I just had the scare of my life!
I thought I lost Newsies. Couldn't find my DVD. Panicked a bit. Ran around the apartment. Came back. Looked through DVD's again. Panicked some more. Sang a bit of Santa Fe as I searched my bedroom. Finally found Newsies hiding beneath Fight Club. Stupid Fight Club beating up on the other DVD's. Don't worry...Fight Club's being punished. It's in solitary confinemnt on my desk, away from all it's little DVD friends.
On a slightly more sane note. I promise I am still writing. Unfortunately lately, the only place I seem to be able to get anything done is in my T/R morning History lecture. I sit in front of my computer and can do nothing but draw blanks. But the moment my professor start rambling on about Chiang Kai-Shek suddenly I'm an unstoppable literary force. Then I come home all excited, sit down at the computer...and nothing. Can't even bring myself to type up what I've written in class. I'm sad! And a little pathetic...but I've got a ton of real work I should be doing this afternoon. And work this evening...which means I'm busy enough that inspiration (stupid rabid bunnies) should hit sometime in the near future.
On a slightly more sane note. I promise I am still writing. Unfortunately lately, the only place I seem to be able to get anything done is in my T/R morning History lecture. I sit in front of my computer and can do nothing but draw blanks. But the moment my professor start rambling on about Chiang Kai-Shek suddenly I'm an unstoppable literary force. Then I come home all excited, sit down at the computer...and nothing. Can't even bring myself to type up what I've written in class. I'm sad! And a little pathetic...but I've got a ton of real work I should be doing this afternoon. And work this evening...which means I'm busy enough that inspiration (stupid rabid bunnies) should hit sometime in the near future.