Roy Janik (zinereem) wrote,
Roy Janik

got my mojo risin' but I don't know what it is

So for the past two nights I've gone to Mojos, theoretically to work on Firebrand, my long-suffering story, but mainly just to stay up late and drink caffeine. Nicole's been my accomplice both nights. Evidentially, she knows EVERYONE there. Hmph. James was in on it tonight, too.

The first night I never pulled out my writing once, instead opting to read more of "Characters and Viewpoint" by Orson Scott Card, a nice little book which covers the basics of characterization in writing. Since I've little formal education in fiction writing, I found it immensely helpful. Mainly, though, I just hung out and talked till 3 in the morning.

The same is almost true of tonight, except that I actually got out Argus, my trusty Handspring Visor and read through my story. It needs a major overhaul/re-write, but I'm not quite up to it yet. So I just made minor revisions and corrections tonight, even though I think of lot it will have to be scrapped.

James taunted us with tales of clothing too humorous to be describe. Damn you, Clarendon, how funny can your new shirt be?

So on Monday night, Mojo's had just started playing the Flogging Molly CD when I walked in. I realized what a good band they actually are after listening to the whole thing there, and promptly purchased the CD today. Tonight, after James left, Mojo's put on Nirvana's Nevermind, and I sang along to all the songs. It's involuntary, really. Man, it's been forever since I listened to the whole album. The funny thing is, they started the CD on track 2, In Bloom, deftly avoiding Smells Like Teen Spirit. Meh. I was surprised they played it at all.
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