Seems like I get here every couple of weeks. Had the grand idea of more often, but it hasn't worked out that way. Latest thing going here is the prep for NaNoWriMo. It starts Sunday. This Sunday. Like six days from now. Not ready at all. Ideas keep morphing toward the weird. Maybe I should let them morph. Yeah, right, and end up with a thousand words and no way to move forward. Not the best method for this sort of thing.
I had a character all constructed and she was absolutely without heart or scruples. Make a great wicked step mother figure. She was supposed to reconsider her ways and do good stuff. Not a chance! There are more colorful ways of expressing that but not now or here. She's bad. Sounds awesome, doesn't she?
See what I mean about the weirdness inside my head? Had another character that deals with terminal disease. Sounds like a tear jerker, right? Nope. Instead it becomes a treasure hunt for the heirs. A little less weird until they find their inheritance and then it gets on out there. Stephen King type weird.
Tried reading poetry even and you guessed it. Only the weird appealed to me.
Picked a book to read. Kafka. More weird. The worst of it--I think I understand him. How scary is that! Maybe all this is a sign that weird is the direction this year.
So, OK. Weird it is. The bad girl described above deals with a terminal illness and leaves her family the inheritance they all seek after and deserve. I think I hear eerie organ music playing in the background now. Just no vampires, please. The muses must have some pity. Don't they
On to other topics? Are there others with Nano six days off?