Writing Frenzy

Well I've been working on different parts of my newest story. The love story from my dream a little while ago. Last nite I worked a midnite shift and was working on it about 5am. You'd be surprised how the brain works at 5am. Interesting. As I was writing out this one scene it reminded me of another dream I had but completely forgot about. I'm really glad it came back though because it was WHACKED.

There is a knack to writing out dreams in order for them to be really effective. The thing about dreams is that certain emotions are extremely amplified. Humor, fear, love etc. Not all of them, but some are. The key, I think is that when you write out a scene from a dream, you need to convey that exaggarated emotion. Take fear for instance. If you have a dream where there is this feeling of extreme fear. When you write that scene, you have to do it in a way so that the reader experiences the same level of fear as you did when you experienced it in the dream.

Ok enough of Creative Writing 101. Point is, I've sort of opened a mini Pandora's box lately. It seems that if I think about certain stories or actually write parts of them, it triggers even other stuff creatively. I have to make sure to keep this going. Just let it come out. Lord knows it will make up for the periods when I do nothing. Wasn't I just in one of those? I think so.

A new story and trying to focus.

Well I drempt an entire love story from beginning to end last nite. It's basic. Nothing really major or out of the ordinary. The typical two people meet under weird circumstances. Don't really like each other at first but things grow blah blah blah. It was really weird because there was music playing in the background as the dream was ending. Music I never heard before, so I basically wrote the story and soundtrack all in my head LOL.

I made a decision years ago to turn my dreams into stories because they're usually so weird. The problem lately is that I usually forget them before I get a chance to write them down. That didn't happen today. As soon as I got up I wrote down the basic dream so I can remember it later when I try to write it all up.

As for focusing, I think I need meds to try to keep all of this together. I have like 5 different stories going right now. Only three I really know where I'm going. One of those I haven't even begun to write on though I do have it almost all in my head. The other one is probably the most likely to get done at the moment. I have a pretty good idea where it's going. And now this newest one as of last nite. Wait, there is another one too that is finished but really sketchy. It's definitely one I need to fill in a lot more. That one is done though except for the fleshing out parts.

I have to start sending my poetry out to different places. I'm still too afraid to do that for fear of it getting stolen etc. Yet I sit here with all of this stuff and nobody on earth ever knowing it exists. Yeah that was a great idea. I'll show them.

Ahhh the Irony

Well, last week I got my radio station booklet from Nielsen. They wanted me to mark down what stations I listen to and when for the last week. This is SO ironic I can almost taste the metal. Me...the guy who can't stand radio and what it has become because of monopolies (yes I said it...it's true), gets to have his viewpoint actually matter. The Nielsen Ratings group picked me to help determine the popularity of local radio. I honestly can't stop laughing over this one. So much for that whole armchair quarterback argument. I'm actually able to do something about it.

Being OCD Pays Off

Anyone who really knows me knows that I am completely obsessive/compulsive about coins. Yes me, the man who has over $300 in pennies. Well, today is proof that being OCD about coins can have its upside. I saw on my table that I had a wheat penny. These are pennies that were made between 1909-1959 and have two stalks of wheat on the reverse instead of the Lincoln Memorial. Usually they are only worth like 3 cents or what have you, but there are a few years and issues that are worth a lot.Today I found one. I now have a 1909 V.D.B. It's in really good shape. I didn't even realize it was a 1909 at first. Then I looked on the back just out of curiosity to see if it was a V.D.B. and it actually was lol.Now granted, I'm not gonna retire, but I looked it up online and found a site that said it's worth $9. Hey, that beats .03. And honestly, anyone who is a coin collector can appreciate this find. I'm happy. See, being obsessive can be worth it sometimes.

Heroin Chic - America's New Drug Policy

This blog is gonna be about a concern I have that to me seems like it could really be addressed at the source. Heroin. Afghanistan is responsible for most all of the opium and heroin in the world. Right now we have a government there that is ALLEGEDLY friendly to us. Also, we have about 30,000 troops and Pres. Obama is possibly going to double that.

Think about that. Most all of the world's heroin supply is sitting in a country where we have our military stationed. Now also keep in mind that the Taliban and al qaeda are using the profits of the opium trade for funding.

There has got to be SOMETHING we can do about this. I've read that we aren't destroying the poppy fields because it would basically destroy the Afghan economy, not to mention endangering the lives of their farmers. Valid point. But what about the destruction of our economy when we have to deal with millions of junkies and the drain they cause?

I don't have an answer to this. All I know is that it seems the ultimate lesson in futility to sit there (literally right there) and watch this country grow and export tons of a drug unabated then run around our own country like chickens with their heads cut off trying to catch the product in dimebag increments from hitting our streets. There is no part of that that makes any sense at all to me.

I'm not naive enough to think this is a simple solution. I really do hope though that the new administration at least addresses this. Like I said...we're RIGHT THERE.