Zine Fest and some procrastination
C2E2 was last weekend. It was pretty fantastic. I'm just being lethargic about writing a post on DestroyTheCyb.org! about it. I may get around to it this afternoon when I have some free time.
My good friend Amanda Stevenson performed some magic and got my zine printed at a super discounted price for this upcoming weekend--The Chicago Zine Fest. I have yet to staple the 30ish copies, but they're sitting in a pile in my bedroom staring at me. I'm starting to realize that all of the emotion and angst I put into that little booklet is now in print and maybe, just maybe, someone is going to read it. It's a bit intimidating.
I went on a writing spree last night before bed for about 30 minutes and I think it's the start to issue #2 of my zine. It will most definitely be less angry and more of a self-observation and/or random observations with some snarky tidbits here and there. I'm not aiming for a general theme, but then again I wasn't for my last zine and somehow it was centralized around stress/sleep/sadness. I feel the next issue will be a bit happier or more positive in general.
I've been lacking on Weekly Writings. A combination of going to Phoenix, being at C2E2, homework, and being just plain busy has put me two weeks behind. But I'm not giving up. I have a handful of story ideas in the mix, I just need to extract them from my head and put them on paper (or into some kind of digital text document). A mix of sci-fi and suspense is what I've come up with so far, but I want to push myself to get away from death-themed stories--if you've read anything on the site by me so far, you'll get what I mean. I may take some stories I've heard from friends and fictionalize them... there's a few good ones I have somewhere in the attic of my mind.
So... procrastination seems to be my issue. Damn TV shows and lethargy.
