Wherein, I set out to write a nice little story about a boy on a scout camping trip who says just the wrong thing near just the wrong person and winds up being kicked out of the the troop. Got a fair bit done, too -- about 1400 words.
But as can sometimes happen (more and more, lately) a newer, angrier story popped up and took me by the throat and lead into my fury over Gabrielle Giffords' shooting. And today I worked on it more and have 2800 words. When the muse screams in your ear, you pay attention. I will not be posting this story on here in any way, form or fashion; I've given it full free rein and it's very dark and brutal. Sort of a way to spew steam, especially since the so-called liberal media is swallowing the right-wing-nuts' myth about the shooting -- that Democrats and Liberals were just as nasty as they were. And never mind you have Sean Hannity, Glenn Beck, Rush Limbaugh, Bill O'Reilly and every person on Fox News spewing lies and made up facts, daily, and using everything they can to keep people afraid and listening to their hate, two years ago MoveOn.org made up a campaign using Hitler images, and that shows the left is just as bad.
And I'm getting pissed, again. Time to let off more steam on my laptop.
Oh, I tried to watch my John Waters-style movie about porn...but the disk stopped about halfway and wouldn't start up, again. So I'm getting a replacement...because I want to figure out what the hell the damn movie's about. If it's one of those movie within a movie within a man's mind kind of things. I mean, some of the script is really good but most of it is dumb and violates its own truth. And the acting is VERY uneven. Which is sad.
Maybe I ought to just go get copies of "Pink Flamingoes" and "Female Trouble" and get my Waters fix that way, 'cause "Pornography: A Thriller" takes itself WAY too seriously. I did like "Serial Mom" and "Hairspray." Haven't seen "Lust in the Dust." I guess I'll rearrange my queue on Netflix.