Before anything else, today is a huge day for me.
By now perhaps you’ve realised that I write.
I mean I write stuff. Mostly poetry, on here: https://sometimesasmileisenough.wordpress.com
But I have dreams about writing stories.
I’ve always wanted to write stories.
No matter what they’re about. Just stories. Without any regard to how interesting they are. Just a complete story.
The last time I did that was about three years back.
Yeah. The last time I wrote a complete story (short story) was three years ago. Since then, I’ve had lots and lots and lots of false starts.
My computer is chock full of faulty starts.
Today, after a mind-numbingly unbearable three years, I wrote a complete story. Obviously, it’s bad.
I mean the very fact that I managed to finish it in less than three hours speaks volumes about it’s awesomeness as a short story.
But I found the entire process of writing it, very meaningful.
Unlike everything else I’ve been trying to write, this story is the single most normal story I have ever conceived. No magic. No dragons. No murders. Not much of anything. It only actually features two characters in fact.
But I like it.
Among other news, I’m only two three episodes away from completing yet another anime series. I have to decide on what to watch after this series.
Maybe I’ll return to action and watch a big, violent fighting series.
1. An idea can come up and poke you in the ‘ass’ of your brain when you least expect it. But I wouldn’t go so far as to claim ‘lightbulb’. That is just nothing but hogwash.