How in Heck Did I End Up Smelling Like a Rose?

After reading munk's post I had to retrieve my Rose from the k-bucket where its been since I received it. When I first got the urge to get one, I was thinking "bowie". Turns out it is a small sword. Didn't think I'd find a use for it.

But now, if I'm ever on the docks in New Orleans.......
 
Bill, I'm on page 120. Josh is my editor. I stopped for over a month and have been depressed.

Remember when we talked in the trailer about not writing Detective fiction unless you knew the legal street world? I told you I thought it would be SF. "They can't check your facts, then." You said, and we laughed.

I haven't forgotten your other suggestions, either.


The book is saving my life, I'm just afraid of what will happen when it's over.
I never felt more fragile, alive, and myself. Putting it off has been a lead weight on my character for over 30 years, and working on it is like the square peg finally chinked home.


munk
 
Munk -

I used to write a bit; there are still some things of mine floating around the internet here and there. (And no, I won't tell you what name they're under. I'm a bit ashamed of the earlier ones.) One thing I realized is that writing - good writing - is an automatic process. Either it's there or it's not. When one forces it, one ends up with something that's not as good as it should be.

Don't force it. It will finish itself. If you need a break then take one, but when the story is ready to continue, continue it. I put my last one off for months and when I finally got around to writing it, it was gone. That was about two years ago. It hasn't been back since. I'm now quite sure that it won't ever be back. You don't want to know what that feels like. Fortunately I've found other ways to express myself but I feel like an amputee all the same.

Good luck with your endeavors, Munk. Writing is easy. Good writing is extremely difficult and there isn't much to go around these days. More is always welcome. I'm confident that you'll write something worth reading.
 
Thanks for your advice, Satori. I know you write well.

Yes, forcing isn't good, but if you sit down, and try, often what you need will arrive. For a mind like mine, rewriting is what it is about anyway, after the prime is done.

I sold the first story I ever sat down and intentionally wrote for a magazine, and have not been heard from since.

Bill once said, 'many are called, few are chosen."
But this is something I must do if I am to look the Angels in the eyes. You know; after they're done shaking me up and down by the scruff of the neck?

munk
 
Writing is a tough racket -- the toughest I've ever tried and it's a lonely profession. If I had to do it all over I think I'd skip that part of my life. I didn't have the required talent -- very few do -- and that made trying to write anything worthwhile exceedingly difficult.

Just getting the book done is a major accomplishment, Munk. And, if you succeed in doing that you'll have my admiration. If you can get it into print and people read it you'll have my astonished admiration. The odds are very much against you but if this is what it takes to look the Angels in the eyes better get after it.
 
Thank You.


I'll bet you didn't realize how much of what you say I remember.

But I can't remember my old rock n roll facts and need Hollow to remind me when I'm confused.



munk
 
Munk,

Maybe I've just missed it carelessly, but what is it about? The story of Munk? Life, love, khuks? Just wondering. Cool endeavor, man. Keep us informed.

Nam
 
Yeah, that happened.



Regardless of genre or style, the subject of what I write about is pretty much the same.

What I want to do in books has been shown here. There was an Easter egg hunt story a few might still remember.















munk
 
So, it's just Munk. Good to hear it. I'll get a copy to make me look intelligent! :D

BTW, good to hear that life is still cheap here in the Brazos. Munk's back.

Nam
 
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