I wrote a story today (After my previous statement that 18 stories was enough for now)
Of course this was a story about a moment that I will not tell anyone about, so in turn it's a story that no one will ever read. It is called Good Morning, Sunshine.
I need new books to read, I need to go clothes shopping, I need to go to the Post Office, I need to get everything organized and together for Novel Writing Month. I need to keep busy, busy, busy.
Lately I've been having odd dreams. It started a handful of months ago when I had a story where I met a man at a friendly gathering, introduced myself, put out my hand for a handshake, and he put a lit cigarette out in my outstretched palm. Since then odd dreams have been coming on a regular basis. There was a series of dreams with me getting shot in the back by a nameless/faceless man, while I crawled away from him. There was one about a house fire, there was one last week which when I was woken up by a phone call a certain specific of the call was directly related to the dream I was just having, and the same thing happened two days ago, I had a dream, woke up, and something was not just directly related to the dream but pretty much was the dream, now that was particularly unsettling. If there was a way to turn off dreams I'd sleep better.
Good Evening, Starlight.
Of course this was a story about a moment that I will not tell anyone about, so in turn it's a story that no one will ever read. It is called Good Morning, Sunshine.
I need new books to read, I need to go clothes shopping, I need to go to the Post Office, I need to get everything organized and together for Novel Writing Month. I need to keep busy, busy, busy.
Lately I've been having odd dreams. It started a handful of months ago when I had a story where I met a man at a friendly gathering, introduced myself, put out my hand for a handshake, and he put a lit cigarette out in my outstretched palm. Since then odd dreams have been coming on a regular basis. There was a series of dreams with me getting shot in the back by a nameless/faceless man, while I crawled away from him. There was one about a house fire, there was one last week which when I was woken up by a phone call a certain specific of the call was directly related to the dream I was just having, and the same thing happened two days ago, I had a dream, woke up, and something was not just directly related to the dream but pretty much was the dream, now that was particularly unsettling. If there was a way to turn off dreams I'd sleep better.
Good Evening, Starlight.