I wish there was an editing function for comments on LJ. I'm supposed to be a writer, but I come off as semi-literate half the time in my comments because I'm typing and hitting the submit button too fast. I don't seem to find those mispellings and wrong words and grammatical boo-boos after it's too late.
I've also been reading back over my last couple of pages of entries and realizing how frivolous my entries are on here for the most part. I can be eloquent and I have things to say about serious topics, but you wouldn't know that from reading my LJ entries over the last month or so.
I don't have writer's block. I can't afford to. I write thousands of words every week and have them published because it's my job. But when it comes to motivating myself to do the writing I claim to love, to write about whatever I want to, I never seem to find the time to do it. I joined my Tuesday night writer's group to give myself a creative kick in the ass, but I'm only managing to go once or twice a month instead of every week. I had one story that was several years old critiqued, and the only thing new I wrote was a couple pages worth of an essay which I have since abandoned, unfinished.
I'm feeling a little disgusted with myself.
I've also been reading back over my last couple of pages of entries and realizing how frivolous my entries are on here for the most part. I can be eloquent and I have things to say about serious topics, but you wouldn't know that from reading my LJ entries over the last month or so.
I don't have writer's block. I can't afford to. I write thousands of words every week and have them published because it's my job. But when it comes to motivating myself to do the writing I claim to love, to write about whatever I want to, I never seem to find the time to do it. I joined my Tuesday night writer's group to give myself a creative kick in the ass, but I'm only managing to go once or twice a month instead of every week. I had one story that was several years old critiqued, and the only thing new I wrote was a couple pages worth of an essay which I have since abandoned, unfinished.
I'm feeling a little disgusted with myself.