My main opponent right now is time. I'm always fighting against it in some way, shape, or form. I try to write and plan for the future and time compacts everything to the point where something gets trimmed. Writing gets trimmed, thesis gets trimmed, reading gets trimmed--everything gets trimmed.
I'd say my schedule is about to open up, but I'd really be lying. I'm just going to trade one thing (teaching for Upward Bound) for another (sorting out where I'll be living by the end of summer and, maybe, thesis).
From that, it won't surprise anyone that I haven't edited "The Gunfight" yet. I have the edits planned to some degree, meaning that I know what I need to do to fix the story in basic terms.
Honestly, I know what I'm fighting. I can call it time, and I'd be right, but there is another name for it. I'm fighting myself. My financial woes are all due to the fact that I'm really taking care of myself.
I pay
my bills (or at least my share of them). The money in my account is money I have earned through working. This might seem like nothing for a lot of people, but it's something for me. I'm a person who, usually, is at least partially dependent upon someone else to pay for what I do. This is something I'm proud of and I don't really want to go back to money from my parents.
There are many things in life that we all
settle on. We settle for the fact that newspapers cost 50 cents. We settle on the fact that politicians lie to us and kiss our butts. We settle that most people are cynical and we should be cynical too. We settle that the sun will come up tomorrow. We settle that copying anime/manga style is something American artists just shouldn't do. We accept things every day just so we can survive.
I've settled on the fact that I can get a job completely through my own efforts (Upward Bound was the first real case of this for me). I've settled that I hang out with a lot of guys, so I don't really even talk to girls that often. I've settled that I can get depressed and I just need to get through it.
I've settled that I should figure out what's important to me and follow that.
For some odd reason, I've had a thick layer of mental armor ever since I got over the first relationship where I had a girlfriend. I've just told myself not to worry and to just go forward after that. Usually, it works to a degree where I am able to push through and get things done.
The thing is, you can only do the same thing for so long. I've been going to school for 20+ years and, at the end of last semester, I was sick of it. My summers usually have a degree of empty monotony, so I get sick of those really fast. I'm sick of the same things. I want to get started with my life--and I feel like I don't know where that really starts.
Right now, the person who seems to be the most inspirational to me is writer Greg Rucka. He had a lot of jobs before he decided that he had a manuscript for a novel that he'd written that he could get published. He edited it and it eventually got published. Since
Keeper, he's written several novels, as well as broken into a little creative format know as comic books. Dammit, that's what I want to do. I want to get some things published, get some awards for them (Greg Rucka won an award for
Keeper), and start writing a few comic books as well. Also, and this is notable, his writing is his job. That's what I want.
I'm not necessarily the same kind of writer as Greg Rucka. In fact, I know I'm not, but that doesn't change the fact that I'd love to follow his lead. I want to do what he's done, I just don't have the greatest idea of where I have to start.
Wow. I guess I know a little of what I want. Now, I just have to do it.