A First Post From Home
OK, so it's terribly late and I should really be sleeping.
But I managed to log in from home for the first time, and I felt a sense of occasion. And you know how it is with this writing crap - the sight of your own words has its own draw. It's not like assigned writing or - [Insert Deity] forbid - ad copy. Instead, creative writing is an endless unrolling of text where I watch with eager anticipation to see what comes next.
And so, even at 2:11am with two sleeping princesses in the apartment, I write.
Exciting news - I'm working on a pretty smokin' piece I pitched and my editor bit. Not only that, but I'm getting interviews lined up WEEKS before the piece is due. OK - I was set up for one week before, but the story was bumped two weeks so now I'm preparing, like, three weeks ahead! Marvellous sense of foresight, there, but I won't let it go to my head.
Miso this week, Japanese cuisine that we did without sushi. It felt odd, but turned out fabuloso. Next week, I'm still going to try to badger my coworker and her husband out to The Cajun House in St. Albert. I like the company, but I also want to drag their familiarity with the cuisine into the piece.
It's been three weeks and I have successfully resisted gimmicking my Dish reviews. I didn't expect it to be so hard, but once I've done one... I just need another hit, man. To scare you with the results: I almost adapted this week's review from a 2 Live Crew track.
Gimmicks bad. Reviewing good. I wonder if The Dish and Runaway Spoon got any play from the piece? As a Dish reviewer, you wonder, eh?
But I managed to log in from home for the first time, and I felt a sense of occasion. And you know how it is with this writing crap - the sight of your own words has its own draw. It's not like assigned writing or - [Insert Deity] forbid - ad copy. Instead, creative writing is an endless unrolling of text where I watch with eager anticipation to see what comes next.
And so, even at 2:11am with two sleeping princesses in the apartment, I write.
Exciting news - I'm working on a pretty smokin' piece I pitched and my editor bit. Not only that, but I'm getting interviews lined up WEEKS before the piece is due. OK - I was set up for one week before, but the story was bumped two weeks so now I'm preparing, like, three weeks ahead! Marvellous sense of foresight, there, but I won't let it go to my head.
Miso this week, Japanese cuisine that we did without sushi. It felt odd, but turned out fabuloso. Next week, I'm still going to try to badger my coworker and her husband out to The Cajun House in St. Albert. I like the company, but I also want to drag their familiarity with the cuisine into the piece.
It's been three weeks and I have successfully resisted gimmicking my Dish reviews. I didn't expect it to be so hard, but once I've done one... I just need another hit, man. To scare you with the results: I almost adapted this week's review from a 2 Live Crew track.
Gimmicks bad. Reviewing good. I wonder if The Dish and Runaway Spoon got any play from the piece? As a Dish reviewer, you wonder, eh?
posted by enthrall at 2:07 AM
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