Well, if you have read this blog, you know what my buttons are: corruption in public officials, people who can't write coherently, and in general, stupidity. I believe that stupidity is a choice that people make when they choose mental laziness over lifelong learning. It's OK to be ignorant, that can be changed, but stupidity is a self-fulfilling self-limitation.
I wrote some advice earlier for those who would post comments on blogs or news articles. Basically I plead for three things: coherence, creativity and cordiality. Of course there will always be those who are incapable of any original thought, and who believe that screaming the same inanities repeatedly somehow makes them a pundit. Sigh.
So, to make my bones, so to speak, I have entered a contest where one is a winner by the simple accomplishment of writing a novel in one month. Quality is not considered a factor. Wordcount is the only criterion. The name of this whacky contest is NaNoWriMo, or National Novel Writing Month at http://www.nanowrimo.org/
I am doing this in order to prove to myself that I have what it takes, but am prepared to finish my novel even if I can't win. By the way, everyone who finishes fifty thousand words in a month is a winner, so, the competition is with one's self, not with other entrants. This is a wonderful opportunity for any budding author to socialize and share the agony of creation with others who have no reason to sabotage one's efforts. In fact, there are a number of forums devoted to sharing the experience with fellow contestants.
I challenge you to try also, if it is too late this year, try next year, but try. My nic on nanowrimo is conhed. I'll be your buddy there if you ask.
Happy Musing!
conhed
I wrote some advice earlier for those who would post comments on blogs or news articles. Basically I plead for three things: coherence, creativity and cordiality. Of course there will always be those who are incapable of any original thought, and who believe that screaming the same inanities repeatedly somehow makes them a pundit. Sigh.
So, to make my bones, so to speak, I have entered a contest where one is a winner by the simple accomplishment of writing a novel in one month. Quality is not considered a factor. Wordcount is the only criterion. The name of this whacky contest is NaNoWriMo, or National Novel Writing Month at http://www.nanowrimo.org/
I am doing this in order to prove to myself that I have what it takes, but am prepared to finish my novel even if I can't win. By the way, everyone who finishes fifty thousand words in a month is a winner, so, the competition is with one's self, not with other entrants. This is a wonderful opportunity for any budding author to socialize and share the agony of creation with others who have no reason to sabotage one's efforts. In fact, there are a number of forums devoted to sharing the experience with fellow contestants.
I challenge you to try also, if it is too late this year, try next year, but try. My nic on nanowrimo is conhed. I'll be your buddy there if you ask.
Happy Musing!
conhed
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