Sometimes I don’t know what possessed me to get a Master’s degree in creative non-fiction. It’s not the degree that perplexes me as much as the subject. I love to blog, and I enjoy memoir and personal essay, but my life is so incredibly boring that to share the details of it with you would be tantamount to torture, and, as we all know, we don’t use torture here in the United States.

Ultimately it doesn’t matter what concentration is on my degree. (Actually, the concentration isn’t listed. Is that a sign?) I’m a dabbler, and unfortunately it doesn’t take much to shift my attention from one genre to another. For the past month I’ve been hard at work on the rewrite of my YA novel, but two minutes listening to my former instructor Sandra Tsing-Loh on the radio and I felt compelled to return to the world of OpEds. It’s a good thing I was in the car at the time, because by the time I got home I’d forgotten about the impulse and finished my 1667 daily word goal on the novel.

I go to the movies and want to write screenplays. I read books and think about my own. I buy comic books and want to contact the artists half-a-world away who are working on one of mine. I watch television and think of ways I’d have done it differently. (People on TV were acting really stupid this week.) I’m starting to fear my exposure to media; it keeps constantly shifting my focus, and if it continues, I’ll never get anything done.

So I’m appointing the internet my taskmaster. Keep me on track, would you?

Here’s the update: I’ve passed 47k and am a little more than halfway done. Not editing earlier chapters is killing me, but despite contracting the terminal illness of editosis, I keep pushing forward. Oh, so much garbage. Really. (I believe that thinking your first draft is perfection is a sign of a delusional writer.) I just keep telling myself that I’m trying to get the framework in place, and that none of the words have to be permanent, but I’ve never been very good at convincing myself of anything.

For the time being I’ll live up to my degree with this blog, sharing this journey with you, whoever you are. Just remember, when I’m famous you’ll all be hipsters – you can say you knew me before I was cool.


And on a different note, I’m hoping to be a vendor at this year’s Geek Girl Con August 11-12. I’ve mailed in my application, but it would definitely help me cover costs if I could sell some items beforehand. So if you know a geek looking to accessorize, send him or her to check out uGeek. And if you like what I do, become a fan on Facebook!

Add Your Thoughts