Saturday, October 11, 2008

Is it a good or a bad sign that I started writing again?

Of course not the chess one, that story needs a bit of a plot in it. And I seriously need to work on the bits.

I'm working on some of the old ones, with a different touch. Somehow they always turn out gloomy and depressed with no way out. Well, no way that leads you out of any of them relatively sane or in one piece.

I wonder if it's because of me. I mean sure, it's me writing it, but... why? Am I that hopelessly depressed on my own that I can't pull it together for a happy ending? Or am I just simply depressed and need a good kick or two to leave my emo feelings behind? (Gods, the very idea that I'm emo is horrible.) Or maybe it's the medicine talking... well, writing? Or is it the story itself, or even my hate for pink, fluffy happy endings?

Oh and speaking of which, the homeopathic medicine is fishy. So I shall post this now and relocate to the toilet, because it seems like I'm allergic to the pills... and my dinner would like to greet the world sooner than expected. Well, at least it moisturizes my throat as described.

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