Friday, January 2, 2009

"Nobody's gonna come and save you/ we pulled too many false alarms..."

I tried to write a fun short story yesterday, and it surprised me by going really dark and profane. Obviously, my mental state is not really stellar at this point. My coherence also took a big hit in the past month, and it's trickling back only slowly. This has lead me to a realization. 

I'm going to have to work at this. 

*gasps* I know, work? Isn't writing, like all art, supposed to just be instinctual and easy? And if you believe that, I have a bridge you might be interested in. Ahem. 

Anyhow, I'm obviously leaning towards the bitter and profane side of life. So in counter, I'm going to try and write a happy, clean, jolly little short story. About a holdup. Heh heh heh. Okay, that's not so far gone, but I have to ease into this happy world. :D Wish me luck!

1 comment:

Jacqueline said...

I definitely wish you luck!

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