I just went with the first thing I thought of and kept on moving the fingers. I was shocked at how easily I slipped into the grove of it all. It felt good and each and every word was absolute donkey doo-doo.
Somehow, I ranted on the unfairness of my four years in highschool. No, that’s no quite right, I ranted about my crush on a classmate that lasted all through high school, and if my ranting last night is to be believed, may have never stopped.
What I wrote will never see the harsh light of day but… and here is where I think last night was highly productive…the IDEA of what I wrote could be a cool basis for a story:
“An unfulfilled high school crush taints all future romantic relationships in the life of a woman who continues to search for love.”
I don’t have a topic planned for tonight’s free writing. I’ll just go with whatever pops into my head when I turn on the computer. But it doesn’t matter.
What matters is .. I am writing again. It may be utter shit or it might be the beginning of a best seller….. but I’m writing again.