Here’s a test you can do at home to find out if you’re a feminist. Just answer the following questions…
1. Are you an individual?
2. Are other human beings also individuals?
3. Do you believe that individuals should be judged on their merits, rather than on the basis of a…
Buffering [Sonny Payne]
When I was a percussionist in high school, we were responsible for keeping the jazz band, full orchestra, concert band, and marching band in time, and we did so through a haze of marijuana and hormones and passed-down stories of some guy’s uncle who saw Gene Krupa perform a 12-minute solo using every part of a high hat while eschewing the rest of the kit. And to this day, when I see videos like this, I get an urge to skip class and go make out with a bassoonist in a sound-proof practice room. After all, life is short, and lunch period is even shorter.
Did you read that? That was swell. One hundred five words. Less than half a page.
That’s all it took for this person (whom I’m pretty sure I’ve never met) to make my day. Now I want to follow this person or star this person or favr this person or whatever the fuck au courant verb box I need to mash on in order to see more things like that.
Yes, I realize I am — already, again, seemingly forever — carrying on like that weird relative who always smells of gin and Starlight mints as he threatens to “set you up with a sweet Doobie Brothers mix.” I love Starlight mints, but please don’t misunderstand me.
I genuinely enjoy looking at oversaturated pictures of coltish women I’ll never meet. I’m always game to make fun of “improperly” punctuated “signs.” And God knows I love reading (and posting) elliptical quotes from famous books I never finished reading. Stipulated.
But, brother. Do I ever wish more people would write little stories like Buffering’s. It’s just so wonderful. You know?
I mean, Jesus Christ, people, LOOK. We have keyboards! Literally right in front of us. Right this second.
awesome writing advice from Merlin Mann.
Go. Make the clackity noise. See what stories fall out.
I mean, Jesus Christ, people, LOOK. We have keyboards! Literally right in front of us. Right this second. You have one, too, right? See it? Really look. No, look down. Down there.
Maybe just try it. You don’t even have to show anyone. Make the clackity noise until a little story falls out.
Little stories are the internet’s native and ideal art form."
Fortify with some timeless advice on how to make that noise well from some of history’s greatest writers.
Always carry a notebook. Everywhere. Write what you know. Write what you don’t know.
Have a pen with you at all times. Or a pencil. First drafts are supposed to suck.
If you want to write, you’ll find the time. If you’re not enjoying it, write something else.
Keep writing. Finish something. Plot it. Outline it. Write by the seat of your pants. Write…
Following on from my wonderings about wands in Harry Potter, I wanted to talk a bit more about Death Eaters.
As I said yesterday, it’s a very silly name. Apparently J.K. Rowling was originally going to call them the ‘Knights of Walpurgis‘ (thanks to Arwen on Twitter for that gem!) – at first glance an equally silly name.
But J.K. doesn’t do things at random – this is the author who even chose the…
Have you ever wondered about the wands in Harry Potter? I have…
The wand chooses the wizard, remember…
~ Garrick Ollivander, Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone
We were in Alnwick Castle recently. They filmed parts of the first Harry Potter movie there, and the gift shop had quite a range of collectable replica wands. Harry, Ron and Hermione’s were all there, as were the wands belonging to…
I’m a huge fan of podcasts. I’ve got about a dozen set up on my phone to automagically download and I’ll usually stick one on whilst on the way to or from work, or when I’m out and about.
Recently one of my writer friends mentioned The Roundtable Podcast and I decided to check it out. As you may recall from an earlier post, I’ve been prompted by my friend Johnto do some writing, so I’ve been…
"You’re only given one little spark of madness. You mustn’t lose it." - RIP Robin Williams, July 21, 1951 - August 11, 2014
sad times. A true original. Comedy genius.
The Egg Pool, near Bamburgh in Northumberland. Named due to its shape, it sits on the rocky coastline just north of Bamburgh Castle. Beautiful place.