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Apr. 18th, 2005 10:45 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
emonyI really hate the self-involved arrogance that proliferates on Livejournal sometimes. Today being one of those times.
Your life is not that interesting.
You are not that smart/funny/artistic/attractive.
You are no better than anyone else.
You need to get over yourself.
Oh, and also? Muses. I have a whole rant about this which I would subject you to were I not currenly at work, where I must at least pretend to be, ya know, working. In short, it comes down to this: MUSES ARE NOT REAL. They do not think, they do not feel, they do not wake you up in the middle of the night. They do not have an actual physical presence, so they cannot touch you, talk to you, peer over your shoulder or do ANYTHING that involves swords, knives, or any other physical object. Muses are a mental construct you have created to help you process your thoughts and write. They are NOT REAL. Now, we all know this to be true, deep down, but sometimes I do wonder if some people don't forget some times.
If there are really voices in your head telling you to write gay porn, you need to put yourself into the care of a qualified physician.
Otherwise, take a step back now and then. Read your LJ posts and think about what you've written. If you've just read back a big long post about how your such-and-such muse so-and-so woke you up at 2am thinking about a fabulous plot line for this fic you're writing, and how you then sat up for five hours writing it all down as s/he dictated over your shoulder? Why are you writing that? Why? Why not just write "I woke up at 2am with a brilliant idea, which I then spent the next five hours writing out. Boy do my wrists ache, and not in a fun way. Arf arf." Why all this "the voices in my head made me do it" BS?
I have a theory, but this was meant to be a one line PMS-induced rant, so I won't go in to it yet. In short, get over yourself. You write gay porn. Live with it.
Your life is not that interesting.
You are not that smart/funny/artistic/attractive.
You are no better than anyone else.
You need to get over yourself.
Oh, and also? Muses. I have a whole rant about this which I would subject you to were I not currenly at work, where I must at least pretend to be, ya know, working. In short, it comes down to this: MUSES ARE NOT REAL. They do not think, they do not feel, they do not wake you up in the middle of the night. They do not have an actual physical presence, so they cannot touch you, talk to you, peer over your shoulder or do ANYTHING that involves swords, knives, or any other physical object. Muses are a mental construct you have created to help you process your thoughts and write. They are NOT REAL. Now, we all know this to be true, deep down, but sometimes I do wonder if some people don't forget some times.
If there are really voices in your head telling you to write gay porn, you need to put yourself into the care of a qualified physician.
Otherwise, take a step back now and then. Read your LJ posts and think about what you've written. If you've just read back a big long post about how your such-and-such muse so-and-so woke you up at 2am thinking about a fabulous plot line for this fic you're writing, and how you then sat up for five hours writing it all down as s/he dictated over your shoulder? Why are you writing that? Why? Why not just write "I woke up at 2am with a brilliant idea, which I then spent the next five hours writing out. Boy do my wrists ache, and not in a fun way. Arf arf." Why all this "the voices in my head made me do it" BS?
I have a theory, but this was meant to be a one line PMS-induced rant, so I won't go in to it yet. In short, get over yourself. You write gay porn. Live with it.
