slippery noodles: APA on the brain.
I missed my July 2nd deadline to post an essay or a short story. But I got my homework turned in on time and it's very well written. I guess I'll just have to set a new deadline and try again. July 16th is it. Maybe when I'm sitting on the deck at Mozart's in Austin tomorrow I'll be able to fling some words on a page and stir them into a story.


slippery noodles: So this is obviously a battle for me. Is it perfectionism or is it procrastination? Both? I'm going to have to make myself post frazzled pieces. I have to post it but without qualifying it as incomplete and unpolished. Not so easy. However, a post is overdue and shards are all I have. So I am posting the meager two paragraphs that I managed to write last week when I attempted to participate in the daily prompt (or something like that). It was the prompt that required the story to begin with: She had a place to go. The piece - False Start - is nothing to write home about; most definitely not promotable, but it's a pros post and there's always next week.


slippery noodles: uh-oh. it's midnight on the 25th and i have not posted pros. failure with a capital F. bummer. give me a minute i'll see what i can do. i know the weak beginning of a story/book is laying around here somewhere...


slippery noodles: well would you look at that, someone read my goal. thanks for the idea shelley kaye. hm, guess that means i'll be writing tonight - seeing as how my deadline is tomorrow (:-O!!!


slippery noodles: sheesh
three weeks on this site and still no pros posted
stupid APA mindset monopolizing homework
public goal... ok maybe not public since no one reads this page
written goal: post pros by the 25th day in june
something ... anything
    shelley kaye: how about a story about that little yellow guy holding the clock ;-)
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slippery noodles: So I'm playing around with this Haiku thing. Have had to research Haiku - I'm not very well versed in the conventions of poetry. Believe me, I am making a mess! Funny thing though, all these bits and pieces of discarded poetry on the cutting room floor are kind of cleaning out my head. Hm.
Okay, that's enough of the deep end for now.


slippery noodles: my brain needs some serious WD40!! The creative wheels are just a little rusty...


slippery noodles: Finally! Last night I was able to lie flat on the driveway in the middle the night with hands pressed against cool concrete and eyes clamped shut. I could feel the earth move through the sky. I quickly opened eyes aimed past the treetops and had to hang on so I wouldn't fall off! Um, it's a favored pastime during the post school year defragging week. It means that summer is here!