Seven Deadly Sins applied to Writing – Envy

Envy is a universal thing, and I would go so far as to say if you are a conscious, sentient being of any sort (I wouldn’t dare discriminate against self-aware computer systems, alien lifeforms, and anything else along those lines), you have experienced some form of envy at one point or another.  I mean, you’re welcome to disagree to your heart’s content.  You know, in the same way I can point at you disagreeing and laugh derisively.

However, these are the seven deadly sins of writing and not the seven deadly sins applied to everything, ever, in the history of ever (because while that would give me loads of blogging potential, it would get tired and I would get tired and, frankly, no one would enjoy that; free torture for all?).  Just to get this out of the way: I actually dreaded writing this particular entry, because it’s one of the bigger ones (let’s be honest, here; writing Lust is going to make me want to jump off a bridge, too), and there’s so much Envy entails it’ll take a good bit of writing to begin with.  And then possibly self-immolation.  Who knows?  This will take a look at how writers can be envious of other writers’ success, their writing, their following (hoo boy), and so on.

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Seven Deadly Sins applied to Writing – Sloth

Well, this is awkward.

I was going to write about Gluttony applied to writing next, but then I bought a couple of Indie games on Steam and, you know, played them for a couple hours straight.

Then I was going to write about Envy applied to writing.  Work got me tired and grumpy, then I needed a nap.  Of course, I had to make some food for myself, and after that I didn’t really feel like doing much of anything.  That’s when it occurred to me just how ridiculously easy it is to just put off writing (just like anything else) with other distractions under the pretense you’ll get around to it later.  And later.  And later still.

Thankfully, I’ve fed my face with enough caffeine to power a small industrial complex for a week (and maybe cause my heart to leap out through the top of my head a few times; I’m not completely sure), and so I’m ready to tackle the sin of Sloth as applied to writing. Continue reading