I am an idiot
Oct. 26th, 2004 01:41 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
forsythI am, basically, an idiot.
This should come as no surprise to anybody who knows me. But, seriously. I ignore my own advice, and the advice of the voices in my head, and only really realize it when I'm reading somebody else's LJ. Now, theferret is a better writer than me, but even so. Hell, Fors says it in almost every story, he gets away with things because he just does them. Life's mostly a matter of pretending you know what you're doing and hoping it works out. So instead I sit around bitching. Sheesh. I can write, I know I can. I can do so well, too, apparently, my utter incoherence both here and in email nonwithstanding. I got an article published in Pyramid, didn't I? The first one I sent in, even. And then I didn't do anything else since then.
And I'm not valuing that stuff, or gaming, which is how I've met a lot of great friends. I'm still partially living in metaphorical high school, letting other people determine how I should act and stuff, not enjoying what I enjoy. So it's geeky, BFD. I like geekiness. Geeks are great people. Worrying about that kind of thing just makes the stereotypes stronger. And hell, if I'm worried about "not changing the world", gaming certainly doesn't change the world less than most of the crap other people do. And it gives me a good outlet for things and a way to meet people. Go gamers!
So, what's my point? And do I even have one? I dunno. I think it ties back to my whole post on Star Wars, and that sorta thing. And more too, but that's tied to this. If there's an actual point here, I think it's gonna take time to develop it properly for me. And it's also, y'know, 2am, so I'm gonna go fall over and sleep on it.
So yeah, that whole thing boiled down to "be more like Forsyth," which is either disturbing, amusing, or enlightening, and I dunno which. Probably all at once.
"Writers write." - Somebody's sig over at Digitalwebbing, forget who.
This should come as no surprise to anybody who knows me. But, seriously. I ignore my own advice, and the advice of the voices in my head, and only really realize it when I'm reading somebody else's LJ. Now, theferret is a better writer than me, but even so. Hell, Fors says it in almost every story, he gets away with things because he just does them. Life's mostly a matter of pretending you know what you're doing and hoping it works out. So instead I sit around bitching. Sheesh. I can write, I know I can. I can do so well, too, apparently, my utter incoherence both here and in email nonwithstanding. I got an article published in Pyramid, didn't I? The first one I sent in, even. And then I didn't do anything else since then.
And I'm not valuing that stuff, or gaming, which is how I've met a lot of great friends. I'm still partially living in metaphorical high school, letting other people determine how I should act and stuff, not enjoying what I enjoy. So it's geeky, BFD. I like geekiness. Geeks are great people. Worrying about that kind of thing just makes the stereotypes stronger. And hell, if I'm worried about "not changing the world", gaming certainly doesn't change the world less than most of the crap other people do. And it gives me a good outlet for things and a way to meet people. Go gamers!
So, what's my point? And do I even have one? I dunno. I think it ties back to my whole post on Star Wars, and that sorta thing. And more too, but that's tied to this. If there's an actual point here, I think it's gonna take time to develop it properly for me. And it's also, y'know, 2am, so I'm gonna go fall over and sleep on it.
So yeah, that whole thing boiled down to "be more like Forsyth," which is either disturbing, amusing, or enlightening, and I dunno which. Probably all at once.
"Writers write." - Somebody's sig over at Digitalwebbing, forget who.
