… today. It’s been a bit of a difficult day. No details necessary, nothing serious, just a few challenges that were overcome, although not without effort. I felt exhausted, angry, frustrated… then I thought, “hey – I’ll write something instead”.
A short story is now in the makings, a bizarre concoction of today’s events, completely transformed and transported to another place, another time. This is one of the big reasons why I write. I need to re-think and work through some of the things that happen in real life, to create a positive out of a negative. I guess this is the fuel that powers the strange machine inside my head that constructs stories.
Now I feel relieved.