I'm drawn to fantasy. No idea why, except I'd think I'd prefer to travel fantastical lands having adventures than have the hassle of the normal day to day mundane.
I started a story which was loosely about a bully at a boarding school. Now, like 'Nyquist', it's taken a left turn, and the hero finds himself in an otherworld where he makes friends with a Centaur called Ma'suela. How I got from the one to the other is beyond explanation ... if anyone knows, please tell me.
I feel like my life is holding its breath waiting. It's been sunny for the last week, and even though I love the sun I get the impression - I'll quote a title - 'something wicked this way comes'. I don't like it, but I don't feel as if I'm in control. Of course logically I am in control, but I'm not feeling it...
Here's an idea. I should sit down and write a blog entry for every mood. Kinda like blogging by numbers. Then I won't have to bother dredging up real feelings, just pick the requisite entry and post it. Hmm.
Snap out of it. Dolt.