24 Days and Counting

[wednes]

In case I haven't mentioned it, I'm getting married very soon. Very, very soon.
Next week I have to hire the new caterers and probably give them a deposit of some kind. I have to pay the cake lady and take H to go get the license. I still have to put the gifts together, write notes to everyone who's helping, fold the favors (hopefully missgrete will want to help with that) and do a zillion more things I don't feel like listing here. My face is all broken out, presumably from wedding stress combined with work stress.

Speaking of work, I called in sick today because I am in fact, pretty sick. So that's one ass kicking I owe Nate for giving me whatever kind of queasy, scratchy crud this is.

Bad news, I was reading over the beginning of my serial killer novel. Turns out, it isn't very good. The early narration downright sucks in the light of day and sobriety. So I've got that I need to be working on too. If I can just figure out what needs to change, I can save the actual rewrite until after the wedding. No sense giving myself an extra thing to stress over. At the same time, I don't want to get behind.





I saw something today that totally bummed me out. Famed horror and etc. writer, Poppy Z Brite (docbrite) was posting about how some reviewer speculated unkindly about her motives for blogging. Apparently it, among other things, was making her rethink her choice to keep her blog, which I read regularly and enjoy very much. It leads me to wonder, just how fucking famous and successful do you have to be before the random judgments of virtual strangers stop bothering you? Myself, I'm looking quite forward to telling mean pundits and half assed reviewers to go fuck themselves if my books sells any copies at all. I'll almost surely have more fans than negative reviews, right? I hope so at least. Then again, I thought getting a publishing contract would be enough to validate me as a writer, and I still don't feel particularly validated. I guess it's just another one of those demons I'll have to battle through a combination of therapy, drugs, and EMDR. ;-]

Comments

[leemoyer.livejournal.com]

"just how fucking famous and successful do you have to be before the random judgments of virtual strangers stop bothering you?"

You can never be famous and/or successful enough. The only thing that seems to work is a posse of sucking suck-ups and/or complete sociopathy. Needless to say, neither are recommended (unless you're a member of the current Republican administration. Then BOTH are absolutely de rigeur)

[wednes.livejournal.com]

Dang.

[leemoyer.livejournal.com]

Also, as someone who's writing some first-person narration myself, please tell me what makes for suckalicious narration.

[wednes.livejournal.com]

A lack of authenticity in the voice will sink you.

Mine just feels very plotty when it should feel chatty and neutral at this point.

[leemoyer.livejournal.com]

Cool.
I think I've got the voice working well so far. Years of kicking ass in live-roleplaying games seems to have a salutary effect on the writing. Here's hoping anyway...

Good luck revising yours.

[wednes.livejournal.com]

Thanks man, I'll need it.

[hellamama.livejournal.com]

Baby, I'm already a fan of yours.

[wednes.livejournal.com]

LOL

Good to know!

[madush69.livejournal.com]

Is there anything we need to sit down and figure out as far as reception music?

[wednes.livejournal.com]

I don't think so. We're going to have two different song lists, one for before our entrance, and the long one with our entrance music and the rest of the dancin' music.

If you need to go over how to work an iPod, that's something we can do the day of. H can walk you thru it, it's really easy.

[madush69.livejournal.com]

Okay, cool. And there is an amplifier provided?

[wednes.livejournal.com]

Ryan is bringing it.

[eroslane.livejournal.com]

http://www.wftv.com/news/14203134/detail.html

[wednes.livejournal.com]

Dayum! That is whomping huge.

...though I imagine you hear that a lot.
;-]

[eroslane.livejournal.com]

Uhhhhhhh, yeah! YEAH! I do! I do!!!!

::goes to corner::
::weeps uncontrollably::
::shakes fist at God::

[spiralwitch.livejournal.com]

i am trying to get jimmy to get that night off work. so my rsvp will be totally to the deadline :)

even if he can't make it, i'm going to try to get a sitter.

[wednes.livejournal.com]

REally? That'll be sweet.