If I don’t have a story on the brain, I’m not myself. I literally get depressed if there aren’t books in my hands and words flowing from my fingers.
But today is a better day. A day I can hear the whispers of “What if?” and wonder about impossible. A day I can think about flipping the world upside-down with words before setting it to rights again. Just to see if it would change it all.
Currently Reading: Fearless by Cornelia Funke
Funke’s books have a way of growing on me. I read them the first time and I may not like them, but give it a little while and I start to call them favorites. Fearless is more enjoyable than Reckless, at least for me. Maybe it’s just the fact that everyone tells Jacob what a horrible person he really is…and isn’t.
And I love the half Fir Darrig professor and his photographic memory. Trust Cornelia to give me an unexpected new character to love.
Writing Status: Unblocked
Gloriously unblocked and word vomiting everything that pops into my head in a word processor. Which is good. The block was getting really annoying.
What happened, you may ask? Did inspiration fall in the form of a lightning bolt on my shoulders and the spark of life came into my eyes again?
No. Though that would have been undeniably cool.
I watched Captain America: Civil War for the first time, got thoroughly involved in the story, forgot I had writer’s block, finally put the whole Winter Soldier thing to rest, and felt the ink in my veins wake up as if I’d been given a shot of caffeine.
At least, I assume that’s what it’s like. I’m not a coffee person.
It’s not that Civil War my new favorite movie or anything. It’s just that it had characters complex enough to slap me awake.
And I needed that. A lot.
Yeah, I know I’m years behind everyone else seeing the movie. That’s how I do things in this hobbit hole.
So enough blogging for now. I have writing to do.