Filling the Well

We rented Identity last night, with John Cusack and Ray Liotta. It was a great movie! It was another one of those movies the need anything, unmanned, why can't I come up with something like that? The answer to that could be because I don't try.

For like a month now, I've been doing these daily pages, but having written any new stories are poetry. I could, but scary interesting stories are does have to try. Maybe it is like what Dee said. That I'm afraid of wasting my time, and writing crap was when all I want to write is something could.

I don't know how this reading deprivation is going to work this week. I want to work on one of my stories, but in my usual routine, I research first, then write. Like right now, I want to read that book on personality traits. But I also really want to do this deprivation exercise for the week because it really makes sense to me that by depriving yourself of meaningless daily filler your mind will start to create its own stories.

Later …

I pulled out some old books that I haven't seen in a long time. I already have the seeds of a new story. I just don't want it to be cliche in any way. I also checked out the Bookcrossing site on DJR's advice. Some of the roaming books are even around here.

Later again…

it's almost time for bed but I have the seed of the second story after doing a bit more research. Tomorrow I'll do more research to fill out the remainder of my ideas. I'm excited about this!