Welcome back, lil muse. I have missed you very much. I am not me unless I am putting words to paper and scaring the crap out of people. LOL I plotted the entire story I am working on and the hubster helped point out a few holes. He even helped fill them with twists I didn’t think of. I kinda like that guy. He’s got my back and my stories.
I have written over 5,000 words in the last few days. I can’t say I wrote 5,ooo words in the last nine months. The stories stopped and the characters left me in silence. For a writer that is hell. I felt lost. I was lonely. I didn’t have anyone to argue with in my head.
Me: “No, that’s not how your character is going to respond.”
Character: “Yes, I am. watch me.”
Me: “But that means I will have to rework the entire plot line!”
Character: “It’s not my problem my ideas are better than yours.”
Me: “True.”
Thank you, characters, for coming back and interrupting my sleep with story lines, twists, and murder ideas. Thank you for making me look crazy at the gym while wandering around looking for objects that would make interesting death props.
Me: “Hmmm…if I locked someone in the sauna how long would it take to…”
Friend: “Hey! How are you? Haven’t seen you in a while.”
Me: “Yea, hey, how long do you think it would take to kill someone in a sauna if I locked them in?”
Friend: “Er…”
Me: ***walks away mumbling about bloating and the smell***
Welcome back, Muse! I missed you~
New Ink. Used Ideas. 