After high school she sought to run her own cafe because of insecurities. She wasn't smart enough to go to a real university like
. And out of all the jobs she could think of, running a
seemed the most respectful.
The first few times you go to coffee with somebody are almost always quite exciting. Both people listen to each other and it turns out to be an exciting exchange of ideas and theories. After a few times this excitement fades. You both begin to realize that in fact all...
The most interesting client was by far a man named Justice who lived in
. By the time I joined the project, the team consisted of two Korean developers who had been working under Justice for an indeterminate amount of time and Pierce's two most senior devs stateside. I...
night. Pitch black where she sat inside an orange SUV, the engine cut on the unlit parking lot across from the gas station. Jeannie was inside, picking up a 24 pack of
using her cousin's ID.
Two things were on Imogen's mind as she listened to...
didn't drive as smooth as the
. That's the sort of things you needed to do when you weren't in a big city like SF where you were surrounded by luxury cars everywhere so a sleek ride didn't attract any eyeballs.
It had rained everyday until Friday so the air was cool. The clouds didn't give us their all, she thought as she looked up. Or new clouds had simply formed already in their place after falling to the ground as rain.
I honestly can't claim any horizon projects because I'm not working on anything at the moment that I have outcome based expectations for yet.
I do have general expectations for continuing to develop the world of and the characters within it... which I'm doing in the "I found the diaries of Greco" series, but even with that I see it more as practice than a thing I'm horizoning.
Let me know if I'm thinking of horizon projects different than you. I'm interpreting it as the biggest, active project that you are planning to complete.
Similarly to the saving hte best part for later fallacy that writers make, I think you should just write it through. Write it through because then the real part begins. Finding what's wrong with it and why it sucks.
Most writers seem to do a better job with fixing bad writing then creating bad writing. Most writers refuse to write bad stuff so they sit with their phone in their hands staring at or or motiviational videos instead.
Trust me, your story's going to suck really bad. No matter how great you think it is in your head. So get it out and then let's make it good.
I touch on this in
Also recommend the article that's mentioned in that post. In fact just read that.
I think this is why it's more important at our level to try many different projects rather than get hung about one not working out so well.
When you say slow projects mean something more to us... I'm reminded of long projects. Like my world of I've been working on for years. Or at least in the world for years, even though I might not write for it for months at a time.
but I wouldn't call that a slow project... more of a long proejct.
right as i wrote this i just realized... it is slow. Just not slow in the way the slow projects I was imagining in my previous comments were.
Macro Slow vs micro slow.
I love writing for ... I love that you called it westtown that's hilarious. and no that's not just or ... it's kinda more Lansing + + something else more imaginary.
but because I love writing for it and it's the world I've been forming for so many years, I feel like it's sacred and I shy away from writing for it.
I think actually the next step is to not treat it as sacred and go all in on it in terms of execution. Wht do I have to lose? what do i fear i will lose?
I'll tell you. I fear that I will lose my profound love for that world.
BTW think it's hilarious you called Gabriel Gabe. Think that's the first time anyone's called him that here.
It was after dropping off Sal for his afternoon Chemistry class that she had a day to spare. Just a few hours more honestly, but hours in the afternoon seemed to stretch on for her these days. Mornings and evenings would fly by but the liminal space of sunny, summer...
Against all expectations, we ended up at a
. Cheryl had drove while John sat in the back of their red Jeep with me smoking hand rolled cigarettes. I was feeling a smooth type of wired from the matcha as Cheryl took us out of the lush greenery of...
It's very funny that you say that sounds like your type of place. Because when I first read that few days ago I immediately thought that can't be true. How could Keni belong in a place like Westcity??!!
I now read this again and I think. Of course. Yes. She would belong there. I can't put it into words right now but I do see such a place for you there.
Forgive me if I ever turn attributes of you into characters within Westcity haha.
The error is nested so deep within the stack trace he feels cortisol flood out from his capillaries. After a few seconds of leg shaking he shuts down the laptop, shoves it into his messenger bag, and escapes.
Outside he is cast
Blue. Bad day for perfect weather he thinks...
The kind of town I like's a busy one. That's why I'm glad to have left New York, where you would think everyone was busy but they really aren't. As in they can take their long lunches and coffees. Their schedules are booked for sure, but they can just move...
I lived in a town with afternoons wide open to things like coffees, long lunches, and most importantly drinks. Although every one of my friends were employed in a variety of industries, you would think they all shared the same goal. To get out of working in the afternoon.