Wednesday, 19 February 2020

Personal update


It is funny that there is only a set amount of time in a day.  People only have a limited amount of time to do things and that means you can only do so much; you must prioritize what you do.  For example, I love to read, and I used to read a lot.  I like to write too, so I used to write a lot.  I listened to podcasts too.  And I worked at my jobs what ever those jobs were.  When I worked hard at a job I read less and wrote less and listened to podcasts less.  When I was laid off in the Winter, I read more, wrote more and listened to all the podcasts that I had not listened to and got behind in.  Fine and dandy.  Oh yeah, I forgot I added a fair amount of roleplaying too.  Then, tragedy strikes, someone notices me and reads my blog and boom I start getting laid regularly, but that is fine because I also find a job where I have to work less and so I have time to have sex and do all of the above too, except I can’t read as much, I am down to twenty-five books a year.  Then I move in with her and her family.  Guess what?  My free time disappears, I still have some, but it means I don’t have as much time to do a lot of things.  I buy books but they sit unread, I don’t write as often or for as long, and I don’t listen to my podcasts.  I don’t have the time.  I am okay with this because I am in a great relationship and my life is the fullest it has ever been.  AND I am having more sex than I have ever had before. 

It is nearly the end of the second month of Winter, and I have started two books, but I have not finished any.  I am playing in one Roleplaying game and running two others, I might be running four soon.  I am writing, more, I am working a little less as it is Winter, but I have told management I am interested in getting promoted to supervisor and that will mean working a lot more.  Maybe just at different, less convenient times, but probably more too.  So, it looks like I might have to limit a few other things.  Like I might have to get a car, so that I spend less time commuting.  I will have to spend less time reading or writing, I will have to choose, and I think the choice has already been made: less reading.  I have discovered that I can write a lot and people like reading what I write.  I post a summation of the last session for my adventures in a literary form, not what happened precisely, but how it should have happened: less dialogue, better descriptions. 
I am thinking about writing a book too.  I googled something a little while ago and the response surprised me.  Books are not as big as I thought they were.  I imagined huge manuscripts that weighed a ton, but the response I got on Google was a lot lighter than I thought.  A novel can be 50,000 words and that is a 200-page book.  And that did it.  I realized that my adventure summaries were two to three thousand words.  Wait I’ll go check . . ..  The word count on the Chapters was light, but 26 chapters each averaged 1,250-1,500 words apiece, so about 32,500 words plus the larger catchup chapters I just wrote, so about 40,000 words.  The Adventure that I just started is more detailed.  There are three chapters and the word count is about 11,000 words at that rate, I might be writing a much bigger adventure.  The difference between the adventures is that one is mine that I wrote for the adventurers and the first was an adventure I was modifying.  And I was trying to write a lot.  10,000 words is 40-pages.  It means if I devote myself to writing that story that I have been wanting to write for years and years, that plot that is in my head, I can do it.  If I can find the things that are missing like the reason why they are going out.  The reason why people will want to read my book.
So, I am running into the problem of limited hours in my day and too much I want to do.  I am halfway through a book that is in my backpack, it has been there since Jan 15th.  I need to do what I want most . . . and keep the things I have now, like the family that I feel almost part of and the girlfriend who give massages to and who regularly attacks me and wants to be attacked by me for sex . . . more sex than I thought was possible if I just take the time to have it.

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