Write Way to Live Wrong – Poor Student

Looks like the old adage that ‘you never stop learning’ is true here. I just didn’t think it would be too much like the school-learnin’ that I’ve found myself returning to again and again. Academic school is usually the antithesis of real life but yet I find myself writing reviews, editing articles, dog-earing books (as opposed to an earring on a dog), doing historical research and even studying for a test!

And yet, it always seems like I’m working on the wrong things. Living up to my erratic series ‘The write way to live wrong’. I’d love to be working on my fiction right now but there’s so much to do and prepare for and find. New job… nay, new career. But I’m qualified for so little. Everything is now specialized which makes everyone not special. And solipsistic society crumbling over it’s own over-accreditation. But maybe I should save the rant for another post.

I guess the takeaway here is sometimes you can be busy and productive as you can possibly be and it still won’t be enough. As we spread out to find the things we love and the niches we can fill, the harder it gets to keep up with everything. This is especially true for the stereotypical life goals that are ever-present. A friend recently told me that they were going to get a single section of a plain, spiked fence to put in their cramped apartment to say they’ve reached that goal of having a white picket fence in their lives. I like this. Sometimes the ridiculous is the only way to face the constructed, chaotic order that is life.

Now, back to the billion projects. Wish me luck… especially for the test… of life… and my actual test.


Let’s talk – Yeah I’m swell (part 1)

What’s the best way to break months of silence? To talk about mental health of course! I could just blame my absence on depression and those understanding enough would give me a pass. Of course it’s never as simple as that.

Mega-corporation Bell just had their ‘Let’s Talk Day‘ campaign on January 28th and although I’m a little late I figured it’s a good time to talk about why I’ve been away. And while there are legitimate criticisms against Swell Bell’s charity work, I’m not here to add to that conversation. I’ve seen many people and friends on social media share their personal stories about their struggles with mental health and I would never try to take that away from anyone. They lived those experiences, I haven’t.

So this is my story… one that lacks a grand narrative. Depression is like that. Back in August I decided to take some time off of work and focus on my writing to try and make a career of it. The experiment was very successful as I wrote a bunch of short stories and entered a lot of contests. Every day I hit those keys and met my goals. Things were looking pretty good. Continue reading

Introducing “The Write Way to Live Wrong”

I’m going to let you guys in on a little secret; I don’t know what the hell I’m doing. I guess in a general sense I do but in the grand scheme of things I’m clueless. Case in point: when I started down this path of becoming a professional writer I didn’t really have a plan. It’s now been a month and I’ve learned a lot.

I’ve decided to start a recurring segment called ‘The Write Way to Live Wrong’ to chronicle the small things I’m learning on my way to becoming an author. I’m interested in talking about the mundane details that get overlooked. And of course this is not a ‘how to’ guide but more of a cautionary tale. If there’s a wrong way to do something, I’m usually there to stumble through it.

I’m going to start off slow with a list of facts and figures that I compiled from my first 31 days of writing.

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