So a few months ago, I wrote a post about how I wanted a Freewrite, which is a ridiculous and overpriced device that I shouldn't want, but I do. Shortly after I wrote that post, my husband and several of my lovely friends got together and bought me one from the website presale. I was …
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I Made a Scrivener Template.
Not much to say today, but I was looking for a template for Scrivener for the Snowflake Novel Writing Method. I found one that I had used before, but I couldn't get it to work. The Snowflake Method was created by Randy Ingermanson, who is a writer and also a physicist, and it's a good …
Focus, or Lack Thereof
The world these days changes so rapidly. Pandemics and civil unrest in the macrocosm; the year is more than half over now, and we're still in the center of a global health crisis. George Floyd didn't make it to the six-month mark, but his horrible death created a firestorm that spurred nationwide conversation about racism …
Nothing to See Here… No Freewrites for Me.
I busted out my AlphaSmart a couple of days ago when, in a fit of claustrophobic anxiety, I almost made the ridiculous purchase of a Freewrite. In case you aren't aware, a Freewrite (previously called a Hemingwrite and changed because.... reasons) is basically a digital word processor with an analog feel that costs about $500. …
Philly? Or San Diego? In Which Beck Questions the Weather and Tries to Enjoy Herself
It's 65 degrees outside. On January 12. This means that soon - probably within the next couple of weeks - the weather will turn hateful. It's supposed to be in the 30s right now, not the 60s. This is Philly, not California. I grew up in the metro Detroit area, and I am no stranger …
Sunday Night Fuckery
So my internal clock is all messed up due to Daylight Savings Time. It's 9:30 PM, but it feels like 10:30, so instead of being fairly awake, I have insomnia. You didn't think that's what I'd say! Two for flinching. I don't actually have insomnia, I don't think. I think if I were to get …
The Autumn of Discontent
So the Summer of Dying continued. My dear friend Ashley lost her dear friend Dylan, who was a sixteen-year-old dog, but was also a strange and interesting guy who liked to stare at you and chomp his teeth silently. He left her heart and home empty, like Cali left ours. It's a tough emptiness to …
Better Off, but Still No Progress
So my sad personal issue has resolved itself, only to be replaced by others, but that's fine. Such is life. What are you gonna do? It is what it is. How many other stupid platitudes can I fit here before I start hating myself? I'm out and about with the hubs today. I have freelance …
Things Got Better Until They Didn’t.
So that last post was a little stupid, I'll admit. I think I was probably drinking a little. This one isn't going to be any better, but I'm sober. Buckle up. Since I last wrote, I managed to revise the first half-ish of my book enough to submit it to my writing group for their …
Working on Some This, Working on Some That.
I did a little freelance work this morning, and then I actually sat down and started revising and working on my novel. Welcome to the State of Beck Address. Here are my talking points: I'm going through a midlife crisis. I'm turning 42 in a few months, so this should surprise no one. I've got …
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