Though her experience with salamander rhetoric was nonexistent mere minutes ago, the girl felt as if she would have had trouble interpreting him even if she were extremely versed.
The house had tried to warn them, to groan in its boughs and eaves, that something was wrong.
“If fish were meant to drive, God would have given us wheels.”
I, like most people who consider themselves Writers, have historically encountered two obstacles to claiming that title:
- I’ve never actually, technically been paid to write.*
- I sometimes go years between writing.*
* E-mails, status updates, and postings for my job don’t count, as eloquent as they may sometimes be.
Sure, I’ve had glimpses of success, like that shining moment of first being published in a third grade Reflections contest and coming in 2nd place in a short story contest held by the Dictionary’s Twitter account, but in general it’s been a pretty discouraging lifetime of trying to write (and write well). It was too easy to go from August 2011 to March 2014 without writing anything worth having been written, let alone read.
If I’ve learned anything from Sun Tzu (I haven’t), it’s that you have to use extreme force to create change. What’s the best way to make sure I start writing again? “Gradually ease your way back into it over a reasonable amount of time,” you say? Don’t tell me what to do! I’ll do it my way! Because I’m stupid, and that’s what stupid people do. Continue reading