days with a computer, and write a novel!" shoot me. Now, those of you with me back then, I have a question for you. Where are the bullets? Where are the emails telling me I'm a stupid bitch? As I said a year ago, my attention span is 7 minutes. I can work for 7 minutes and then take an hour break. This is NOT good. A huge part of my problem is that I start grad school in two days - TWO DAYS - and that's fucking scary, yo. Now, I didn't quit, and I won't. I think I'd rather not finish than quit. I'll say, yeah, I tried for three days, and it didn't quite happen. Because it's not like I'm doing much else. And I have 29 hours left. What I have is laughable. That's okay. But still, bitches! Who's got my back?! Next year, for real. No more three-day novel. 6:45 p.m. - 2003-08-31 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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