Alright, so I have terrible insomnia. Considering that I'm supposed to be getting up early every morning, this is an awful thing. The more trouble I have getting to sleep, the more trouble I have waking up. Of course, once I'm asleep, staying asleep is never a problem. Lately I've gotten into eating before I go to sleep, which I know is bad for me, but I don't have that much of a choice. The plus side to it is that I tend to have some wicked interesting dreams.
Just the other night I had a dream that involved killer sea lions the traveled under the ground and could pop up from mud puddles. I couldn't help but think that it might make for an interesting story. Iron out some details for it and you got one creepy horror tale. Of course now I'm gonna come across a movie or a book somewhere that happens to be about just that. Oh well.
It's quite the trend for me to come up with story ideas. They pop up in my mind like daisies. Most of them I forget by the time I go to write them down. A lot of them are useless. Some of them at least get a plot on paper. Very few actually get a story started. I have only one story that I've actually finished. It was a project for creative writing. Unfortunately, the ending is rather rushed and kinda choppy. I've never been very good with endings. Normally I barely get halfway through a story before I give up. Lord knows I've made a large number of attempts at stories. All sorts of stories too. Fantasy, non-fantasy. Pretty much all of them love stories of course. You can always count on me to be the hopeless romantic.
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