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- Mar 24, 2016
Save a draft?
Save a draft?
SAVE A MOTHERFUCKING DRAFT?!
Jake, you fucking idiot, it's called fucking Google Docs, it saves while you write, like all the fucking time, so you'll never lose more than a minute or two of work. It'll even be kept in the cloud so if your hard drive explodes or something, you won't lose a single word of your moronic rants. If you had friends, you could even use it for realtime collaboration and edit your work together.
I don't know which would be more pathetic: if Jake didn't know about Google Docs, or if he's not using it/pretending not to use it so that he has an excuse to fail at writing drafts.
He's definitely fucking up a deadline really bad though. He keeps making public, vague excuses: unspecified people are having crises! Unspecified things are breaking!
If Jake was a real writer, he'd know that this is purely the act of a novice. True "deadlining" involves disappearing from all social media and email and putting your phone on silent. The true connoisseur of the art will go so far as to block an editor's number and email address and/or move across town. Or to the other side of the world. And then, when you're truly a master of your craft, you go all the way to the other side and do a George R. R. Martin, showing up wherever you like and telling people who ask about when you'll finish "fuck you, I'll do it when I want, I don't work for you."
This BS excuse, like so much else about Jake, is stuck in high school in 1999. Next he'll be sending the editor a corrupted file on purpose to buy a few extra hours. "Oh, I'm so sorry, I don't know why the attachment corrupted. I'm uploading a second copy right now."
Save a draft?
SAVE A MOTHERFUCKING DRAFT?!
Jake, you fucking idiot, it's called fucking Google Docs, it saves while you write, like all the fucking time, so you'll never lose more than a minute or two of work. It'll even be kept in the cloud so if your hard drive explodes or something, you won't lose a single word of your moronic rants. If you had friends, you could even use it for realtime collaboration and edit your work together.
I don't know which would be more pathetic: if Jake didn't know about Google Docs, or if he's not using it/pretending not to use it so that he has an excuse to fail at writing drafts.
He's definitely fucking up a deadline really bad though. He keeps making public, vague excuses: unspecified people are having crises! Unspecified things are breaking!
If Jake was a real writer, he'd know that this is purely the act of a novice. True "deadlining" involves disappearing from all social media and email and putting your phone on silent. The true connoisseur of the art will go so far as to block an editor's number and email address and/or move across town. Or to the other side of the world. And then, when you're truly a master of your craft, you go all the way to the other side and do a George R. R. Martin, showing up wherever you like and telling people who ask about when you'll finish "fuck you, I'll do it when I want, I don't work for you."
This BS excuse, like so much else about Jake, is stuck in high school in 1999. Next he'll be sending the editor a corrupted file on purpose to buy a few extra hours. "Oh, I'm so sorry, I don't know why the attachment corrupted. I'm uploading a second copy right now."