Yes, I’m writing again today. Because for some reason I feel like blogging, and finally I had something to blog about. Dreams, and their influence on writing.

Last night I had a dream, much like Mary Shelley. Down to the itsy bitsy details, I had formed a story in my mind. I know it’s strange, but this is the second time that this has happened. Even after I stop brainstorming, my brain continues to do so. Sure, I don’t get a proper night of sleep, but I’m not complaining.

It’s too bad I’m not doing much writing now, otherwise a novel would’ve formed itself in two weeks. Maybe I’ll do this for Nanowrimo.

Short post I know. But hopefully these kind of posts will get me gradually used to blogging.


Exams Coming Up

It’s like time flies when you’re afraid. I rarely blog because I mostly read. Preparing for exams is a nightmare. But by the second week of June this year I am a free bird. No more studying for two months, and I will go into zen mode. A new laptop, yoga and tennis classes. Hopefully I’ll pick up photography and music again. It’s a shame really. Although I have a camera, it’s one of those sliver thin ultra-light ones. I’m hoping for a DSLR for my birthday, or maybe the Sony NEX-5.

I think it’s literally torture that I’m surrounded by so many beautiful things, yet lack the proper equipment to capture them. And pictures are great for ideas for stories.

But no pictures or anything for me, I’ve got to hit the books again. Like my life depends on it. Because it does depend on it. 

To Each Their Own

How many people actually read blogs like this one? I know I don’t. I read the paper, old novels that people have forgotten, advertisements, instructions on medications, etc. I read everything out there except for blogs. So, I guess this blog will just lie around in cyberspace like the lint at the corners of your office cubicle, without function and without notice.

On a happier note, figment and inkpop are uniting. Yay! Not. I don’t understand the function of these two sites uniting. Although Figment isn’t so much about promoting books (HarperCollins), but I liked the inkpop arrangement and interface much better. Inkpop had a kind of organization that I really enjoyed. The ranking system was awesome. There was quality control on the site, which I really doubt about the new one.

Next, onto my work. I’m working on a story. Not posting it anywhere, not leaking details. Occasionally I’ll pick up a pencil and jot down a few paragraphs, and then throw the book to the side. Yes, I’ve actually gone Neanderthal and abandoned my laptop for my writing. Just pencil and paper. Roald Dahl did it this way and look where he is. I’ve decided I don’t need other people’s constant approval over my work. If it’s good, it’ll sell itself. If it’s not, I know I’m not headed in the right direction, and I start over.

Don’t even know why I’m writing this blog entry today. It’s purposeless. It’s fluff. It’s just me practicing my typing.