Blooood

I’ve been having an obsession with blood lately.

Not my own and not other peoples… just inside my head. I hope I’m not scaring anyone. It’s kind of like every time I sit down to start a new story my mind suddenly flies to blood.

When I talk to myself in my head it’s kind of like this:

Me: Alrighty! Sitting down at the computer, flex of the fingers to get out the kinks and stiffness… Ah! A blank page! I’ll start a new story even though I have tons that I’m not even close to finishing yet! HAHA! Alrighty… How to start… Hmmm?

Other side of the brain: BLOOD! Blood welled up from her lips! Blood slid down his back! Blood washed down their face! BLOOD! BLOOD! BLOOD!

Me: … Okay… maybe I’ll go see what’s on TV instead.

And it kind of puts me off writing about anything but vampires. Vampire’s are incredibly cliché! Though I do have a maybe-story brewing in the melting pot I call I brain… It would hopefully be different than your generic, run of the mill vamp story but I hardly dare to presume it would be ground breaking… that would be arrogant.

Anyway.

I suppose this is a short post but it is a post and is there for valid… even if it is barely a blurb. Ah well, maybe next time I post I’ll actually have something to say and I’ll take up pages and pages of mindless ranting or even well thought out, meaningful, deep ideas and thoughts that break through barriers!

More likely than not the next time I post it’ll be another blurb. Ah well!

Ciao