I'm not dead!

No giving up, just completely spaced about doing an update yesterday. Not part of my everyday routine quite yet.

My mind keeps going back to a gold dragon that's enslaved by a town (or so he leads them to believe). They captured him as a hatchling, and so he grew up with the townsfolk. He doesn't threaten them directly, but does make vague comments that could be construed badly. Being a good dragon, though, he doens't really go through with any threats (except when provoked, like by those pesky knights always trying to save townsfolk that aren't disappearing into his den (though try to convince those guys of that)).

I can kinda picture him, kinda have an idea of tthe town. I don't have any idea for the name, or what to do about beingin the town, except maybe facing a few of those onslaughts. The villagers feed him, but I have a feeling he sneaks some sheep in on the side. Or maybe something else... the wool probably tickles on the way down. (Good for a kleenex, though.)

The lack of name is bugging me, for some reason- evn though I don't know what to do with him, apparently he wants some sort of definition and reason for sitting around in my mind, nwo that I've gotten him there.

Hmm, maybe he's a little more confused than first imagined.... golden body with a red underbelly. Maybe he dyes his scales to make people think he's friendly... or to hide his age? (I guess that idea doesnt' fly too well, though, if they captured him as a hatchling.)

I guess if Here There Be Dragons, there need to Be other Dragons Here. Territory conflicts with other dragons? Finding his parents? Getting out of the village and touring the world?

Nothing is sticking out, at least at the moment. Then again, I'm also having some problems making sure fingers are on the right keys. The upper row is too far to reach with current tired state. Leads to a lack of focus, too. (If I crash, it's a Good Thing, though... I really really really need to catch up on sleep.)I'll have to remember to read this tomorrow and maybe I can figure out an idea to expand upon. Even with another late start (I really need to set an alarm), am definitely slipping pretty bad now. Now, to just see myself sleep until morning instead of just napping.

Oh well, at least I got something in today. I didn't get the full time, but am still going, rather than two days of break. Dont' want that. I think I'm enjoying this....

More of the same.

I need to start reading previous night's blogs. I think I was forming an idea last night, but cant' remember it now, and feel unispired yet again.

Just answered a Y!A question before starting this, about Final Fantasy. Some of the storylines are so incredible, lengthy, and interesting. Granted, a few kinda go overboard (I've been playing more FFXIV adnd still dont' remember if Pulse or cocoon is bad, or fel'Cie vs l'Cie or whatever-the-hell-they are), but most of the storylines are really pretty solid. That'd be interesting to read as a book.

Poor sleeping habits probably aren't helping, eiter. Body seems to think bedtime at 2-4am is naptime instead. I still get enough sleep, just at the wrong times. My mind is awake now, I guess, but I don't know when the creativity really hits; maybe it's something that needs more time to start up.

I could start writing for longer, but on nights like tonight, I think it'd be mroe frustrating than anything. I know I've been spending more time looking at the clock, happy that it's done, rather than lost in my story. Maybe it's just an external mental attitude towards a lot of things....

(And old habits are dying hard, too... I just blanked for half a second and then hit the numpad to look and scan like I do when bored on Aard. Tsk tsk tsk.)

I think I'm done writing 'don't know what to write' posts. I'll start using one of the plotline generators if I have to. Writing the same 'not writing' stuff over and over turns me off like any other complaining. So, no more of that. (After tonight.)


Damn commercials, now I want Taco Bell. I really wish I didn't, because I absolutely hate the ocmmercial that's on. (I hope that's the point.) Bah! Maybe tomorrow, maybe Friday... (really gotta figure what's where).

For now, though... I'll try to figure out somthing els to distract me. I actually started my IS homework, so that's at least something kinda creative, in some tech way.

Ho hum

Nothing over the weekend, like I planned. I don't think I had any new ideas anyway.

I was playing Portal 2 and thought about writing from the perspective of a sentient pile of garbage (no euphamism here, I mean a dumpster full of trash). Then again, I did the inanimate thing, so maybe I'll find something else.

Maybe I'll go for the dragon. It's not really outta my realm of comfort, but I can at least put together a series of events, which is where I need the most work anyway. (I still have to do my IS homework (web page) and then my writing homework (plot development).)

Distractions seem to be a good thing. I notice I'm being ditracted and focus and write more, rather than sitting there in the quiet, wondering about the quiet. Too many distractions, though; between sleeping oddly, bit of hunger, and mood from past few days, it's really not a creatively condusive day.

No way I could stop at just one week, though. Maybe I'll add more into my regimen... since I'm on a schedule, I can affix things to it, like pills I hsould be taking.

I don't know why it's so hard to get myself to keep writing. I don't want to, mostly cuz I don't have any ideas I suppose. I neeed to exercise my creativity. I also need to find the source of omnom nom smoke grilly stuffs, cuz it's drivin' me nuts.

Hippitus hoppitus, hilarious South Park. I'm not that funny. I have a few reactionary comments but so much of my stuff is recycled. I really need to find my muse again. I know I wrote the story where I took control of it, but I dunno if I still have it or not. (It didn't help at the time, but maybe this is a better method of control.)

Part of me is saying cut this short, cuz I can't think, and part of me wants to see it through. Eyelids are heavy (don't know why, I slept fourish hours this morning and six or eight this afternoon). Mush mush mush.

Marie found a stuffed cow out on the street, and it sat on top of the washer for a week or wto before she finally washed it for me. I wonder what his story is. Is it moooo-ving? It's cute, and now we have another inhabitant for the living room (on top of the 3 or 4 already out here and probably about two dozen still packed). He looks kinda like my big squishable/squeezable/whatever one. Then again, stuffed cows generally come in two forms, either the kind that sits or the giant Pomerenian ball-of-softness-with-legs. I've got plenty of both, hehee.

Oh yay, the whores are out again. I can't help but laugh (and cry in envy) over the two-dollar-per-message sexting things that've popped up. You never knew for sure with a phone line, and now you don't even see who's behind the cell! How gullible can people be? (I guess plenty, since they can afford to advertise almost as often as drug commercials.)

Mad Madam Mim! Purple dragons and such nonsense. Or even better, Alice in Wonderland. I'll have to find the e-book and try to read it, until I get stuck on the blingerfarnth oddball made-up word. I wonder how all these authors 'broke through' with their various forms of nonsense. I don't think that happens much more nowadays.

Maybe a bit of IS homework, some sleep, and then work on being up better ttimes / sleeping in one bunch (seems like I've lost that the past week or two). Lack of sleep is definitely not helping the process. I'll have to make sure I'm more fed next time, too.

Overall, though... this is a nice time to write. Distraction or not, tired or not, I can keep up with it. I'm looking forward to having less fluff like tonight and more working on details, but it's taking a while to get the creative engine running. I'll just have to remember I started out with Schpantzz almost right away, so the creativity IS in there somewhere.