Being in the rain is really bringing up some interesting thoughts and quite possibly feelings. At least I have my typewriter. although the lack of light doesn't really help with my creative soul.
I'm a writer and creator at heart. My social self is something I enjoy but i'm much better being on my own and creating a masterpiece. I'm sitting beside a 36 page story only a quarter of the way finished. I long for someone or something to slap me in my face and tell me to get at it! but I am without that kind of pleasure. Instead I sit staring at these pages and on this computer wondering why this block has happened. There is something wrong with the story. I feel as if I know where the issues may lie...but I struggle with how its going to go after I change these few details...But if you've ever written a story you will know that sometimes its a daunting task to have to go back half of the way in order to pick out these few details that will quite possibly resemble the flap of a butterflies wings.
Today is a day where I will try and just plot my course..then create the characters from birth to death. all over again
I love my life.
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