Day three

I’ve been sick since a little before Christmas and I can’t seem to shake this annoying illness. So, since I finished off The Hangman’s Cross draft three days ago, I’ve been resting. Lots of laying down and napping and drinking orange juice.

Day three without writing and I’m boooooooored. I’m about to explode from boredom. That’s a thing that happens, right?��I’ve listened to books and podcasts, watched movies and shows, but now what? All those��things make me want to do it write.

Speaking of which, Aron and I��watch I, Frankenstein. It was a bland��heap of pasty meh. Not the��train wreck I was expecting, but thoroughly uninspired and underwritten. The idea was solid enough ��� demons descended during their war with gargoyles need soulless human bodies to return to �����but no one worked it into something good. What the hell were these sides fighting over in the first place? Where the fuck are the humans in this city? You know, the ones the gargoyles are supposed to be protecting? Also, there were��a lot of raging fireball and bright light fights being waged in the center of town during this purportedly “secret” war. Haven’t the demons or gargoyles ever head of guns? Maybe with silencers? Especially the demons, who don’t fly like the gargoyles do. I’d ditch the axe and claws in favor of a nice rifle against��those winged fuckers.

The core idea of the movie just��floated there in the middle of the bowl, lost and alone.��I’m not sure what kind of imagery I’m using there, but I’m pretty sure it’s gross. Anyways, I like our Naberius for The Hangman’s Cross better.

I don’t think I’m going to make it till Monday without writing. C’mon, man. Just a little to get me through the weekend? But then again, this weekend is the inaugural game of Aron’s new Avatar (Last Airbender) campaign. Woo! I’ve got a five-legged sky bison. Can’t wait!