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Saturday, March 16, 2019

Pierwalker Log: March 16, 2019

Writing start: 10:52 A.M.
Finish: 3:45 P.M.
Total new words (est.): 500
Edited (est.): 15200

1. Failure: 200 new words
Notes: A new chapter. So close to the end now. Some serious bad-ass epic heroism is about to commence.

2. Book Three Melody: Read-through of chapter fourteen
Notes: I believe this chapter is the end of Part One. We'll see.

3. Ant Story: Primary edit number six of chapter five
Notes: Kye has got it! I've put this story on the back burner for a little while so I can let it simmer and so I can get to some other projects that have been waiting a long damn time for me to get to them. I'll probably get back to it near the end of this year or early next.

4. Fractalverse V5: Off

5Rapscallion: Read-through of chapter three

6. Angel: Book Three: 300 new words
Notes: I want this chapter--chapter one--to really set the tone here.

7. T-Bag: Primary edit number three of chapter four

8. Rumpel: Off till 3/20

Special Projects:  Transcribing Montaigne: off; preliminary work on next illustration for Book Three

Extra notes: Tomorrow is my mother's birthday. Were she alive, she'd be 90.

She was the only true parent I ever knew, and one of the only true friends I've ever known. Her example guides and informs me every single day.

Happy birthday, Mom. I love you.


I long ago invented a word: bestness.

Greatness depends on the masses. It depends on their approval, and in large enough numbers for them to agree, however unconsciously (as herd animals are wont to do with most things in life), that one is great.

Greatness therefore depends on the herd's definition of what it is, what it entails, what or who qualifies, what or who doesn't qualify.

Greatness is what most people aim for: they want to be known as great: as a great parent, a great speaker, a great writer, a great athlete, a great teacher, a great employee, etc. The herd's approbation and approval are all that matters. In the realm of writing, of authoring books, greatness is partially defined by bestsellers' lists and the like; selling the rights to one's stories to movie studios; getting on talk shows; being a celebrity.

It's all that matters to the vast majority of writers. Don't let them tell you anything different. They're lying if they do. Don't believe them.

Bestness doesn't rely on the herd in any way. It is an entirely self-referential state of purified and motivated beingness. It is giving your life and your work and those you love your very best--without regard to what the herd will think about those efforts. It doesn't give a shit about fame and fortune. It doesn't give a shit about celebrity. It doesn't give a shit about fitting in.

Such authentic folks are rare. And the higher up the celebrity ladder one looks, the rarer they become--exponentially so. This culture's current obsession with "authenticity"--especially as it tries to sell you everything from political philosophies to cars to tampons to refrigerators to arthritis medicine--is as plastic and fake and false as the culture itself. Don't buy the bullshit; and more importantly, don't let it insinuate itself inside your psyche. Refuse to be brainwashed. That new Volvo won't make you unique, a trendsetter, a nonconformist. Wake the fuck up.

Give up trying to be great. It's a trap. Instead work at being your best.

Good luck.