You’re a beautiful person, all the guys come up to you at a bar and try to make conversation because they’re naturally attracted to you. You’re the center of attention, you’re the heart of the party. All the hot and the cool guys are figuring out how to talk to you, how to impress you, and how to get your digits. You’re enjoying every bit of the attention because you know you deserve it.
I need to write this down. And that is exactly what I’m going to do now. Continue reading
Yes. That’s true. Don’t be a writer.
If you are, be a writer privately. Because being able to write is one overhyped talent, if you can even call it that.
Writing is a difficult task. Especially if you’ve resolved to write once a week. I have been writing at a decent pace, when I consider all the work being dumped.
Up until the week of the Interstellar review, I made sure that I did something, or observed something that I could write about. It is actually easy and nice to write about something that you were a part of. But last week, I learned how horrible it is if I run out of things to discuss. Continue reading