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Name: Austin
Location: Hurst-Euless-Bedford, Texas, United States
Birthday: 2/10/1989
Gender: Male
Interests: Well... I really like Judo. And writing. Not reading, though; my influence for my novels mainly comes from the world around me... and the Japanese. Myes. I am a tad of a fan of all things Japan, because Japan gives us our video games.
Expertise: I'm pretty good at writing, when I'm not half asleep. I'm ranked nikyu in Judo, and while that by no means qualifies me as an expert, I'm confident I'd be able to kick at least a little butt in a self-defense situation. Not that I really need to worry about that sort of thing.
Occupation: That information is classified
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AIM:  FlA Minch IA
Member Since:
5/3/2005
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| I've graduated college now. I'm a freelance writer. Haven't written much in the way of novels recently, which is really too bad; I probably have bunches more and bunches better to write now that I'm graduated and exposed to all the literary genius in the world and all that.
I'm planning a road trip around the United States, after which I think I'll have more to write about. Graduating has been a humbling experience: I realize at last that my life experiences don't even puncture the surface of the great What-We're-All-Looking-For-Deep-Down-That-Literature-Has-Inherently. I'm not going to find that What on this road trip, but I think if I tread enough of the surface of America I'll find--I don't know what I'll find, even, but a *lead,* damn it, I'm sure. With my level of experience, just maybe I'll *recognize* that lead when I see it. | | |
| Good ol' Xanga. You and me, we done made us some pretty good memories, yeah?
I'm not going to make one of those posts where I declare Xanga bankruptcy or anything like that. But, I mean, I don't really use this anymore. Sorry to disappoint.
Well, maybe I'll go back and look at old posts for reference material for the Autobiography sometime.
By the way, I'm almost graduated from college. Just a one more year. And then, the rest of my life. | | |
| I've sent query letters to seven agencies, and I plan on sending some more soon. I've retyped the same letter seven times, each version better than the last. So... it could be said that I'm making progress.
I don't really know how to edit a novel, honestly. I don't really make grammatical or form errors, and my wording is usually pretty lucid. I guess all there really is is editing for content. And, like, I don't really know what to add.
In other news, I'm about as subtle as rain. And don't you hate it when you have one of those holy crap moments where you realize that you've been being, in the derogatory sense, "that guy"?
Also, I've got this idea. Crazy, maybe, but it's mine. So, you know, I mean, I have three novels, one of which I would never publish. I'm in the process of looking for an agent for the most marketable of them. But what about the one in the middle? This chick I hang out with a lot thinks it's mostly childish rubbish, but I'm not so sure. I'm thinking I'm going to give each chapter a nice little polish-up and post them online, one by one, on my own website. Get myself an illustrator, mess around, have fun, see just how far the fandom goes. | | |
| It's been nearly a month since I last posted here. School's been zooming by at about maybe a million miles an hour; I still haven't made any significant progress with regards to my writing career, my time being mostly gobbled up by classes and their respective homeworks. However, since it is my goal to eventually become a novelist of some degree of renown, I am thinking I should start trying to attend writing conferences.
Problem: they are extremely expensive. | | |
| So anyway, life is... pretty good. I'm taking eighteen hours worth of classes, and I'm going to beat the crap out of all of them. I am making use of a to-do list now, which, I must say, is a vast improvement over my former strategy of just doing assignments if and when I remember them.
Concerning the autobiography... I am currently at Chapter 61 and have a few plot points to go through before the end. Looks like I won't be wrapping it up in a nice little 64-chapter cube like I'd hoped. Being as hopelessly wrapped up in school as I am, I'm mostly writing on weekends lately. But on the bright side, when I'm writing three hours goes by like thirty minutes and I finish chapters in single sittings with relative ease. Ben Zombie did that for me, I think.
Ah. Yes. Speaking of. Ben Zombie is going to receive a prologue. The ending is a little crazy and out of place, and I'm hoping a prologue will fix that. You know, set up a hermeneutic and everything.
Actually, that seems like a brilliant idea. Like, so friggin' brilliant that if I didn't have other things to do I'd go do it right now. Next time I hit Starbucks and redeem my Free Beverage For Completing a Survey voucher, I'm definitely going to tackle that. Like, first thing after I've ordered my coffee.
And... moving on. Judo. Judo. I need to get an inner tube so I can do pulling exercises more effectively; in the meantime, my belt ought to do. There's a palm tree in our courtyard, out of the way of people and things, that works nicely for fit-ins; I wrap the belt around it twice and pretend one end is the opponent's sleeve and the other is his lapel, and I enter in for throws and step back out. It's actually, I'm surprised to say, extremely useful. Of course, the tree isn't going anywhere, but I can sort of use this to gauge my own balance and proper execution of techniques; if I do a fit-in of my favorite throw against a tree and fall over, there is absolutely no way my opponent's skill is to blame for it. For a person like me who overanalyzes everything he does, a tree is probably a good opponent.
Plus, if I ever do manage to throw the tree, I'm pretty sure I automatically get promoted to black belt right then and there.
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