Lately, I feel like everyone is talking about writing. This is awesome because as a writer I kind of always want to talk about writing. I'm usually always writing something. If it's not manifestos for work (wink) it's comedy, or this blog, or ad copy for a pet store, or a compelling story for a charity. I love words.
This month is actually celebrating writing. Did you know that it's National Novel Writing Month? Known to enthusiasts, and participants, as Nanowrimo- the goal is to write 50,000 words that translates into a 175 page novel. The thing that kind of boggles my mind is, you're not supposed to go back and edit - you're just supposed to keep going. As an editor, and a perfectionist, it mystifies mind. I give participants a lot of credit, and think it's cool that it's inspired so many people to finally get down to that novel they've been meaning to write. If I were to participate I'm pretty sure my novel would be like this:
"It was a dark stormy night and... I really need to drop off my laundry. I wonder why I wait to lug 40 lbs of clothing in while I'm wearing bikini bottos and a dolphin t-shirt to do this. I like popsicles. Remember when I said it was dark and rainy? Yeah, scratch that it was the year 4045 and we're all iguanas - with relationship issues."
As you can see, my stream of consciousness is an odd place that is better off not captured in long form. Ever since I wrote my screenplay that sits on my hard drive taking up space, I have given up the long form. The comedy writing does much better for me. Although, it's kind of screwing over a lot of people lately...
(like that transition folks?)
I have to say, as someone who wants to write comedy for television, I love these strickers. They are fighting for my future. Also, they have a great reason to strike, they make no money while everyone makes money off of their work. Hopefully, talks will resume and my future career in television writing will hold a great prosperous deal. Until then, continue marching on my future co-workers!
Also, people side with the writers, please - or else it's gonna be all reality TV, and American minds are rotting enough as it is.
I'm getting off my soap box now. Off to scribble in my notebook....