So goes another day! I want to thank all of those of you who commented on my last post. I was really struggling with that issue. Like a former meth-head with a line in front of them.
I really really wanted to write that idea so bad that I was going to do it and not tell you guys..
I know I'm a dirty rotten liar and not a very good friend...
But I prevailed over my blackened heart and decided to do as most of you said.
Jot down the idea, save it for later and freakin' finish something already.
So I will. Ill finish my other WiPs...stupid old and boring WIPs.
I opened the 3rd and most recent failure today on Word and I just started at it my eyes two narrow slits of hatred. I think I may have growled. Is it healthy to passionately hate your work?
Maybe I'm just bored with the WIP altogether. Maybe instead of the love story in there I could have my MC kick the crap out of the love interest. You know what I think? Love interests are way over rated. What I want out of a book is a female protagonist who is a man hater. She walks around town with a syringe full of liquefied rat poison and just randomly sticks unsuspecting men.
The victimised man will turn, confused and a little scared as he absently rubs his arm. He decides that there must have been a bee in his shirt. Meandering home with a nauseous belly, he puts the strange incident behind him. He gets through the door kicks off his rancid mold filled boots, scratches his crotch then silently passes into his death.
Yup, sounds good.
HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND FRIENDS!! I will miss you when I'm gone doing laundry!