Report Nov 11, twenty days to go
Well, I don't have much to show as far as word count - just that parody (which took 8 hours! Lyrics are hard, yeesh) and a lot of ideas and background info for essays and stories and projects to make the world a better place. But I've learned a few things along the way so far... Writing is lonelier than editing. The Internet really can suck you into a vortex of time. Television stops independent thought, but music doesn't. Exercising every day is annoying as all get out but it does make you smart. Hornets swarm when the weather gets cold. And a piece of sandpaper wrapped around a popsicle stick does wonders for scraping out old tile cement.

I've written several thousand words of detailed critique in various venues, often writing longer critiques than the actual stories; and last night I spent seven straight hours editing and critiquing three different pieces, during prime gaming time. I love working with folks and helping them set their worlds on fire, more than gaming, more than roleplaying even. If I get over the fear of writing, will I love it most of all? Only one way to find out. But if I should somehow find a job helping other folks love their work, instead of doing it myself, well... there may be worse fates.