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Deep in the word mines...
Sep. 29th, 2020 09:22 amThis will be the last time that I begin a post with an apology for the time since I have last posted. Sorry it's been a little while, Dreamwidth. But from now on, I'm going to try to stop worrying about it. There should be no obligation to post, no schedule that I have to hit, and no feeling of inadequacy held in the blanks spaces between casual updates.
The past few weeks have held me in thrall to my keyboard.
Work demands 10+ hour days right now, as we prepare a bid response with too little time and not enough supporting information. My work writing style is concise, and plain, as I have been taught on numerous technical writing courses. But I have written too few words, apparently. I must write more, lest brevity make it seem that we have not enough to offer.
Meanwhile my hobbyist writing is frustrating. Given no guidance for a particular piece of writing, I passed it to my assigned editors, who seem to see little value in the parts of it in which I see most value. The edits that have been requested eviscerate the meaning, neuter my interest and reduce the whole process to a chore. I'm sure that this is commonplace amongst professionals (although my professional editors of the past have had more tact, more empathy and seem to have actually liked my writing), but in a hobby field I find it annoying. I am probably being unfair, and overly grumpy.
I've got a bunch of writing to do for a Meeting of Monarchs, and consequently have booked myself some time away to do so. I'm expecting that my long, crazy days of frantic work will be done by the end of the week, and so the weekend afterwards I am going to go to a cabin in the Forest of Dean for a few days. The couple who own it are a Sound Therapist and a Writer and they seem like muchly Hippies. I'm hoping to get some peaceful days with my own head and 16th century France.
I've got two other writing projects that I want to get into, but I'm determined to keep them from bubbling over onto the page until my other obligations are done.
The past few weeks have held me in thrall to my keyboard.
Work demands 10+ hour days right now, as we prepare a bid response with too little time and not enough supporting information. My work writing style is concise, and plain, as I have been taught on numerous technical writing courses. But I have written too few words, apparently. I must write more, lest brevity make it seem that we have not enough to offer.
Meanwhile my hobbyist writing is frustrating. Given no guidance for a particular piece of writing, I passed it to my assigned editors, who seem to see little value in the parts of it in which I see most value. The edits that have been requested eviscerate the meaning, neuter my interest and reduce the whole process to a chore. I'm sure that this is commonplace amongst professionals (although my professional editors of the past have had more tact, more empathy and seem to have actually liked my writing), but in a hobby field I find it annoying. I am probably being unfair, and overly grumpy.
I've got a bunch of writing to do for a Meeting of Monarchs, and consequently have booked myself some time away to do so. I'm expecting that my long, crazy days of frantic work will be done by the end of the week, and so the weekend afterwards I am going to go to a cabin in the Forest of Dean for a few days. The couple who own it are a Sound Therapist and a Writer and they seem like muchly Hippies. I'm hoping to get some peaceful days with my own head and 16th century France.
I've got two other writing projects that I want to get into, but I'm determined to keep them from bubbling over onto the page until my other obligations are done.
