Funny. I find myself boring at this point, locked into my own personal tailspin.
Anyone else want a piece?
I did get a lead on a new story, but couldn't start writing it tonight. Instead, I get to listen to my foolish neighbor's son play his trumpet really loud at 10:00 pm in my quiet, cookie cutter suburban neighborhood. He must be trying to piss people off, like any good teenager will. He isn't too bad, which is a blessing, but it's still kind of late for an impromptu jazz concert (it really isn't jazz, either, but that's the closest I can get.)
Maybe my old story won't go away, and the new one isn't strong enough yet.
I tried putting all of my stories together in book format, but didn't have it in me, and abandoned it with only a few ideas found. It's like it's all some kind of illusion, and I'm not buying it anymore, but a huge part of me wants to (it would be easier).
Tomorrow's another day. I'm still bored...
1 comment:
Sometimes my kids say they are bored. They really mean that they are doing things that don't interest them. (cleaning, spending time with me, etc.) I don't think you are bored - perhaps just disenchanted.
You know how it goes with writing some days are just better than others. On a good day you wouldn't even hear your annoying neighbor - so just stop. Pick it up another day, when it flows.
Remember, you can't change the land, just the map. So change the map...and give your writing some time to sink, settle in and get comfortable. Or whatever...
and oh - um... only buy what you really want and if you find yourself doubting your purchase... then it would be best to hold on to the receipt, after 30 days you can only exchange for merchandise.
Illusions are tricky!
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