I was at Borders, and it just seemed so boring sitting there. So yesterday.
I've been working on the book, and ... its so difficult in a way. Because I keep reading the same five pages over and over. But maybe that's not a bad thing. Because, I don't necessarily think writing a book is an easy thing. I feel like I'm really changing in a way.
I've been thinking how bored I am. But I'm not bored, because life is sort of endlessly fascinating. Like even Wow is so interesting, because it is just a whole bloody world to run around in. But what I was really thinking is, I'm bored with everything around me, but I'm not really bored with life. Life has many dimensions to it. I'm not bored with the idea of making movies and editing them. That interests me. Even the book interests me, because it's a challenge.
What interests me about the book is, really writing what I mean to write, not just filling the pages because I want to make a million dollars. I realized something, I don't want to make a million dollars, but what I want it, to fill my life with things that interest me.
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