Stupid Monday

As I’ve said before, I’m a little sick of these stories where nothing happens.  Not that they’re about nothing, mind you, but I’d like to try something with a little more plot this time.  Of course I’ve got Matthew and Epp on the horizon, so maybe I should shut up and enjoy the peace and quiet.

Who knows.  What I do know is that I’ve got nothing for this next story whatsoever and I really really really don’t want to have to claw something out of nothing like I’ve had to do a few times in the past.  It’s painful.  And it takes a lot of me chaining myself to my desk and ordering take out.

Basically, I’m desperately hoping for some sort of solid plot device I can hang this story on because I’d like to enjoy my weekend.

And I know this doesn’t make a lot of sense but it’s Monday night and writing on Monday night is something  I’ve become ideologically opposed to over the course of this project.  So there.

Comments

  1. I think that your stories about “nothing” are peaceful, beautiful shots of real life. They are very enjoyable to read.