- a dark place where one goes to insert suppositions and other soft bits.

Friday, August 29, 2008

being original has already been done

Lately, I've noticed an awful lot of writers using the exact same words I do.

Sunday, August 24, 2008

masturbation means never having to say you're sorry

Openly acknowledging one’s foibles can be somewhat liberating. So, through this uncharacteristic dalliance with candor, I’ll admit it; mosquitoes, upon capture, dead or alive, are unmercifully dismembered. There, I said it. Pluck, pluck, pluckity-pluck. Wings, legs, proboscides, and heads methodically detached from bodies. Neither proud nor ashamed, it’s just something I do, unselfishly, for the greater good. You're welcome.

Writing, on the other hand, is a purely selfish endeavor. A self-gratifying indulgence that does not require a tissue.

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

fuck it

The Olympic Games are all about excellence. Athletes who train for and compete in the Games have demonstrated their penchant for it. They have what it takes. Their desire and commitment for excellence is, curiously, what makes them excel. The same can be said of writers. Talent is assigned at birth, but it's only the cultivation of it, the desire and the commitment, that produces excellence. A healthy awareness of one's talent is half the battle and a foundation upon which legitimate targets can be set. Those who seriously pursue excellence don't indulge in delusion nor engage the intangible. They are focused only on the prize and what it takes to achieve it.

Regardless of how much 'it' you have, the pursuit of excellence should be paramount. Anything less is just ordinary.

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