It's Sunday, and I'm at the coffeehouse.
I find that when I write all week-end long, I tend to ... not want to write. I got so much done yesterday. I wrote in the morning at the coffeehouse, and then I went to Borders and wrote more there last night.
It's funny to me, that I can't get to the coffeehouse right when the open. As I sat in my car this mroning, I had this feeling that I should just wait and let my car warm up, but I didn't listen to it. I also felt like I should go see Hostel 2 today, but I don't really want to do it anymore. It looks crappy, and it wasn't the big hit that the critics seemed to think it would be.
Maybe I'll just go to the park and read. And I will have to face the eventuality that I may not be able to come to the coffeehouse every day and spend five dollars on bread and coffee.
I'm sitting here being distracted by the conversations going on in the coffeehouse, but that's okay too, I've gotten a lot done.
I seem to think that I'm going to be able to just sit and do nothing but write my books. Is that possible? I remember hearing one horror writer say that he would get up at four in the morning, and just write and write and write. That he doesn't even look at the internet, he just writes. And it's weird to me, that people could do that.
I've been having really intense fantasies lately. It kind of disturbs me, well, not disturbs me, but ... it's kiind of like, now that I've devoted myself more to writing, I feel like my imagination is becoming richer.
There is a guy here who has straight hair, sort of gelled back, and it looks really good.
I haven't been exercising, and I need to start worrying about my heart, but I don't. But I'm not going to worry about it. I'm not going to work on the week-end at the spa, I'm not going to work at the spa. In fact, I don't think I ever want to work at the spa again, except for the fact that I can't stand my job. But I am going to make writing my new job.
I might go see Hostel 2 this afternoon. I'm not sure. At least that way, I might not take a two hour nap. I really enjoy having my week-ends again, I don't even want to go visit my nephews or family. They are planning a father's day event, and ... I'm just so tired from working. I don't even want to go. But the good thing is, I can always come to the coffeehouse in the morning, and punish myself by staying later.
I also want to get to this place where I actually write when I am at home. I am going to slowly clean my apartment, so that it is actually a nice working space. And I ... might not buy a new computer, and might invest in some furniture for my apartment.
I really need to get the book going, so that I can work on my movies. Looking at Youtube and all the crap on the net, it makes me want to get my ass moving and ... make a movie.
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