Work Brain! Work!
November 1, 2012 2 Comments
I stood in my basement, and stared at the stagnant coppery-looking muck rising from the grate and felt my stomach churn. Mud, it’s just mud, I said to myself, tightening my grip on the towel around my torso, my deep burgundy hair dripping onto the concrete floor. Who was I kidding? I wasn’t fooling anyone. With a heavy sigh I stomped up my stairs and grabbed my phone and a phone book. –Excerpt from Short Story
Okay, the first part of my short story I’m working on is being moved further ahead. The sequence of events wasn’t working for me, so I had to juggle things around, and this will also cause some interactions to change. Still, I had an epiphany while talking to Darrok about it. My beginning was good though! Do you know how hard it is to have a good eye-catching beginning? How do I start it now? My brain obviously refuses to work for me. I had the beginning that it wanted and now it refuses to work for me! Stupid brain…
I’m going to run over to my recliner with my MP3 player and a notebook…something about scrawling on a lined page, feeling the ink glide onto the paper leaves me feeling like I’ve done something. I know, it wastes paper, but sometimes I don’t have my computer with me when something comes up. Anyway, I like the tactile feel. This one’s just a quickie. I really think I need to go to the recliner, or bed. Yeah, I think I just need more sleep! Night Yall!