Lunatic Ravings

So I started writing a short of Raelin and Sharlot, relatively main characters from TAK. I got to page 8 when I had to stop. I’ve been drinking tonight and I get fairly needy/philosophical/cracked out when that happens so I fear the story has taken a direction I didn’t intend. I know up to page 5 is good to go because I wrote that before I went out with my coworkers, the Brain Twin and the BSP.

As I sit here in my hotel room, thinking out loud and singing along to the song I have on repeat I start to wonder a lot of things. Have you ever talked to yourself? Like outloud? And listened to the response? I talk to myself quite regularly and there are times when I surprise even myself. Right now my out-loud-thoughts are:

I want a cigarette like no one’s business.

Why the hell do I want a smoke now after all these years?

Shit, I need to get some sleep.

Can’t I write better than this? Maybe 6 drinks was too much.

Do I really have to function tomorrow?

I totally just want to run away to that cabin in Jasper. 

I have too many tattoo ideas and not enough skin.

I wonder what they really think of me. No wait, no I don’t. I don’t want to know.

Amaretto tastes really good.

So I’ve got all of this bouncing around right now. I’ve got to be up in five hours so maybe I’ll try to get some semblance of that which is called sleep. I think I can do it. I generally funciotn on far less. Perhaps it is time to turn the lights out and get this intoxicated ass to bed.

Plus side? I’m 99% sure I didn’t embarass myself this time 😉

Posted by Sarah Jayne

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