Morning Blag: Changing Things Up
April 22, 2016 § 2 Comments
The inimitable Warren Ellis does this thing he calls Morning Computer, which is usually a short brain dump of something he’s thinking about; a snapshot of his mind taken as he’s just waking up. Which is usually noon, so not morning, but the inimitable Warren Ellis has addressed that by decreeing Warren’s Rule:
Warren’s Rule: if Warren has been awake less than two hours, it is Morning, no matter what the clock says the time is.
— Warren Ellis (@warrenellis) July 12, 2012
(Jesus, I just realized I know a level of detail about Warren Ellis that would probably qualify me as a stalker if I hadn’t learned it all from his blog posts. Maybe that still qualifies me as a stalker. Moving on.)
I’ve always been intrigued by the idea of doing something similar, but then the Rationality Demon screams about how I already have no time in the mornings and I’m not Warren Ellis and therefore anything similar I did would be an epigone and what’s the fucking point in that?
But there is a point in it—writing.
The fantastic (and also inimitable) Maureen McHugh once told me that writing isn’t a science, like biology; you don’t get better by reading about it and thinking about it and talking about it with your writer friends. Writing is a skill, like basketball; you get better by practicing.
So I’m going to borrow (fine, “steal”) the inimitable Warren Ellis’s idea and start writing short little brain-dump blog posts in the mornings. Imitate the inimitable. Embrace my epigone-ness with the goal of purging the clutter that’s built up overnight and clearing the decks for the day’s work. I’m hoping this helps me write better and write faster, because it’s already taken me far too long to write the current novel-in-progress, and I’ve a line of stories impatiently queued up behind it.
If you’re familiar with Morning Computer, you know it’s usually interesting because Warren’s brain works in Mysterious Ways. I doubt my version (the working title is “Morning Blag,” until I come up with something unique) will be a quarter as interesting, but that’s okay. I’m not doing it for you, I’m doing it for me.
Because if I’ve learned anything from the 2016 Celebrity Death Fest that seems unbearably unending, it’s that it’s already late in the game, and tomorrow isn’t guaranteed.