the slightly worrying thing is that i dont seem to have this narrative stream running through my head anymore.
My narrative in my head is somthing like
AM, must find glasses, fuck where are they. Coffee, mmmm, Coffee, mmmm. Fuck work!, shower, hair, coat, keys, walking, i want to be a writer/have sex with a beautiful man/ (Bus), money (eeek!), doodle doodle, men!, mmm, nice ass, hi, hi, hi, mmmm, coffee, work ok, ok, nice, how can i help you, yes! ill print that out for you, let me just make a few enquiries, eeek! shelving, boring boring, mmm coffee, how can i help you, are these going out or coming back, are these going out or coming back, ok bye, see you later, men mmm!, mmmm!, must do some writing, i wanna go somewhere, mmm dinner, im off out bye!, come home, locks jammed again, check e-mails, sex would be nice, better brush teeth, night.
I have lots of vague ideas to write a gay-romance maybe set in an exotic location, or somthing about bullying, but it all gets too autobiographical
Do i need to start some fictional narrative running, im just a bit worried it will be sci-fi which i dont like much. I feel a bit stilted |