So a few days ago I had a sudden urge to write (and a decent creative mood). Rare thing.
Typed some 9001 words (oh look, another overused Dragon Ball Z joke) on the computer and wrote 6 A5 pages by hand (that unfortunately don’t have an easy way to do word count) in 2 days, which for me is a shitload of writing.
Strangely, none were for the five posts that I still have in my wordpress drafts that have sat there for over a month.
(230 words)
But I started writing what could be called short stories.
Unfortunately the content is so rank and disgusting that I’m almost ashamed of writing them. Almost.
OK, it’s not too bad, they’re just run-of-the-mill serial killer POV gory murder short stories, I think that’s one of the easiest ways to train writing about stuff you have no experience with.
The conclusion will either be that I would be a bad serial killer or that I am a bad writer. (perhaps I’m both)
Isn’t it kinda funny that my post output was way better when I didn’t have a decent computer at hand?
I warned about the dumbening warmth of flashing images.
But I was joking, wasn’t I?
Anyway, this post was just to say I posted something.
Will work on the posts in the drafts folder and post them slowly until Christmas or something.