Falling asleep on my laurels

Path to Nowhere

 

I’m sleepy and unfocused and my feet hurt. Luckily I don’t have to finish up a story tonight. I just have to start thinking of a story that I’ll be finishing up a week and six days from now…when I’ll be sleepy and unfocused and my feet will hurt. But for now I only have to think about writing a story. So much better.

What will it be, what will it be? I had an idea a few weeks ago that I didn’t really pursue because I sort of thought I was joking but it stuck in my head and now I think maybe it isn’t such a horrible idea. Namely, the Wheel Of Genre. I could rig up some sort of random number thingy and put various genres around it and…I probably don’t need to explain this, do I? Either the basic concept of a Wheel Of Genre makes sense to you or it doesn’t.

But as fun as that sounds I don’t think I could even begin to put it together. Judging by this post I’m not real certain I should be operating a keyboard right now.  You see, I don’t have a story to finish up tonight. That was last night. And I’ve got a week and six days to figure out the next one. But tonight?

Tonight’s my night off.