I epic-ly failed at BEDA. But I don't really give a crap. I mean, I'm doing it for me and if I don't feel like writing anything then I shouldn't. Correct? Correct.
I've been off and on considering all day whether or not there is a Hell. Like, an actual place, I mean. Or is there just the Hell that we create for ourselves on Earth??
If I can be bluntly honest without infringing on your feelings too much, it is my opinion that the epic fail, for a creative writer, is waiting for some kind of outside influence to motivate them.
I think the goal should be, whenever something like Blog Every Day (for a week/month/whatever) comes up, the response should invariably be:
"Pfft, whatev. I already do that. How about something that actually stimulates and challenges the creativity? Like, for example, Blog Every Day as Sex-Deprived Baptist Cow Wrangler with Attention Deficit Disorder. Bitches."
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To your first question: incorrect.To your second question: the only Hell is that which you create for yourself. Batteries not included, indeed.
If I can be bluntly honest without infringing on your feelings too much, it is my opinion that the epic fail, for a creative writer, is waiting for some kind of outside influence to motivate them.
I think the goal should be, whenever something like Blog Every Day (for a week/month/whatever) comes up, the response should invariably be:
"Pfft, whatev. I already do that. How about something that actually stimulates and challenges the creativity? Like, for example, Blog Every Day as Sex-Deprived Baptist Cow Wrangler with Attention Deficit Disorder. Bitches."
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