… look damn silly by the light of the day…
Indiblogger has given me 2 weeks before they agree to list or not list this blog in their directory. Their complaint is that I don’t write enough stories.
That is a fair charge. People have been complaining about this for more than a couple of years now. There is one writer who says that I ought to write a book and I dissipate my energy in non-book writing activities. my son complains that its been years since I made up a children’s story.
I used to make up at least one a day, to get him to eat, sleep or whatever needed bribing to do. I remember my uncle forgot to eat once, listening to a story I made up for my son and one of my nieces.
In my defence, I had several brilliant ideas, in the middle of the night yesterday, when I was too tired to open my eyes and key them in.
They looked decent even early in the morning. Now that we are approaching 9 am, it looks like only a moron would write stuff like that. All I want to do is make up the sleep I lost yesterday.
Maybe I should start writing that book. Maybe I should recall the stories I told my little one.
Maybe…. I should elope with a tall, dark, handsome guy. THEN, I would have a story to tell!
