I got nuttin for this one. I had 3 ideas all started and all petered out. One was to write in "Lovecraftian style about a creeping horror abomination..." but to tie it in to "the weekend it rained" seemed to shoehorn two great tastes that did not go together. Like Chocolate and Egg salad.
The next idea was to write about camping during the weekend it rained, but after several false starts and stsops I couldn't find a voice for it. Coudln't figure out a way to make the reader care about what was going on. I certainly didn't care about what the pine trees smelled like or the sound of the rain hitting the fly tarp. And as vivid as I could make it, it was still boring. Add someone being chased and we may have something. But...
The third? Adapting part of a story about a guy who gets shipwrecked I started in college. But that would be cheating... Or would it? And anyway the part about it raining only took up one paragraph in that story.
How about some continutity? Maybe trying to tie in the Weekend it rained with the Noirish start I got the other day but with the clock ticking and inspiration still fleeting I start thinking about a pass. What can I do to get something down but still keep up with the assignment. Writing about not being able to write seems the ultimate in conceit and cliche, but alas here I am. And then there's the feeling like I'm giving up. "The weekend it rained" seems like such a strong premise and I'm sure tomorrow I'll think of a billion and one things that I should have written about.
So maybe I'll take a rain check on the weekend it rained and when the clouds clear so will my head. Some day I promise there will be a two-fer and it will be good. Worthy of posting and worth of the crew I'm writing with. But that won't be today.
Today I will slink off to bed, a full 3 days wasted and uninspired. Lets hope for better results and higher standards for Saturday and picturing myself "in the Italian quarter."
You know ideas are already starting for that one. So with that I bid the fair reader adieu and I'm just going to squeak on out of here quietly and hope no one notices.
And that's what I have to say about the weekend it rained.
2 comments:
There is nothing worse than drawing a blank. I know your pain! You'll knock the next one out of the park, I just know it!
But you write about "nothing" in such superb, witty fahion! When I draw a blank, I usually just post a bunch of crap and hope you two didn't get a chance to log on. Your "blank" is a worthy read.
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