I crave experiences. Of any kind. Yes, and I mean that. That could undeniably be interpreted as a masochistic tendency, but hey, let's not go down that road, okay?
I need someone to get my ass off my blog for good. Shit.
Well I'm (drumroll please!) currently trying to write, so that's certainly progress. I'm brainstorming. Sorely at a loss for words however. And making tea.
Oh where the fuck am I gonna go with this story? It's supposed to be about how these four rather different yet paradoxically similar not so decent human beings changed my main character for the better (ironically.) I am supposed to delve into her experiences with all of these people and the positive and negative that came out of it. I'm drawing the first "tale" to a close, yet I don't quite know what the fuck I'm doing, to put it bluntly.
I am at a dead end. I've launched into this rather elaborate description of this house near my main character's home and how she and her good friend walk by it every day and how creepy and haunted it appears to be. WHAT?!?! Where the hell was I going with this?!?!?!?!?! I am such a mess with my writing!
I am going to read all seventy pages or so that I have thus far and I'm going to edit and see where I'm going with it all and then I'm going to try to just write freely and see where it takes me. I will be impulsive and spontaneous, 'cuz that's where I do my best writing.
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