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And by stumbled, I mean dropping groceries and car keys and the lot. It wasn't one of my best moments.

Having something of a filmmaker-y day. Perusing short horror films on ifilm (now spike) for a sort of inspiration. Something that's become norfly obvious is that having a story to tell is a primary thang, and I don't feel like I have a story. I could just come up with something on the fly, but that's what everyone seems to be doing, and it ends up being a mishmash of forgettability. I'd rather not be forgettable.

On the other hand, doing something is better than doing nothing. Perhaps the idea is that doing something that isn't entirely noteworthy allows one to practice technique so that when one does have a story to kick ass, one can do it without the hurdles of learning to cook beets.

That's a metaphor, in case you were wondering.  Told to me by my Russian grandmother.  She had a lot of metaphors, the old broad. Drank a lot of vodka, too. Then she died.  Three days later, she was still dead. Funny how that works.

Really, I do have stories in me. I've written a few of them here. But none of them are lock, stock, and barrel passion slingers.

Perhaps I should just settle on one and write it. Quit the whining already and just do it, like Grampa Nike used to say.

I just feel a little... lost.


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Mar. 24th, 2008 10:59 pm (UTC)
By contrast, today was day one of five of domestic clean-up / re-organizing / Mac prep. I just waded through six years worth of crap in my office.

Sobering, and a little sad.
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