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Saturday, March 6, 2010

Jazzing Around.

It seems as though this little blogging habit of mine is picking up steam. I am not entirely sure whether or not this is a good thing, but there is one thing I am certain of: Sagan is responsible for all of this. So if it turns out bad, blame her. I'm willing to take all credit if it turns out good, though. 

Since this is becoming a daily occurrence, I'm going to take advantage of the jump break feature. So, from now on, if I have a particularly lengthy post to write on you, my humble blog, I'm going to break it up into two to keep up with aesthetics. I can't wait to use the phrase "more after the jump." Oh, it's so exciting. 

I finished Part 1 of The Art of Fiction today. I can't express how fucking brilliant John Gardner is. If you're reading this, first take a moment to reflect on how wonderfully voyeuristic this experience is: peering into my thoughts. Then take a moment to consider how fucking stupid this all is, typing away our lives in a little HTML box. Then, if you are interested in writing (like my "followers" which have now racked up to a grand total of 3), pick up a copy of The Art of Fiction. Seriously. Do it. You won't regret it. I could blog about it all day and still completely fail to do it any justice. I am legitimately looking forward to seeing how my writing improves after reading this. Learning about writing has so far just been entirely guesswork on my part. I've only ever had one person (who knows anything) give me any advice about writing (namely, how to skip the guesswork) and that advice was, "Read The Art of Fiction by John Gardner."

More after the jump. (Oh god that was so satisfying.)