I was reading the Flacknum opus on which I'd been working in order to pick up the thread of it before resuming the tale that Richard's porn so rudely and lustily interrupted and was dismayed to discover four typos in a paragraph. Even in paragraphs as long as mine, that's an alarming number.
Note to self: No matter how awesome it feels to write fifteen hundred words a day, do not write when you are tired. Words will come of it, yes, but mayhap not the ones you intended, and you might find yourself staring at the screen in numb incomprehension the next morning while your brain tries to figure out what you meant when you typed the immortal phrase in no shame to resume their interrupted tryst or why your turn of phrase seems to have snapped its pithy leg on the backspin and now reads like a drunken soliloquy offered up by a barfly with a mouthful of stale peanuts. A thousand good, comprehensible, usable words are always better then fifteen hundred words of sloppy gibberish.
Note to self: No matter how awesome it feels to write fifteen hundred words a day, do not write when you are tired. Words will come of it, yes, but mayhap not the ones you intended, and you might find yourself staring at the screen in numb incomprehension the next morning while your brain tries to figure out what you meant when you typed the immortal phrase in no shame to resume their interrupted tryst or why your turn of phrase seems to have snapped its pithy leg on the backspin and now reads like a drunken soliloquy offered up by a barfly with a mouthful of stale peanuts. A thousand good, comprehensible, usable words are always better then fifteen hundred words of sloppy gibberish.
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