Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Bored...

It's that time of night where it's too late for me to start anything to big but not late enough for me just to pack it all in for the night.

It's at these moments when I decide to type. It's terrible that it is now that I actually write something. I should be doing this everyday, not just when every other form of entertainment has failed me. Entertainment likes to fail me as of late. Maybe it's a sign.

Unfortunately, I have no real topic aside from the blather about not knowing what to write about. I think I could write a book about not writing a book. Seems to have worked for some young adult novelists. I'm kidding. They at least had a direction, even if it was marked with dollar signs.