After spending all day yesterday, and most of this morning, attempting to cut and paste digital images, I learned that all I needed was a pre-teen to teach me the ropes. I happened to find a You Tube video, taught by an 8 year old, who was picking his nose while teaching photoshop basics (kid you not), and successfully explained it all in 10 minutes! 10 minutes! Kids these days know everything. I bet he could have whipped up a book proposal while picking his nose too.
Bird by Bird arrived today. For those of you who are new to this writing thing (OK, so am I), it is a book by Anne Lamott, fully titled Bird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life. My first inclination upon opening the Amazon.com box, was to panic. I felt that I had already broken a cardinal rule of authorship - be original. If Anne Lamott had already written of both life and writing, what is there left to say on the subject? Fortunately, I quickly realized I don't really know who this Anne Lamott lady is, and the possibility does exist that we could have different things to say. Whew.
I came about ordering the book on the recommendation of a friend, who I hope will one day help secure a book contract for me (isn't that wonderfully presumptuous and exciting at the same time??). So dutifully following my assignment, I plan to dive into Anne's work tonight, and share my feedback in coming posts.
Other than that, I should let it be know that I intended to finish the new website by this evening, but I have a funny feeling that some where a web designer is laughing at my grand ambitions. Hopefully the reveal of the new "Good District" will be happening soon, so I can get back to the heart of the matter. Writing. Writing. Writing.
OK, here is my closer: I watched part of the movie Serendipity (2001, w/ John Cusack, very cute) this morning while eating my cereal, and just have to leave you with the following quote:
"If you want to improve, be content to be thought foolish and stupid." Risks I take everyday.
With that I remain truly yours, Milagros
13 Days Down, 352 to go.
While not much got done in terms of coming up with answers to those pressing questions from earlier, I am now more resolved than ever to upgrade the blog itself. Would you believe if I told you that the same questions I need to answer for the book proposal, I also need to resolve to increase interest and activity on the blog? It is true. I found all of this information on the Internet. Incredible that most of life's mysteries can be resolved by sitting down and answering the the question of the ages: "Who am I?"
Today has already gotten off to a better start. Now that I have concluded that my home has everything I am looking for in an office: Food, Free, and Quiet, my first working day of the New Year is off to a banner beginning.
On today's episode of Molly and Her Book, our heroine roved the streets of D.C., looking for the perfect place to write her yet to be completed Great American Novel.
Today will not be funny. OK, kind of funny. Try as I might to be a tragic writer, doomed by my own talent, this whole experience is not quite shaping up as planned.
The "Breakthrough." That moment when "the big idea" overcomes you and it is all your fingers can do to try and type fast enough to keep pace with your thoughts. Yes, I am sure everyone has experienced it, the magic moment when you are excited about your own genius. Well... That didn't happen for me today.
I need to come clean. This blog is set to Pacific time, and I have used the extra three hours at the end of the day to meet my daily deadline more than once. That is right, I am confessing to cheating, but the pressure of publish or perish was getting to me.
If Julie Powell can turn a blog, into a book, into a movie, I can too. Unfortunately the Molly/Julie project did not have the same ring as connecting oneself with a Great American Icon, so this blog is named after things I generally like. I like things that are good, and I live in the District of Columbia. Thus "The Good District" is born. Just trying to work with the tools I have.
So here I go with my version of a 365 day project. Write everyday about ... writing. Brilliant. Inspired. Totally interesting to my current audience of one. Me. Definitely sounded better in my head.
For my entire adult life, rather sheepishly and in dark corners, I have been trying to write a book. A Great American Novel if you will. Unfortunately, what I have now are a lot of “Dear Diary” entries that sound like they belong to an angsty teenager. I, however, am thirty.
So to move the process in a more positive direction, I am going to journal, everyday, about life and book making. Or, in this case, not making.
Hopefully, in one year, 365 days, both blog and book will be thriving beautifully.
Warmly yours, Milagros