Great Night's Sleep

So I finally -- after not really sleeping all week -- had a great night's sleep last night. My friend Paul came over and I showed him The Rocky Horror Picture Show (to my immediate horror, I was SHOCKED to learn he had never seen it before), and then we watched Alice in Wonderland (2010) before he went home. Once he left, I immediately went to bed as the week at college had rendered me absolutely exhausted.

However, I woke up at ten o'clock, absolutely well rested and able to get on with life. There was just one question -- what would I do? It was true I had textbooks to read, work to complete...etc. But I found I'd rather learn from the teacher than read from a textbook (which is odd because I love to read). Yes, not even the interesting textbook of Psychology could interest me in the words beyond the "interesting" cover page. (Image above)

Yet alas, I am shifting through the tomes of work (namely Geography right now) and I'm rather bleh about the whole thing. I don't know what's wrong with me. Either it be just laziness or general lack of care. Something's changed in me -- hmmmm.

Either way, last night I tried to write some of my book. I fleshed out a key point in the story -- or what I thought was a key point in my story, but alas, now I'm considering changing it completely. Why are we writers such fickle, perfectionists?

I know I am not the only one.

Your work...your child, as it were, must be honed and perfected, before anyone's eyes can lay upon it (beside the obvious critic or fellow writer friend), and then it must be edited, edited, and edited again until you are absolutely exhausted with its words.

Or simply...you're one of those that writes with ease, doesn't fret over anything, and just sits there, content with the finished project?

However you write, is it not the best part about writing -- the actual writing? -- the forming of the words, the story? And even though it may be filled with grammatical errors and just general ridiculousness, you can't help but go back to it -- always and try to figure out how the story goes (for I do not know -- I figure that out when I sit down to write). But perhaps, it would do me good, no, to perhaps write out an outline for this story? (For whoever said that a sequel was easier to write than its predecessor?)

My tea's gone cold. -_-

I must procrastinate elsewhere. Ta-ta for now my lovely friends.

-Sheron Parris