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Tuesday, June 19, 2018

Pierwalker Log: June 19, 2018

Writing start: 9:05 A.M.
Finish: 1:48 P.M.
Total new words (est.): 700
Edited (est.): 11,500


1. Failure: Off till July 16

2. Book Three Melody: Align edit of chapter four
Notes: Another good chapter.

3. Watson: 300 new words
Notes: Slow-going but good.

4. Love Story: Off till June 23

5. Ant story: 400 new words
Notes: More infrastructure, which at this point I must, cleverly or not (more likely not) begin to defer in favor of the plot.

6. T-Bag: Primary edit number five of chapter two
Notes: It goes to Kye tomorrow, and is put up at Archive!

7. Fractalverse: Volume 5: Read-through of last two poems

8. Firefly: Off till tomorrow

Extra notes: We're going to paint the TARDIS this summer. We have to; the owners of the RV park have taken a set against us (the reason why is likely a future blog post) and demanded in retribution that we have to "do something about our paint problem" or move. In four years they haven't complained about the TARDIS' appearance even one time, so if I decide to land their asses in court in a lawsuit, I'm pretty sure we'll be victorious.

Potential legal problems aside, I have never tried doing something like this. I'm a bit intimidated; but I feel strongly that if I take simple baby steps, one at a time, maybe a few each week, pretty soon I'll look back in wonder at my progress. That's my hope.

It's a lot like writing a novel in that regard. Just a few hundred words a few times a week, doing a lot of reading through of what you just put down, taking your time, getting your ducks in a row ... Soon you look back and are startled at just how far you've gone.

I don't consider myself a genius by any traditional measure or meaning of that word. Of its measure and meaning, I must object to both. Genius, to me, is ninety percent simply showing the fuck up, and doing so consistently, optimistically, persistently, and with the intent to learn and grow. Focus makes up a large part of the rest of it, and love is essential to all of it. I've known too many with "genius" IQs who have thrown their talents down the toilet in an effort to fit in and be like everyone else.