As you are fully aware dear readers, I am fully engaged and committed to Fringe at the moment. She is indeed by muse. I don't intend on letting that girl go until I complete the entirety of Season One. That's a promise.
It's funny, but as a writer, and as many of you know yourselves, the desire and appetite to write is a passion and like passions it can certainly run hot and cold. That absolutely voracious hunger to write can be a fleeting thing. Normally, my output tends to be steady, but from time to time that thirst for it can run dry and a break seems required or is inevitable. If you're not feeling it, you can either push through it or fall back for a bit. I tend to do the latter in short spells.
At the moment though I seem to be fairly dialed in when it comes to writing despite some weather setbacks. (It's hard to watch anything without power.) I'm having a lot of fun with Fringe at the moment along with a few other things that have piqued my interest and I'm writing with a real passion internally at the moment. There's nothing more enjoyable than having that feeling. It's not always there. But when you are having a ball with it that is when writing feels at its best even if it's not the best work.
I have so many things I want to write about and sometimes time is a factor. The inclement weather was helping to a point until shutting things down completely with the blizzard.
Recently, I've found uploading video clips to be a little problematic. As a result it's forced me to kind of let go of the video clipping portion of the sci-fi entries. It has allowed me to do two things effectively.
1. I have been able to write and complete an entry just a little bit sooner than normal.
2. I've also been able to concentrate on images to my heart's content.
That combination, minus the time needed for JPEGing, is really working for me at the moment. We'll see where it goes, but I've been just as pleased with the entries without the video accompaniment. Though when I return to Star Trek: The Original Series, it's going to be tough to disregard that component.
Anyway, my son, whom I affectionately refer to as The Boy Wonder was sharing some postings from his Facebook page from friends. I wasn't all that impressed with the postings not because they were offensive. To put it another way, the postings seemed kind of pointless and therefore appeared to be a waste of time to me.
I said, "Why did they post that?"
He replied, "I don't know. It's a snow event and they wanted to post school closings."
I said, "Well, I think they should do something more useful and productive with their time. There are better things to do." Just like a Dad right.
And so clearly not everyone's idea of fun and without missing a beat he says rather pointedly, "Oh, like watch Fringe and blog about it?" Wow.
Touché Boy Wonder. Touché!