my immaterial muse
haven't written any stories for a while, but a couple of weeks ago i had a rather interesting dream that i've been pondering.
it would be a rather odd tale of passing on a family legacy of reality.
hard to explain, but maybe one day if i stop being so useless and actually write something, then it will explain itself.
i find inspiration in somewhat odd places sometimes. in emotions i tend to stifle. in a word overheard while passing strangers on the street. even in things i've seen thousands of times and never paid attention to.
it might be nice to write something a bit more serious too. the last few things i have written have been nonsense tales i've made up on the spot. from memory i think the last one was about a lactose intolerant bear on a quest to satisfy it's craving for a milkshake.
in other news, i evidently have band practice on tuesday.
hmm
it would be a rather odd tale of passing on a family legacy of reality.
hard to explain, but maybe one day if i stop being so useless and actually write something, then it will explain itself.
i find inspiration in somewhat odd places sometimes. in emotions i tend to stifle. in a word overheard while passing strangers on the street. even in things i've seen thousands of times and never paid attention to.
it might be nice to write something a bit more serious too. the last few things i have written have been nonsense tales i've made up on the spot. from memory i think the last one was about a lactose intolerant bear on a quest to satisfy it's craving for a milkshake.
in other news, i evidently have band practice on tuesday.
hmm