A Good Imagination and a Pile of Junk

So as I’ve mentioned, I’m trying to hammer on my writing skills to bring them into at least a marginally acceptable place to my eye. (Yes yes, you’re all very nice. Wrong, but nice.)

As we’re just about to cross out of the 4th week of August, the 2nd week of September starts darkening my vision. So I’ve decided that I’m going to get a red pen and print out about 25 pages of commemorative blather and give it a good overhaul.

Too much of it has already slipped out the back door of my mind over the last 8 years and I have to do this before all that’s left of those “insert stuff about soandso here” markers is the markers themselves.

It’s gonna be a slow tough slog I think.

And I’m questioning the wisdom of re-posting the result here. I want people to enjoy them, but frankly… I don’t want to fucking hear about it.. Maybe I’ll just shut comments off from those posts.

We’ll see.

UPDATE:Well, if I ever have a bout with insomnia I know now how to deal with it. Print out a bunch of my writing and bring it, along with a red pen, over to the couch and start hacking away at it. Holy crap does that take some energy. I got about 1/3 of the way through the initial account before I sorta magically stopped editing (aside from some glaring problems) and just read the rest of it. Tomorrow night I’ll apply those edits and keep going.

Monday evening I put Ubuntu on this box.  This afternoon I put Vista Ultimate back on it.

What’s funny about that is that the biggest sigh of relief (in putting Vista back) was from emacs working the way I wanted it to again.

I…

Yeah.

That’s so goddamn twisted I don’t even know where to start.