Writer’s Life #2 – Blank…

How long before the fiction in my head splatters on the blank in my life.  There is blank there and I’m waiting for it to fill up, burst with chaos.  Frustrating to have so many thoughts, worlds and characters almost boil over.  I don’t have enough time.  I can’t type fast enough and I can’t remember it all.  I’m always joking that I need a nano-chip in my brain.  I want it linked to my computer.  It would read all my creative genius (LOL) and explode it into some sort of coherent creation in words.  I joke… but I wish it were possible.

Sometimes I journal.  However, my handwriting is chicken scratch.  I can salvage some of it but some… I haven’t a clue!  Still it is a good thing and I can fill in the blanks.  I’ve some weird stuff that turns into good stuff that can potentially become great.  If only I could read my own writing.

My life is like this.  I can’t read my own writing sometimes so I leave it blank.  I’m not waiting for the nano-chip though.  I’m going to fill in the blank, even if it takes forever.  No one else can do it for me.

Writer’s Life #1 – Feeling this

Who the heck is Mel Gutiér? What does she go on about in her head? Why is it so important to get thoughts out for her when before all she wanted to do was curl up and disappear for a long while?

Yes… I like solitude, but I also like company. The kind of company that stays quiet for a while and lets me breathe. I think that’s why I am so attracted to blogging. I can be an introvert here. I am in control of my own noise and I can filter as I please. Does that even make any sense? My life is so complicated and messy right now. It’s a wonder I have any time to edit my novel. I also feel guilty for not spending more time reading friends and writing more on Fiction. Actually… I don’t feel so bad because I know I can always go there. I can always pull up posts that I would like to catch up on. Damn it! I’m all over the place aren’t I. I live in dreams and wish upon stars and… messy. My life is messy right now.

Can I still be happy this way? I could. Still, I’m wondering why I’m referring to myself in the third person up there. Why? I’m so weird. I know you might be reading this and think “WTF!”. Yeah… WTF!

This will be a part of a series I’m starting on Soliloquy. I hope to get better at this writing thing and hope this will help me uncomplicate my life by just letting things out.
Soliloquy… it’s one of my favorite languages. That’s all I got for now.

Going for a walk… alone, in my head.