inspire me
Come on. Seriously, how long do I have to sit at my computer staring at pictures and clips of text before a couple of ideas bash into each other and I have something good for a story or a vignette or… Anything. I want to draft, but I’m brainstorming. I could go back to a story I’ve already written (like that one in my previous post) but that seems like cheating somehow. I want to write something fresh, something amazing and fun. I want to words to drip from my fingers and make a mess of my keyboard. I want my graphite-blackened fingers to strain, go faster, go faster, just to keep up with my thoughts.
I love that feeling, that rush of inspiration and the knowledge that the story is coming out, whether you want it out or not. I wish I could call on that thing at my leisure. *sigh*
