I’m sure some editor somewhere is reading this and thinking “That’s not okay – don’t be telling people to spam me with their stories!” And I reply “Shouldn’t you be going through your slush pile or something?”
like marbles through a pachinko machine. It bounces off of tangential elements, flows with only the loosest suggestion of a pattern, and is almost never the most direct way to move a story forward
So yes, fine, wear a suit, look good. But also let’s not pretend that suiting makes us better people or somehow restores civility or improves the world. It’s wasteful, it’s expensive, it’s classist, and it’s overall the bad old days no matter how good they look.
Allowing everything to be-come in its own time not only requires so much less effort, but produces such better results that it’s worth being firm for just a moment: put down the ruler, wipe that stern expression off your face, and listen to what the classroom is doing.
There really is no wrong way to write, and that’s something you’ll see me learn over the course of the SSS Archives.
…the actual end-game of contemporary capitalism, to wit: the disposable commodity that is the human being.
I bought them, I displayed them, I may in fact have pretended they were shooting at each other over the streets of Macross city, but now they’re sitting in a box in my dad’s basement and I don’t feel I can throw them out.
One thing I have known about myself for a long time: I embrace paradox. I’m fine with oxymorons. In the words of Turbish from Disenchantment: two things can be true. So sure, take comfort in tradition while never being comfortable with it, look for the new to find the old, and go back home to discover where to go next.
In a way, what this post really is, as are most of the old “unsolicited advice for writers” posts, is a love-letter to the training that ironed out my writing. It was thanks to great professors like Chris Leland, Doug Unger, and Pablo Medina, among MANY others, that I started being able to find my voice and hit the harder notes. It still took me a while to get really publishable, but no doubt that I’m a fine example of education working as designed insofar as writing is concerned.
I’ll never forget my time as a cook, mostly because I can never shake the feeling that I might someday have to be one again. I’ve said goodbye to restaurant work many times in the past – in high school when I went to work in the video store, when I left college to become a security guard, and then when I went to grad school.