FUCKIN fuckers
Just deleted my fucking braided essay as I was trying to post it WTF!!!!11111!
Now to see if I can recover it, or if i have to reassemble from all the pieces *rolleyes*At least I have the pieces. And it’ll prolly turn out better the second time (or is this 3rd… or 4th)FUCK(excuse the curses)this reminds me that blogging is NOT word processing. Were it so that textmate autosaved. Shit, it’s more ecto’s fault than anything. I should just use frickin’ emacs. Blah./goes to listen to metalupdate: I deliriously went about regathering all the pieces… and then noticed they were pretty much in the right order… So somehow from the depths of black space my essay has returned. On its own! Enjoy… http://writing.yulebomb.net/2008/01/30/inner-peace-through-metal/
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[...] My final piece went through an interesting evolution. For the first, super rough draft, I began by writing out the few threads I could think of, basically as separate pieces, then trying to mash them together. In workshop, it was clear I had a swiss-cheese-like essay, bunched together to look like the whole it was not. But I’d already written all I could think of, right? So back to work, writing… and writing… in short inspired bursts (and doing loads of research, my all-time favorite method of procrastination. Other than writing posts about racism in metal. I also did some fieldwork, sending out questions to the metal community in an attempt to gain some perspective, though none of that material made it into the paper as such.). I ended up with bunch more threads; which then got smashed in with the rest. As I spent my last several days revising, and revising, then revising some more… (I cut it up and taped it back together from scratch) I started to realize that something was missing; there was a connection that I was searching for, but had been to scared to really investigate (so cliché; but true! I swear!) So, despite all the revising I’d done, and the decent draft I’d produced, at 2am on the night before it was due, I sat and wrote out the final thread by hand. (Then my blog went fubar. twice. but that’s another story). [...]
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