Do you ever get the urged to drop everything you’re going and write? I do. All the time. In fact, I’m having one of those moments right now. I was in the middle of something that was slightly important (SLEEPING!), and what do ya know, after months of nothing, inspiration decides to show up. I’m somewhat of a writer, so I know when inspiration comes on a whim, you must call attention to it at that very second or you could lose your muse. Anyway, to get to my point, I’m sitting in my room thinking about a book I just finished. It was about this girl whose boyfriend beat her, and she struggled to deal with what she learned to call reality. Her point of view ended up becoming very distorted all because she loved this guy. I tried to write what I thought her thoughts would have been.
my friend needed to talk to me.
i was late meeting you and you slapped me.
i said hi to a guy in my photography class
you thought i was flirting with him, and you hit my arm.
i couldn’t find a ride home.
i made you wait, and you threw me against your car.
you always seemed sorry.
you never once cared about the bruises you left.
you said you loved me.
if only i had spoken up sooner.
Oh well, I said I tried, didn’t I? Would you like to hear some slightly exciting news now? I got a date with a kid I’ve liked for three years. It’s about time; I know. That’s basically all I’ve been able to think about for the past 4 days. I know it’s lame, but it’s big news for me.
Well, that felt good. I wish I had more opportunities for insights like that. I haven’t been able to write that much in a long time! Now that the inspirational whim is gone, I’m going back to bed. Nighty night!