I have come to the decision that I want to spend the rest of my life reading, writing, blogging, editing, revising, etc. I don’t want to just pursue writing as a hobby or for fun. I’m serious about it. So serious in fact that I want to study writing and English in post-secondary. Serious enough to go after a career in this industry.
You think I’m crazy, right? Crazy enough to follow my dreams, to listen to my heart, to do something I love?
Then yes, I am crazy.
Unless the meaning of stupid has changed in the last, oh I don’t know, two seconds. Otherwise, someone might need to invest in a dictionary.
Writers are the least arrogant, condescending, narcissistic people in the entire world. Scratch that, make it the whole solar system.
I’d like to see others wake up at 5 in the morning to write for an hour or two. How about staying up past midnight revising a chapter or ten?
Just a warning though, don’t bother or distract me when I am in the zone.
In any case, have a wonderfully productive weekend writing. I’m just realizing how awkward that previous sentence sounded. Also, while I was in the zone I found out I used the word “that” about 8 times in less than 800 words. Yes, I have “that” problem. See what I did there? *Wink* I won’t bother to correct my badly structured sentence or rewrite my blog post without using that. I’m in the writing zone right now, not the editing/revising zone.