DearYou

I loathe the limitations of Twitter. 140 characters. Pfft. But I'm also addicted to Twitter. So here I am. Tweeting longer on a third party service. Bah!

YOU KNOW THAT FEELING?

You know that feeling you get? The one that says, “Fuck yeah, I’m awesome!” If you’re a writer, going  back and reading your earlier stuff can be like time machine access to the opposite of that feeling. 

And suddenly, I know what George Lucas feels like. Well, not exactly; I’m not rich, crazy*, or driven to insert Ewoks into everything. But I understand the impulse to go back in time to fix past you. It’s hard not to re-edit and just let the mistakes lie.

I read this stuff, and yeah, it’s funny. But ye gods, the adverbs! And my cavalier attitude towards punctuation. 

I used to get that “Fuck yeah!” feeling every time I hit the PUBLISH button. Now I want to go back and hit Past Julian in the mangina before he has a chance to embarrass me. 

Heh.  

*I think

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