I got the flu (and it is kicking my butt)

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I been thinking about Stephen king all day. His book: on writing, is one of my favorites.


I think the situation approach to setup of a story, rather than focusing on traditional plot was on the novellas I wrote Five years ago.


Combined what the provocative aspect of there more childish ambitions obviously influenced El topo and you get the stew that made series of statements.


I am watching Stephen king’s it miniseries adaption on max. Because I am not up to a full reread of the novel.


I am coughing so much I Can not sleep. And I Want to write something again.  I know I am random with artistic stuff. Sometimes wanting to make comics sometimes illustrated novels. Today I favor novels because I like the result not the process of create comics. I have some issues with my neck and feel like if I tried to draw for ten hour a day I would be all messed up.


But writing is a big deal to me venting my thoughts out loud is helpful. I think that hunter x hunter is the anomalies it’s like what I want to make but is central how I have survived psychologically in my life.


My life has not been bad and I know it. I think I just have so many neurotic tendency’s and refuse to address them or grow out of them. 


I think part of my problem is I think it’s interesting aesthetically to burn my soul on this blog. Just to vent every neurotic scream so I don’t move forward. But I Want to pay more attention to what I am thinking an how I am feeling when I type. Trying to consciously dig in and create a train wreck.



None of this is interesting likely to anyone but me but I am going to try to clear my head up and move forward again.


I need another cough too so peace and love.


Be safe out there friends.

 

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