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March 27th, 2008

02:26 pm - Cutting Back on the Coffee Yep, I gotta cut back on the coffee. I feel pretty crappy, and lately I've needed more and more caffeine to get high. I'm going to do a little detoxing today. I made myself a cup of half-decaf, half-regular, and I've got a Snapple iced tea if I need a fix later. So my search for short fiction writers in Philadelphia isn't going very well. I received one response to my ad, and I haven't heard from that person since I explained my idea and sent them a link to my fictionpress page. Hm. I've posted ads on the South Jersey and Delaware craigslists now. I'm gradually expanding my search area. Eventually I may have to abandon the idea of finding Philly-area writers. I'll probably have more luck in New York. What's worse is, my search for another on-line community where I can find local writers has so far come up empty. The only thing I found was a meetup group, but I don't want to have to actually go out and meet people face to face and explain my idea out loud. As I'm sure I've mentioned before, I'm terrible at explaining things out loud. I can't see why a bunch of writers would want to meet in person anyway. We're WRITERS. It stands to reason we'd communicate most effectively through writing. If I went to a meetup, I'd have to bring a script for myself. That would be something. I'd sound like I did in my telemarketing days, "Hi, this is Jen from Lindelle Studios, and I was just wondering if you'd selected a wedding photographer yet... You haven't? That's great! Because right now, we're offering a FREE vacation certificate, JUST for meeting with one of our photographers..." I think I've finally forgotten most of that script. Not that I really ever said it word-for-word. Most of it sounded ridiculous, so I had to make some modifications. Aaaaaaaanyway... Not much else is new. I'm tired, I'm G-ed out on caffeine, and I can't find any writers in Philly. I finished "It Ate Everything," and it rules. I wish someone would make a low budget horror film out of it. I think I'm finally going to write "Skin Deep" next. I think I've abandoned "Home by the Sea" for now. See what happens when I try to write something that's longer than 4,000 words? I get bored. Maybe if I find some other writers around here I'll see if any of them wants to finish it for me. Why not? I'm all about collaboration these days. Anyway, Skin Deep, yeah. That could be really good. I think I have to do some disturbing research first. The concept has been on my mind a lot lately, with my acne becoming so bad that I feel like I should wear a porcelain mask and live under an opera house. I've switched back to my previous routine and it seems to be slightly better. Eleven more days until my appointment. *sigh* Oh, I've got all this web work all of a sudden. Figures just when I decide to start focusing on writing instead of web design, two of my previous clients need major changes and two random people call me out of the blue and ask me to build their sites. It's crazy. I'm not advertising anymore, and my web site has been down since the 16th because apparently I never paid to renew my domain. Yet people are calling me. Freakin word of mouth. Those jerks at Cedant still haven't gotten back to me. Now I've got broken links everywhere. I hate knowing I have a broken link somewhere, it makes me twitch. That's pretty much it. I need a haircut, but I won't be able to afford one for a while. Maybe I'll use some of my "economic stimulus payment" for that. I want to use some to publish my ill-fated book of short stories by Philadelphia-area authors. Hopefully I'll find more than one other person to help foot the bill. I need to pay off some of my debt, but I feel an obligation as an American citizen to actually stimulate the economy with my economic stimulus payment. So I'm thinking, I pay Sallie Mae whatever I'll be past due by then, then send like $100 to other miscellaneous creditors, then use the rest to stimulate the economy by buying junk. Hooray for economics. Dude, my parents are going to get so much scratch from Uncle Sam. I read that married couples who file jointly get $1200, PLUS $300 for each dependant child they claim. So, my parents are looking at $3300. Damn. They'll probably buy another obscenely large TV. I wish they would have been loaded when I was little. Those lucky kids. So in summation: I'm writing more, working on more web sites, drinking less coffee, and finding less writers than I'd hoped. Stay tuned for the exciting conclusion. Current Location: Cashtown, PA Current Mood: tired Current Music: Pretenders

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