Writing in the Hills

the other window

I know, I said I wasn’t going to post much, but what I meant was, no new fiction for a while. That doesn’t mean I’m not writing. So far this week, I’ve completed the following 3,000 word stories:

-the junky kids who decide that the revolution will be streamed

-the journalist telling the story of the man who some people can no longer hear or see

-the old lady who used to work in a shit factory, that saves people from jumping off a cliff

-and continuing to write a story about Margaret Atwood and her battle against killer earthworms

Amongst others, but those are my highlights. I fear I’m going quite insane. I’m positive I’m not right in the head. What the heck is wrong with me. Where does this stuff come from and why is it to compelling to me. I wish I had an answer. Strike that, don’t want one. I’m having fun. Storyteller first, writer second. It’s all good.

Hope you all are doing great out there. Going for a hike in the hills today.

Dream hard, rage hard.

13 thoughts on “Writing in the Hills

  1. There’s nothing wrong with having a vivid imagination. I wish I could come up with some good writing ideas. BTW, “killer” earthworms is not that far-fetched, considering recent news stories that some areas here in the U.S. are becoming infested with jumping earthworms which destroy the environment. I keeping looking for those little jumpers in my backyard; thankfully, I haven’t seen any yet.

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