I'm Taylor.
I'm a writer, living in Seattle.
Get my novella, Pour, available on Amazon Kindle, Nook, and other formats.
Contact me at: napolst@gmail.com
About to finish watching Eternal Sunshine of a Spotless Mind. I was in the middle of it but I had to go to work. Nooo how did I interrupt my viewing?
Such a pain. Such a pain.
Just relaxing with the fan on, as usual. My teeth are freshly brushed and I probably will take a shower tonight. Pretty soon I get two days in a row off work and I can’t wait. My days off are my source of real, unalloyed joy.
Been reading Mark Twain lately since I’m done with Frank Herbert. I read so many Frank Herbert Books, maybe even too many
2 many
Lately I’ve been thinking about how cool Tumblr is, and how I don’t use it to its potential. That is just one idea I have floating around! I’m not sure if I use twitter to its full potential. I do believe I live my life to my full potential. I try to anyway.
I’m bored!
My brain is fried from spending three days in a row editing a novella that I should (cross my fingers) have out shortly. Hours upon hours, and I’m still not done.
I have, however, taken this manuscript on long expositive tangents that I am pleased with—so that is a nice feeling.
Oh, and I’ve been reading. For hours. And I have not been working much, thankfully.
isanyoneoutthere?
Nope. Didn’t think so.
^^^^
If they ever remade that movie, I would most likely be pleased…even though it would probably be worse than the original.
Sitting here at work even though it’s 78 degrees out; hot and beautiful!
This is a picture of the coffee stain on my shirt, which could be a metaphor for the stain my job has on my psychological state!
I wonder if I raised the price of my .99 cent ebook to $50.00, would anyone buy it??
Oh yeah…I deplore crossword puzzles! I hate busy work for the sake of staying busy and besides that, I never know the answers.
Oh hai!
Here is an update on what I’ve been working on:
seeking agents
working on a novella that’s going to be published with an epublisher!
writing a novel
Today I walked around Capitol Hill, ate pho and chipped away at Dune Six.
On Broadway, I ran into a friend who kindly informed me that I look like a heroin addict in withdrawal, searching for my next fix.
Just now I’m remembering that I actually like to blog. Maybe I will start doing this more often.
I have three days off in a row this weekend! My mom wanted me to come home for Mother’s Day but I didn’t do it because I just want to read and write all weekend.
I’m a wretched son, I know. But karma brought her mighty fist down on me because I actually got sick for the weekend. MY 3 DAY WEEKEND AND I GOT SICK WHAT THE HELL IS WITH THAT?? I NEVER GET SICK!
But-guess what-I maintained my fortitude and health enough to continue getting work done despite my ailment. Thus the determination continues.
It has all been thanks to tons of orange juice, vitamin c, vitamin d, Dayquil, other sedatives and many other beneficial things.
And finally, I have an awesome, unrelenting fan blowing coolness onto my face.
(Source: pinkagony, via titians-ambition)
(Source: xenix, via less-than-fascinating)
Reading fiction helps me escape because it feels like the daily news channels/radio stations/websites offer the same info again and again.
(Source: fuckyeahpsychedelics)
