the more I try to change or be different in my writing the more I like who I already am. Which is to say, I can’t “reinvent” myself because I’m still forming my original idea of “me”.
As a writer, I’m often stymied by the Tyranny of What’s Good. It’s the source of most of my insecurities and writer’s block.
So today I wrote this out as a pep talk to tape to my computer, to help me keep going. Maybe it will help someone else.
Nice to see words of inspiration
I finished a book tonight. Not just any book. A hardcore, literary masterpiece. I don’t even think I’m exaggerating when I say that. It’s called “100 Years of Solitude” by Gabriel Garcia Marquéz. If you’ve never heard of it, look it up.
I had first heard about this book in GQ magazine “Everyman must read list” like 2 years ago. GQ hasn’t really put a description of the book, all they put in was a quote by Bill Clinton. And that was enough for me to want to pick it up. Here’s Mr. Clinton’s quote
"Once, instead of paying attention to the class, I read Gabriel García Márquez’s One Hundred Years of Solitude. At the end of the hour, [the professor] asked me what was so much more interesting than his lecture. I held up the book and told him it was the greatest novel written in any language since William Faulkner died. I still think so."
Well anyway, I picked up the boom at the public library because, surprisingly, my college library didn’t have until a couple of weeks ago. That was back around mid May. And I was really excited that I was reading such a big book I’m talking about 417 pages here. I can’t even think of what book I’ve read that is that long. I can’t even think of the last book, since high school, that I’ve actually finished.
It had seemed to me that reading “100 years” was a rather big undertaking, I had decided that as a life altering event, 24 year old me would finish the book before or on my 25th birthday. That was June 11. Today is August 20th.
To be continued!
I love to write. I love the Internet and its crazy ability to provide me with hundreds and thousands of ways to express my self creatively. I can thank Tumblr for sure. And It’s crazy for me to think that Tumblr has been the best outlet for, yet I purposely distant myself from using it.
It’s weird. It’s like, I know that I can write for my blog, but I’m actively resisting the urge to do so. I have this thing that I’ve been doing for a while. I’ll reject an activity simply because I don’t want to feel like once I’ve done I won’t do it again. Here’s a perfect example: Two years ago I got the TMNT:Vol 1 book (it’s ninja turtles btw). And the moment I got it, I fell in love with it. But during these last 2 years, I have not finished reading it because I feel like I want to let it “age” like some kind of wine or cheese to later enjoy. I’m honestly, that’s what I’m doing to my tumblr. But what the hell? I want to write, right? So I should get on here more often! And that’s what I’m going to do!!
It’s that time again! That time in which I sit down and drink my coffee before I head off to work. I have just a few moment to write this and I’ll take extra time if I have to.
Tomorrow is my birthday. I will be turning 25. I am reaching a quarter century of living. And you might not think it’s *that* big of a deal, I feel it a great accomplishment. At 25, I have a place of my own. I live here with my awesome fiancée. We are planning a wedding and hope to buy a place of our own soon. I have a steady job, I just got a raise, I’m losing weight(!), and I am relatively healthy. What more could I ask for at 25? The only thing I don’t have is a college degree or college debt. Sure there is a hint of resentment there, but so what?
As far as accomplishments go, I’ve got the few major ones done. All that’s left is one small task: I want to finish my book by tomorrow. I picked up “100 Years of Solitude” and I am determined to finish it before or on the day I turned 25. I’m not sure how this book is or has been impacting me, but, I feel as though it is one of the books you carry with you for one reason or another. I haven’t finished a book since high school really and I’m sure there’s been a few I have, but none come to mind. It would be great if I finished it real soon.
So anyway…That’s it. Good-bye 24, hello 25. Nice to meet you. I think I am an adult. Could you please confirm?
So the day before my birth
This and that.
I have a glass and pcitures I can use for something like this!