So it was only a week, but I think I missed being connected to the internet more then I missed playing Wow.
I don’t think I even thought about playing Starcraft Once.
I think I also need to ease back in to the blogging, I still have a few days of holidays left, and I’m spending one of them attending an internal interview for a new job – but its something I want to do rather badly so I’m not complaining, but besides going through my reader, normal blog blogging will recommence shortly once I get some stuff sorted.
I want to write some more on Aussiecon, and some of it will be related to Wow, and then gaming, and some will not be related to Wow, but being surrounded by people who have so much passion for writing, and being able to listen to their stories, and views on everything from feminism ( need more female superheros!) , to medical ethics, and writing fight scenes ( and taking swings at each other in the workshop) , gaming! and to what seems to be a trend in metal music to use Poe, and lovecraft as inspiration, Zombies v Vampires, to be able to be in the middle of discussions on favorite authors, and characters in books, and genres I love, from Urban Fantasy to horror, science fiction, fantasy, and to get to meet an author that I can go up to shake their hand, , and do a ” Hi I’m… and I have your book in my bag without going too fan gurlish. ( yes I did that.. and I was a little shy and had to get dragged over by another person of my acquaintance who recognized him.
My brain has had multiples over the ideas and this head space I have been in, and that I feel that this is the place I belong, < insert procrastination where I blog instead of write!)
All that passion, and accomplishment makes me feel small, but this smallness is not without hope, the approachability of the authors, and the stories also told show that not only did they work hard to get where they are, but that they also had to start somewhere.
Was it a kick up the butt to motivate me to creative write more. Maybe. Punched out the beginning of an idea while waiting for my departure time on the way back. Might get a few rough chapters with the ideas as it is now. I’m psyched up now, I hope to keep that drive.
Hopefully perpetuated by continuing to stay involved in writers events like that,
An interesting concept which will probably one of a few I talk about, but I want to talk about it now, is that I hadn’t quite looked at the old “Write what you know” adage in this particular light. If all you know is books then you what you know is books, and so you write a book that shows your knowledge of other books, but if you know more than books, have your own experiences, do real reasearch, then you know so much more and your writing will reflect that, and more orginal thought processes come through.
And so I apply this to WOW. If I spent too much time creatively, socially, recreationally, emotionally here, and I feel I have been then my scope gets narrow. I need to know less WOW
I’ve just had what I thought I knew about Wow friendships completely destroyed in a bad way, not with bang, but a whimper. Dismissed. Thrown away, and all that crap,and destroyed irreparably, you don’t realize how many tenticles a friendship can have until you remove each other from your life. I’m upset. I’m sure I’ll get over it. That’s probably all I will say on it, unless I can find some other life lesson in the experience than that I feel completely head fracked and I was warned
Tomorrow.. Tomorrow.. There’s always tomorrow..