July 4th, 2007

consider it dug

first time in my life i keep the lights on to ease my soul

There are few holidays that I dislike as much as the 4th of July. Valentine's Day is one of them. Halloween is another. Thanksgiving ranks up there, too.

I hate the fireworks. I hate the drunken assholes who set off firecrackers in the parking lot at 2am. I hate the atmosphere of the day: "Gosh, we're so kewl u guyz! Huzzah AmeriKKKa! Let's bomb Japan!" Something about the day really bursts my wienerschnitzel.

On a completely different note - I write outline after outline but I just can't get anywhere on the actual stories. This is really getting bad. I think I may be forced to do something drastic if this continues. Okay, here's the plan; starting tomorrow, I will go down to the basement with a pad of paper and a supply of pens and pencils and write. Oh, who am I kidding? I'll bring my laptop. No internet, no books. Just me and the paper (well, Microsoft Word) and my latest outline. I can do this. A novel by the time I return to Kirksville? No problem.
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