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Ahhh, spring is finally here, just in time for summer. The sun has finally decided to come out and warm the earth with its electromagnetic rays. The sky is bright, there are sailing ships and pleasure boats in the river, and I can finally feel comfortable about doing some of my writing out-of-doors.
To celebrate Sunday I stayed up late and refused to go to bed untill I finished the story I was working on. And lo, I am the proud owner of a new bouncing short story. Now all I have to do is sell it.
I made a comment to one of my friends that I wanted to write a story a day. I guess I was just so excited when I wrote the last few lines and went to sleep, that I got a little over-ambitious. She looked at me in horror and convinced me to calm down a little bit. I admit, a short story a day is a lot of work, and I’ve never tried to push the creative bug to the limit, but surely I can speed things up a little bit. This is the first real story I’ve completed in almost 25 years. Sure, I was busy watching G.I. Joe and learning about girls for most of that time, but I still think I should’ve been a creative genius and started writing stuff when I was six. Oh, well. Hindsight is 20/20.
I’ve always wanted to be able to write on-command. For me, that’s the holy grail of writing. To be able to control your creativity is the key to controlling everything else. When you can control creativity, you can control both your mind and you emotions. For now though, I’ll just keep writing a little bit every day. That should be enough exercise to keep me from getting flabby.
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