Apparently, Twitter likes snark.
Mar. 29th, 2011 07:56 pmAn offhand comment I tweeted about six hours ago has resulted in, at last count, over two dozen retweets, and pushed about a dozen new people into my follow-trail.
*blinks*
The comment, off a Skype conversation, was thus:
When someone says they're a writer but never finishes anything... I'm like "yeah, and I'm an astronaut, I just don't go into space."
The rest of the conversation went something like this:
LAG: Am thisclose to saying "don't tell me what you're doing, show me what you've done."
Other Guilty Party: Yeah, I know at least half a dozen "writers" who never actually write. ....Everybody's got a book in them, but not everybody can get it out. Some can't get it out in one piece.
LAG: Some people, it's a picture book.
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Today's tally: about 2k new words written on PSI #4, a meeting with the tax guy, some prep for RT next week (ack!), and a light workout at the gym. Tonight, I really should work on "Praise the Devil." But, considering I have a cold, and crap sleep two nights running, maybe I'll just have some Scotch and an early night...
*blinks*
The comment, off a Skype conversation, was thus:
When someone says they're a writer but never finishes anything... I'm like "yeah, and I'm an astronaut, I just don't go into space."
The rest of the conversation went something like this:
LAG: Am thisclose to saying "don't tell me what you're doing, show me what you've done."
Other Guilty Party: Yeah, I know at least half a dozen "writers" who never actually write. ....Everybody's got a book in them, but not everybody can get it out. Some can't get it out in one piece.
LAG: Some people, it's a picture book.
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Today's tally: about 2k new words written on PSI #4, a meeting with the tax guy, some prep for RT next week (ack!), and a light workout at the gym. Tonight, I really should work on "Praise the Devil." But, considering I have a cold, and crap sleep two nights running, maybe I'll just have some Scotch and an early night...