Bleh.

[sparkindarkness]

I have many merry muses singing in my head, but am forced to ignore them. I hate that, I want to WRITE.

I'm barely able to keep up with posts and news sites, let alone comment on many. I want to write, i want to read. But I'm getting up at dawn every morning and the workload's kicking me in the teeth.

Also getting up before 6:00am has... strange effects on me. Up shot? I spend all day at college staring at the pretty blonde surfer boy, or that luciously tanned skater boy with the scruffy black hair, or the tall, lean guy with the smile and the really blue eyes, or the Zimbabwean with the flawless chocolate skin and perfect skull. *sigh* Or that lecturer in the too tight suit, and the other one with the permanant silly grin.

*growl* this does not make the work day pass any quicker or any easier. It certainly does not help concentration.

I also have Lord of the Rings, The Two Towers on DVD, and don;t have time to watch it. *grumble*

Comments

[ephemera.livejournal.com]

that - sucks.

OTOH - maybe it's sort of survival of the fitest for the muses - the ones who sing loud and long and annoyingly enough will drive you insane get written eventually?

Insufficient sleep causes and increase in letching-instinct? That actualy explains a few things ... ;)

[sparkindarkness.livejournal.com]

First of all... *licks icon* Yummy.

It might work that way... but my muses are... proliferating. The longer I go without writing the more muse energy remains, so new ones can be born and long dead ones rise from their graves. I have necromancers, vampires, druids, dragons, were-EVERYTHINGS (actually true, a shapeshifter in the truest sense of the word). Gunbunnies, Samurai, knights, kings, elementals, ghosts (whole ghost kingdoms). You name it, it's in there... and growing.


And yes... it does seem to be the case, and frankly, it's very disturbing, and... hey! What do you mean it explains a few things?! *pouts*