Yes, he loves to cite “facts” without ever citing facts. Just says, “This is a fact.” It would actually be comical if it weren’t so pathetic. I enjoy reading here to applaud the many voices who say, “King Umair has no clothes on.”
Both of this anecdotes are quite stimulating. The former brought to stories to mind for me. You write about how intentional and challenging design can be. It is a matter of elegance and problem solving.
My wife’s uncle was a designer whose career was designing the interior cockpit spaces of new kinds of aircraft. He worked…
Jack London wrote 1000 words a day. He died at age 40 and wrote 40 books if I recall correctly. Writing a lot of words every day for a month seems quite within reach. He did it for years… before word processors. This seems unbelievable to me. Alas.
I’ve considered NaNoWriMo a couple times. Not that I am retired from full time job I may consider it. Thanks for the tips.
Your story brought to mind my experience of “Monkey Jungle” in Florida where the monkeys run free and the humans are “caged” ( which is to say were walked thru “net hallways” through the jungle.).
My brother is in Peru right now even as I write this. He trains people in counseling (he is a psychiatirst) on annual trips to…
Gillian, you have learned a lot. Congrats on seeing ghostwriting for what it is. In the beginning I wrote for bylines, which did open doors for me later. In my career as a writer I have written lots without a byline but got a paycheck, and have done plenty of moonlight work with and without bylines.
I went to hear a writer speak who began his career writing pulp fiction as a ghost. He learned a lot and eventually began writing under his own name. He showed us a check that he had gotten the day before for $200K as an advance on his next novel.
I do understand the dilemma of pouring heart and soul into something though.
A Yellow Rose by Borges sheds light from a different angle. Simultaneously, while writing my comment “The self is not fixed,” I was thinking a contrary thought to the notion that death impels us to greater action. While I am constantly aware of the brief span of time I will be here, which does prod me to produce, I am likewise conscious of this story…