I feel guilty that I haven’t been writing! I keep asking myself, “Do you want to be an accountant for the rest of your life, or do you want to be a story teller?”
The answer is a Story teller, but I want to be able to pay my bills too. Why must these things be mutually exclusive? (I just realized I have no idea why “mutually exclusive” means what it means.)
I’ve been spending my 30 minute lunch breaks reading “Making Comics” by Scott McCloud. (Did you know he changed his name from McLeod? Traitor! No, I’m not a McLeod, I just think a person should keep the name they’re born with! Yes, I debate this with myself all the time, to stay a DiNello or change my name when I get married, IF I ever get married…)
I’ve been spending my dinners and time between work and World of Warcraft reading “Watchmen” by Alan Moore. I partly think I should wait until AFTER the movie comes out to read the Comic, the movie is probably going to just tick me off.
So, between working 40 hours a week, my raid group 8 hours a week, and trying to have a social life, where is the time for writing? I know I know, raid less. But these people are my friends! If I don’t hang out with them I’m all alone! (whine whine)
Ok, I’ve stolen enough time for one day. I’ll write more later I’m sure. Maybe it’ll even have substance.
