Itching

I want to write something but I don’t know what to write. I want to write another story but my mind cannot churn out a plot strong enough to stand on its own as a one shot. I want to write about last night’s events but I was not conscious enough nor was I aware enough of the things going on beyond my peripheral vision to say anything about it.

I have a plot in my head but I don’t know how to start it. I suppose that would go to my growing folder of unfinished stories. You’d be surprised at how big the folder is. Each Word file is only about two pages long and then I stop writing.

I want to write something new. I want to present you guys something new. Writing the same boring things day in and out is boring and I’m sure you guys are getting tired of reading the same boring shit every time. I want, desperately, to impress a person who has long ago marked my writing as boring. But I’m too big of a coward to do so.

I envy those who have spun countless of words effortlessly and are capable of creating plot twists to rival that of those Taiwanese Hokkien dramas. Somebody once told me that the “wow” factor in writing comes from experience. But I beg to differ. The “wow” factor obviously comes from one’s command in the language and how broad one’s vocabulary bank is.

Mine isn’t very big at all. I pick up one or two words once in a while in my reading. I spend hours a day reading, chapter after chapter. I’ve been reading non-stop since SPM was over. I’ve exhausted my initial story bank and have moved on to numerous titles, trying to satisfy my hunger for good and well written stories. But they’re hard to find. Even harder that looking for a parking spot last night.

Anyway, it seems this rant is long enough so I shall stop. At least I’ve written something. I think I’m having a “typing withdrawal”, if there’s even anything like that. I like to type and after so much of typing I’ve done this semester, to suddenly stop because all my assignments are done, I guess my fingers are just itching for hammer the keys like I always do when I type. My keyboard has taken a lot of abuse since I bought it. don’t worry man /sayangs laptop/ just wait till the year is over and I’ll let you retire.