dreaming of mexican men

All of this writing on here hasn't been my only writing lately. I don't know when I stopped trying to stifle my creativity, but damn I am glad that I did already. I am determined to get back into it like I used to, and I want to write a book.

I actually have started a few books through they years, dabbling with different genres and writing styles, and never getting very far in any of them. I had one about a girl who gets shipped off to summer camp for the whole summer, and questioned writing to an adolescent reader. I tried to write thriller, and actually really liked it, but haven't gone back to it. I even tried a teenage love drama type of story, and fearing Nicholas Sparks on the brain, I turned away from the high school setting, vowing never to go back. and then my hiatus began. :[

I don't know why I stopped writing. I mean I not only stopped working on the books I half heartedly started, but I stopped even writing poems, some thing I used to fill composition books with on a regular basis. I just became too.... preoccupied.

And then, my freshman year of college I started the one I am trying to get back into now. Its just kinda weird for me because its turning out to be pretty science fictiony. Science fiction in the Xena meets Wrinkle in Time way, not the Battle Star Gallactica meets the X-Files type you might expect with my love for scary movies and books. Anyway, abstract/wanna be philosophical as my poems could sometimes get, I have never really been a fantasy writer. However, this one, which I neither titled, or planned out any of the plot other than the end, is turning out to be my favorite. I think I really like it because writing like that is challenging me. I like it because writing has been sucha slow and every line has been pruned with my obsession over everything from verbage to syntax. If I ever finish it, it definately will be a tried and tested work. haha

well much as I had intended to rant, rave, and ramble, Chris is home. We're going to enjoy some mexican beer with our mexican food, and..... dream about mexican men? hah noooo we're watching across the universe

:D

love, peace, and chicken grease