read more, write more, write better

I have a goal to get even more qualified at this. By Summer’s end, I hope to have improved my vocabulary and by the end of this year, I hope to have written out at least three good stories.

Fingers crossed that one sells.

I’m sitting here with a story in front of me but absolutely nothing in the way of how to further it. I don’t want to get hung up on it but at the same time, I would like to put this story in particular up on my story journal since it’s the most formatted of everything I have. Erg.

I’ve mainly used my blog as my primary outlet for my writing. I’ve written out other stories and such but parts of me are just not into formatting them and editing them into story form right now.

Blogging, on the other hand, is just coming more naturally to me. The words just flow out. Whether it’s any good or not is up to others to judge but I know that it at least does me some good.

it is incredibly hard these days to find time for myself, but I’m trying to create a plan so I can still pursue my interests while taking care of my family. I’m currently reading Flannery O’Connor and I’m working on getting my writing blog back online. I’m hoping to achieve this some day…

I’ve been noticing my old form coming back to many of my blog entries. Not these update entries but the ones on my main WP.com blog.

I feel that this is more of a good thing. Even if it’s not improving, it’s nice having a place to vent and practice writing.

I hadn’t read my favorite strip since I was a kid and decided to check out a huge book of Calvin and Hobbes from the Randallstown Library the other day.

I haven’t stopped laughing since. Everytime I open it, I find something funny. Then, when I close it to do something else, whatever it was that made me laugh to begin with stays in my mind.

I love that strip.

I’m reading Nabokov and he is always an inspiration for me, although the novel I’m reading right now is very different from his previous works. What I love most about him is his love of language and the way he caresses words, and this work, Ada, or Ardor, does that superbly. Nabokov also happens to be one of the reasons I love butterflies so much and at least one butterfly appears in every one of his novels.

I haven’t quite gotten around to doing much of my own writing, however, and that disappoints me. I know it’s simply a matter of prioritizing and making time for it every day.

After completing my Master’s degree in one insane year I needed a break from reading and writing. Now I’m feeling the bug again to get back into the “scholarly life.” I’m not sure where to begin or what I want to focus on. I just got Fagles’ new translation of The Aeneid so I’d like to read that. I’d also like to write every day – not just journaling, but creative writing as well. I have to create a schedule and get myself a bit more structured. After finishing the Master’s I’ve become a pro at wasting time – a very bad habit to have!