Do we remember that quote from Ratatouille? I know that’s a Pixar/Disney film, and some people are too precious to take advice from a movie for kids. Good luck, my snob friend, this is your cue to quit reading this blog. Back to the point, can we reread this fantastic bit? I don’t believe in…
Category: Rant
The price of writing. Part 1: your day job
Do I need to say more? Look, I’m immensely grateful for my job. It’s afforded me plenty of opportunities and experiences. It’s helped me achieve many dreams and goals. It keeps me alive. But ever since I started writing, working a day job became incredibly taxing. I can’t focus as well as I used to,…
Writer friends, or foes?
Silence is a writer’s friend. Except when it comes to music. I wonder how people write without music, because there are people who write in silence and that’s crazy to me. The only silence I enjoy is the one produced by the absence of unfamiliar/unwanted human noise. And I don’t only mean I need people…
Publishing Twitter = guaranteed anxiety
The last few days have been one of those “adventures” where, first, you don’t realize you’re in for a ride until your ass is on some weird train, and second, you start off normal, go through a thousand emotions, and finish feeling battered, but vaguely relieved. The context? I’m still editing. Now that we’ve established…
Why am I so angry today?
This is what being a volcano must feel like. Boiling inside, the magma accumulating, the rage about to come out and destroy everything and everyone in its path. And I ask myself, why are you so angry, pal? Yes, you missed your tram today because of a ridiculous house problem your husband has refused to…
I should be editing
But first, I need to perform some sort of power rant. That’s a thing, I promise. Can’t explain to you how it works, I’m just a firm believer in the power of the scream. And this is me, screaming into the void of my blog that I’ll start editing my sci-fi book for the final…
Why do I always love the villain?
And does that love have any relation with the fact that I dated plenty of assholes in the past? I just realized I spent 10 years boycotting my own happiness, but OK. Back to the subject, I love villains. In fact, I root for the villains. A book without a good villain (or five, for…
Focus on your shit
I come here to complain rather often. If I had enough time, I’d probably rant every single day. There’s just so much that distracts me and irritates me nowadays. First off, the weather. Man, it’s been raining nonstop, every single fucking day, for the past two weeks. That’s not a life I wish to lead….
How is it October already?!
Guys, it is October. The fucking year basically ENDED. In 2019 I was going to: Query my YA sci-fi book. The one I’m still editing because it is 9k words too long, yay! Finish my 2018 NaNo WIP—with which I’m probably only halfway through because it needed a lot of “pre-editing to make ANY SENSE,…
I can’t stop procrastinating
And I HATE THAT. I probably even hate myself when I do it. I genuinely wish I could switch my focus on and off and never waste any time. Some people will tell me it’s leisure time, important, and etc. I see your point. I agree with it. But every single second we waste is…
Taking charge of my life
I am (or have tricked myself into thinking so?) a confident person. Nah: it’s not a trick. I am confident. Bad news, guys: I don’t care if you despise me for not hating myself. I like me. Deal with it. It’s not lack of (insert over self-conscious concept here), it’s just that I don’t really…
Eyes on the prize
I’ve been feeling off as of lately. A bit afraid. Rather uncomfortable. Too anxious. And I know why. Here’s a list, because lists are my tenth favorite thing on Earth: I’m still editing my sci-fi book. It’s been almost a year (wow, how and why is this taking SO LONG?). I’m tired. But then I’m…