dogslife

I'm such a fraud it's disgusting. I bought the White Blood Cells by TWS. $10 (that's Canadian, folks: about $6 USD). I got a ride to the mall with Alex and Heather: in the car they've got Elephant on. We start talking about TWS, and it's SG's boards section all over again. Except no one sticks up for Meg. And no one professes a venomous...
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Fuck. New upstairs neighbours with an enormous sound system and terrible taste in music. Dance music. Not "electronic" or "trance" or whatever. Nothing that remains interesting if you pay it any attention. Just straight up repetitive and totally unimaginative "gino beats". It's shit DJs don't even listen to in their spare time. I'm trying to listen to music here, and play my guitar fresh back...
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Well, it's off. I've sweated my ass off in revision--with much readerly feedback from my chickie. That training in dramaturgy makes her an attentive and curious reader, which is as helpful for me as it is stressful. She presses me to tell her parts of the story that aren't on the page, not because she wants to hear them or because they're important for a...
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Draft complete. 1500 words exactly. I think I'll go ahead and enter it in B+A's Urban Fiction contest. I've got the $ for the entry fee, and it's open only to unpublished writers, so I've got a good shot. Jesus, I've been on the brink of publication a long time. Not really but it feels that way. Not even a year since things started looking...
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Well, everyone agrees: Ed may be an annoying geek, but Brent's a huge asshole. He can't take a drink without fucking something up. He vomited on the floor at the department's christmas dinner, which was held at a professor's house. He needs to be beaten up. Seriously, he's sheltered by academia so he gets away with this shit. I have to wonder what type of...
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Alright. Wasted again, but got an offer to write. Not paying, but certainly interesting. I'm always being asked to write, now that I think of it. I need to find in writing the voice that people hear that attracts them to me. I need to render myself in type. I need to practice. www.igsreality.ca

Cam wants me to write for the site. He didn't say...
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If I can finish that draft tomorrow I'll have completed a story draft in record time: 3 days. If I do it once, I can do it again. 500 words a day, 1.5 pages, enough to exhaust me for words. I must do this. I must do it even if I stink. It may be my fate to stink for years before I'm any good....
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If I can finish that draft tomorrow I'll have completed a story draft in record time: 3 days. If I do it once, I can do it again. 500 words a day, 1.5 pages, enough to exhaust me for words. I must do this. I must do it even if I stink. It may be my fate to stink for years before I'm any good....
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So in a bar with Edward, a guy who rubs a lot of people (sometimes including me) the wrong way but who I can understand enough to talk to seriously, I had a conversation about the future, our futures. He's looking to continue in academia, though somewhat reluctantly. I'm taking my Master's and leaving, despite the offer of admission to PhD. As we talked he...
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The new Daniel Lanois was worth the 10-year wait.

Go buy two copies and give both to friends. Then go buy yourself three.

Copies, not friends. That would be sad. (Says the guy with no friends listed.)

What a dork. I keep coming back to SG because I can no longer stand writing term papers. (And because of the naked girls. And because my term paper has nothing to do with naked girls--though somehow naked girls seem to have something to do with my paper.) I'm less than 1000 words from the end of this one.

My professor's a nutcase. We spent...
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