I still haven’t found my space ship. But I found intelligent life on mars…or at least I found something smarter than both of the houses of the U.S. Congress and the Whitehouse combined…that’s right…you guessed it…I now have a pet rock!
I think I’ll name him Wilson!
No, that’s been done before. Plagiarism! The curse of the writer! If we say it and it’s been said it’s plagiarism. If it’s been said more than once it’s a cliché.
I’ll call him Ishmael!
Okay, my rock shall be named…Quinn.
I also found the mars lander. Well actually I tripped over it. Sorry NASA…there goes a few billion well spent dollars down the tube! Maybe I can fix it. Or better yet, I’ll turn it into a television set and watch old episodes of “My Favorite Martian”.
I’m going to be perfectly honest with you (in writer’s speak, this means beware…he must have been dishonest with us in the past), I haven’t written any fiction worth speaking of in a few years. I’ve written and rewritten my 2 novels over fifty times (they're as good as they're gonna get) and I’ve started countless novels that seemed to go nowhere. I won’t call it writer’s block because I wrote…it just wasn’t very good. I’ve got half a dozen books started that went fifty pages or more before I realized they were garbage. I may not be Ernest Hemingway but I won’t put out crap! Well at least not on purpose.
This blog is my attempt to find myself again so that I can write something new/good/original.
If you are having this problem too, share with me…misery loves company!
If you have had this problem and gotten past it…help a brother out! What did you do to get out of your rut?
Well, I better get this Mars rover thingy fixed, it’s almost time for Law and Order to come on. Maybe I can get it to put out some heat too…it’s damn cold at night. I almost feel like I’m back in Cleveland. Only without all of the really bad sports teams.