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rotedo it's day 2 of my trying to make this journal do something with its life. (i am most definitely talking about the journal, not me. probably).
i thought i would try and see if i can post a couple times a week here. not necessarily for the sake of making this account worth something, per se, but to get out any urge i have to write something that isn't an actual story out. i know documenting thoughts and feelings and what one did during the day can be cathartic especially for writer types like myself so here i am. i think the most important factor in my reinvigoration of this journal is the fact that around late june before i left for my summer trip to seoul, ibaraki, and tokyo, i bought a pair of moleskine notebooks. spoiler alert i've barely used either of them for anything.
i'm more a typist. i can't write with my hand for more than a couple pages before it starts cramping up and it annoys me so much because i think a lot faster than i write. typing however is kinda my thing. i average about 98 wpm and i even won the fastest typist award in 8th grade (a crowning achievement, yes i'm still proud of myself). this is to say that i'm meant to be typing my words not writing them. i haven't written with my hand since college and i don't intend to start now. i live in the 21st century for a reason.
this means i need to come to the internet to spill out my musings about my life. yes i could host a diary type document in my word processor but where would the fun be in that?
anyways, i'm here to talk about writing. whether it be original or fanfiction or a random journal entry on a tiny site, it's the sort of elusive creature i've been seeking after since i was, like, 12. i think i may have cracked a code on prolific production of words. this is a huge deal for me because i haven't written anything substantial since i was a teenager and certainly haven't finished a project. i even dabbled in painting recently to avoid the crushing weight of my writerly failures. now though! with the help of a word tracker on nanowrimo's website and a pair of headphones, i think i've finally solved that nagging procrastination issue.
see, with the threat of losing a streak on the nano site, i've been forcing myself to eke out any kind of words i possibly can on this spn fic i started on a whim. that means, every day i feel pressured to write something down. this is a double edged sword in a way because one would think it could easily be a source of stress for me, especially after a 10 hour shift. but, i think, the fact that even a couple hundred words is good enough to give me that satisfied feeling of having done something (namely maintaining a streak) is what's making it worthwhile. so, if you have some sort of mental block on your writing, i suggest some sort of word tracker to keep you motivated.
there's two parts to this discovery however. the second part lies in a pair of over the ear headphones i just purchased because i can't resist a deal. originally, i got them (noise cancelling beats studios) for my future flights to block out cabin noise and exist in my old little bubble. but of course they required a trial period after i bought them so i decided what better use for them but to write? and let me tell you what a difference they made. normally, i would write to the speakers of my laptop playing my spotify playlist out loud to my apartment or, if my roommate/sister is around to be impacted, i'd pop in an airpod and call it a day.
let it be said there can be no true replacement for ambiance. one measly little wireless headphone in your right ear will never compare to the beautiful, isolating experience of noise canceling over-ear headphones. even blasting my music into the living room doesn't compare, namely because the going's on of apartment life continue to mill about in the background. now some people might find that sort of hum useful, things like cars driving past, bickering couples, and jet engine airplanes flying overhead. but me personally, i crave the silence. now if i could silence the world and play my mood making music into the void it creates, i could finally know peace. and let me tell you, noise canceling headphones do the trick wonderfully. not only to i get to block out every little environmental distracting sound, i can only hear the beautiful bass and feel the drum beats of my favorite songs, bits and pieces coming out that i swear did not exist before.
these headphones really made a difference for me when it comes to getting into a mood to write and create. at least for the kind of person i am, being able to cut myself off and narrow my world down to me, my laptop, and music, is like a godsend for my muse. thus, i've managed to write about 68000 words for this spn fic in the span of about three weeks. every time i've settled into the couch, plopped my beats on, and typed away without a care.
i'm here to advocate investing in a pair of noise canceling, over ear headphones basically if you love to write to music and get easily distracted by auditory input. they don't have to be particularly expensive either (beats?? you might be saying. but need i remind you that online sales are crazy good right now and i got a pair almost half-off so go forth) just functional. please bless yourself if you're struggling, because this is one of the best investments i think i've made in quite a while, and i bought amazon stock once.
now please look forward to future posts about: supernatural ending (and sam & dean's relationship as it's progressed over the course of 15 years), tony stark's legacy and how endgame didn't happen (including how his love for his favorite young adult saved the universe), bernie sanders 2020 aka have a soul and take care of each other (for the love of all things holy), and playlists on spotify for moods and ships and everything in between.
can i also add here that i've successfully managed to stockholm myself into liking black coffee? i'm seriously ascending. capitalist coffee shops won't get my $5 anymore
i thought i would try and see if i can post a couple times a week here. not necessarily for the sake of making this account worth something, per se, but to get out any urge i have to write something that isn't an actual story out. i know documenting thoughts and feelings and what one did during the day can be cathartic especially for writer types like myself so here i am. i think the most important factor in my reinvigoration of this journal is the fact that around late june before i left for my summer trip to seoul, ibaraki, and tokyo, i bought a pair of moleskine notebooks. spoiler alert i've barely used either of them for anything.
i'm more a typist. i can't write with my hand for more than a couple pages before it starts cramping up and it annoys me so much because i think a lot faster than i write. typing however is kinda my thing. i average about 98 wpm and i even won the fastest typist award in 8th grade (a crowning achievement, yes i'm still proud of myself). this is to say that i'm meant to be typing my words not writing them. i haven't written with my hand since college and i don't intend to start now. i live in the 21st century for a reason.
this means i need to come to the internet to spill out my musings about my life. yes i could host a diary type document in my word processor but where would the fun be in that?
anyways, i'm here to talk about writing. whether it be original or fanfiction or a random journal entry on a tiny site, it's the sort of elusive creature i've been seeking after since i was, like, 12. i think i may have cracked a code on prolific production of words. this is a huge deal for me because i haven't written anything substantial since i was a teenager and certainly haven't finished a project. i even dabbled in painting recently to avoid the crushing weight of my writerly failures. now though! with the help of a word tracker on nanowrimo's website and a pair of headphones, i think i've finally solved that nagging procrastination issue.
see, with the threat of losing a streak on the nano site, i've been forcing myself to eke out any kind of words i possibly can on this spn fic i started on a whim. that means, every day i feel pressured to write something down. this is a double edged sword in a way because one would think it could easily be a source of stress for me, especially after a 10 hour shift. but, i think, the fact that even a couple hundred words is good enough to give me that satisfied feeling of having done something (namely maintaining a streak) is what's making it worthwhile. so, if you have some sort of mental block on your writing, i suggest some sort of word tracker to keep you motivated.
there's two parts to this discovery however. the second part lies in a pair of over the ear headphones i just purchased because i can't resist a deal. originally, i got them (noise cancelling beats studios) for my future flights to block out cabin noise and exist in my old little bubble. but of course they required a trial period after i bought them so i decided what better use for them but to write? and let me tell you what a difference they made. normally, i would write to the speakers of my laptop playing my spotify playlist out loud to my apartment or, if my roommate/sister is around to be impacted, i'd pop in an airpod and call it a day.
let it be said there can be no true replacement for ambiance. one measly little wireless headphone in your right ear will never compare to the beautiful, isolating experience of noise canceling over-ear headphones. even blasting my music into the living room doesn't compare, namely because the going's on of apartment life continue to mill about in the background. now some people might find that sort of hum useful, things like cars driving past, bickering couples, and jet engine airplanes flying overhead. but me personally, i crave the silence. now if i could silence the world and play my mood making music into the void it creates, i could finally know peace. and let me tell you, noise canceling headphones do the trick wonderfully. not only to i get to block out every little environmental distracting sound, i can only hear the beautiful bass and feel the drum beats of my favorite songs, bits and pieces coming out that i swear did not exist before.
these headphones really made a difference for me when it comes to getting into a mood to write and create. at least for the kind of person i am, being able to cut myself off and narrow my world down to me, my laptop, and music, is like a godsend for my muse. thus, i've managed to write about 68000 words for this spn fic in the span of about three weeks. every time i've settled into the couch, plopped my beats on, and typed away without a care.
i'm here to advocate investing in a pair of noise canceling, over ear headphones basically if you love to write to music and get easily distracted by auditory input. they don't have to be particularly expensive either (beats?? you might be saying. but need i remind you that online sales are crazy good right now and i got a pair almost half-off so go forth) just functional. please bless yourself if you're struggling, because this is one of the best investments i think i've made in quite a while, and i bought amazon stock once.
now please look forward to future posts about: supernatural ending (and sam & dean's relationship as it's progressed over the course of 15 years), tony stark's legacy and how endgame didn't happen (including how his love for his favorite young adult saved the universe), bernie sanders 2020 aka have a soul and take care of each other (for the love of all things holy), and playlists on spotify for moods and ships and everything in between.
can i also add here that i've successfully managed to stockholm myself into liking black coffee? i'm seriously ascending. capitalist coffee shops won't get my $5 anymore
