...still getting the hang of this...who knows, someone may even read it! Self-censorship comes into play here..no names, no specifics...writing in a void it seems. No air, no life, no real movement, but all the same it feels quite good to at least be doing something.
More is to come, I'm sure. Notebooks full of ideas, and quick sketches of nouns-people, places and things. Still, every writer includes their lives in their work, especially me...stock characters, sets, etc. I have an imagination, but writing from that will invariably involve my own experience/ knowledge...
..perhaps I will post a short story soon, or the beginning of one anyway. Real life events often spawn the best ideas. For example, a pair of friends somewhere in the United States, Florida I believe, were drinking away, and one of the two set the couch on fire. The two men made a bet that each could stay longer than the other as the entire living room began to burn. An hour later one of the men could take it no longer and left the house, leaving his friend to bask in his victory, and subsequent death..still on the sofa, beer in hand....
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