Dialogue and Dishsoap
Apr. 15th, 2019 01:51 pmBeen feeling the writing bug more and more since my editing contract ended and work isn't sucking the creative energy out of me anymore. Though budgeting my time to actually sit down and type a draft that isn't just margin notes on a lesson plan is still in the concept stage.
Mostly writing is my going for walks through the city and using speech to text to try to narrate a draft. I think best when I'm moving and one of the biggest benefits about living in Taiwan is very few people understand me. This city has the best winding streets and backwards one ways for writing. I managed to actually come up with something for the final confrontation that I was really happy with...unfortunately I forgot my headphones and in the time between my getting to work and getting a pen nearly all of that dialogue had vanished. I'm still a bit salty about that, tried walking the same route and still can't recall.
Spent my weekend at the city's Songkran water festival, which was a nice recharge and a change from my normal lazy day off. The water was freezing cold, but organizers had a pink foam cannon that was oddly warm. We spent so much time in the foam my friend's contacts were dyed pink. Hoping organizers got some good photos, it was too wet for me to have a camera out.
Despite showering my skin is still itchy and dry from basically bathing in dish soap bubbles for a few hours. Feeling good about the week though, and crossing my finger that that dialogue comes back.
Mostly writing is my going for walks through the city and using speech to text to try to narrate a draft. I think best when I'm moving and one of the biggest benefits about living in Taiwan is very few people understand me. This city has the best winding streets and backwards one ways for writing. I managed to actually come up with something for the final confrontation that I was really happy with...unfortunately I forgot my headphones and in the time between my getting to work and getting a pen nearly all of that dialogue had vanished. I'm still a bit salty about that, tried walking the same route and still can't recall.
Spent my weekend at the city's Songkran water festival, which was a nice recharge and a change from my normal lazy day off. The water was freezing cold, but organizers had a pink foam cannon that was oddly warm. We spent so much time in the foam my friend's contacts were dyed pink. Hoping organizers got some good photos, it was too wet for me to have a camera out.
Despite showering my skin is still itchy and dry from basically bathing in dish soap bubbles for a few hours. Feeling good about the week though, and crossing my finger that that dialogue comes back.