Brain Drain & a Doge
I need to write some kinda any kinda story, but I'm not focused enough, so I need to ramble first — or Brain Drain as I like to call it.
What's on my mind? Nothing out of the ordinary, but you have probably noticed that we can handle the exact same set of thoughts differently, and it has a different impact on our experience of the day.
Bleh, humbug. The weather is a factor. A certain conversation I recently had is a factor. One or more conversations I didn't recently have are factors. Factors factors factors. I like prime factors. Most of the time when I see a number, I prime factor it. I'm about to be 30, which is 2•3•5; that's an agreeable number. 29 is prime: not such a fan.
I do get to wear sweaters though. I like sweaters. It's rough when you think it's sweater weather, and then you're a muggy pile of soggy clothes.
It happens.
What else happens? The things. All the things. Too many things. Not enough things. And then those things. Pow! Who needs 'em? I definitely don't.
I stopped reading On Writing by Stephen King because he told me to write a story! Not even a very long one: five or six pages. His setting is a good bit different from what I'd usually choose: something about an abusive husband that gets put in jail but later escapes and stalks his wife. King is known for his horror of course, and I suppose I have to expand my writing prowess to include more genres, more forms. But it is not this day!
Should I read Lord of the Rings? I read the first book. I read one half of the second book. I got stuck. This was years ago mind you, but it left a bad taste in my mind. I already have too many books to read! Stop peer pressuring me!
I'm not sane. I might be sane, but I don't feel like I am. I would bet that most people are either insane or feel it. If that is the case, I fit right in. That doesn't make me sane, but at least we're all working together.
I recently admitted that, when I say I'm "crazy," I really just mean I feel like I'm too much or too emotional. Minus the "too," that's quite exactly what it is. "Much emotional" you might say. In the words of doge, "much emotion. so feeling. wow. very soft. such sensitive."
I like doge. He's a sincere guy, straight to the point.
I still don't know what story I'm going to write.
It's still raining.
That is all.
What's on my mind? Nothing out of the ordinary, but you have probably noticed that we can handle the exact same set of thoughts differently, and it has a different impact on our experience of the day.
Bleh, humbug. The weather is a factor. A certain conversation I recently had is a factor. One or more conversations I didn't recently have are factors. Factors factors factors. I like prime factors. Most of the time when I see a number, I prime factor it. I'm about to be 30, which is 2•3•5; that's an agreeable number. 29 is prime: not such a fan.
I do get to wear sweaters though. I like sweaters. It's rough when you think it's sweater weather, and then you're a muggy pile of soggy clothes.
It happens.
What else happens? The things. All the things. Too many things. Not enough things. And then those things. Pow! Who needs 'em? I definitely don't.
I stopped reading On Writing by Stephen King because he told me to write a story! Not even a very long one: five or six pages. His setting is a good bit different from what I'd usually choose: something about an abusive husband that gets put in jail but later escapes and stalks his wife. King is known for his horror of course, and I suppose I have to expand my writing prowess to include more genres, more forms. But it is not this day!
Should I read Lord of the Rings? I read the first book. I read one half of the second book. I got stuck. This was years ago mind you, but it left a bad taste in my mind. I already have too many books to read! Stop peer pressuring me!
I'm not sane. I might be sane, but I don't feel like I am. I would bet that most people are either insane or feel it. If that is the case, I fit right in. That doesn't make me sane, but at least we're all working together.
I recently admitted that, when I say I'm "crazy," I really just mean I feel like I'm too much or too emotional. Minus the "too," that's quite exactly what it is. "Much emotional" you might say. In the words of doge, "much emotion. so feeling. wow. very soft. such sensitive."
I like doge. He's a sincere guy, straight to the point.
I still don't know what story I'm going to write.
It's still raining.
That is all.
I stopped reading Drawing on the Right Side of the Brain because it told me to do a drawing exercise that would take an hour and I didn’t have the time and now I’m sick. I’m sure I’ll get back to it, but man! It’s annoying being told what to do, even if I want to do it.
ReplyDeleteIn other news, yes. You should read LotR, but not until you’re finished everything else. Haha.
Little by little! Too many books!
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