Garrrr raaah!

[Sixth]

I have so much to do. There is a maelstrom of ideas running wild in my head. I have the means to give form to these ideas.

Yet.

Whenever I sit down to write anything I simply run out of energy. I’m lucky if I get anything done. In the meanwhile all these ideas build up and up. And up.

Two things can happen:

• Some sage posts some useful reply to this.
• I continue to fill this thread with idle rambling as an attempt to kick start (nearly typed: lick start) my malfunctioning brain.

Let the hedgehog racing begin!

 

[Jedi_Outcast]

tape recorder?

 

[Sixth]

… and in the left lane, the red lane, the lane of corrupting power; Hilly the hedgehog scrambles into the lead, leaping over the mini fence with water trap and rolling through the tunnel of rosebuds and grass.

Meanwhile, overhead, the dragonflies attack in V formation, firing tiny darts down at the audience. Breaking into a panic the audience, a mixed collection of gerbils, sheep and giant cockroaches, run for cover, swarming against the chain link fences (sponsored by chain-link ™) and crushing them into the mud.

 

[Sixth]

tape recorder?

A good idea.

Sadly, it's not writing which haunts me. I know I can't write.

It's code. The backbone of the internet. The glue which holds countless community forums together.

 

[Sixth]

The mud revolts; rising up into an angry elemental form and turns against the panic crowd.

“Hurray!” cheer the cheerleaders, ripping off their clothes, diving into the mud man and wrestling one another.

The hedgehogs halt their race. The spotlight is no longer on them. The dragonflies zoom towards the Sun and the British tabloids print the picture on page 3.

“Don’t ignore us!” demand the cheerleaders, holding their arms high.
“Grrrrr!” roars the angry mud, annoyed that buxom wenches are using its body to wrestle and exhibit in.

The hedgehogs sigh. This was supposed to be their day.

 

[Jedi_Outcast]

what kind of code? HTML, Perl, there are tons of them out there.

what are you trying to do, create a web page? program a game?

more info please

 

[Purrde Flower]

I find sticky notes handy I have a ton all over the place reminding me things. I bet if I put them all together I could probley make a novel of somehting

 

[Sixth]

The elder gods laughed. Their plans complete.

“Never” cried the warrior saints, charging forth to defeat the sun-kissed air force of demonic dragonflies.

“Oh! Look those tits!” cry the warrior saints, catching sight of the cheerleaders cavorting in the mud. “Tally ho!” the warrior saints cry, lances held proud and firm as they charge the mud.

“Leave me out of this,” wept the once angry mud monster.

 

[Guest]

Get off the site! (lol) I'm certainly no sage voice of wisdom, but as long as you are reading and posting, it's going to be that much harder to force yourself to write.

Or at the very least, jot down some of your ideas (somewhere else - index cards, perhaps? I use legal pads). Don't worry about any coherent order as you scribble, just wait to make sense of them later!

This would work for me, anyway - maybe you can make some of it work for you?

 

[Sixth]

what kind of code? HTML, Perl, there are tons of them out there.

what are you trying to do, create a web page? program a game?

more info please

Enhance the webpage. Php. MySQL.
I can do the code; I lack the energy even though I want to complete the task.

It's a paradox.
I'm beginning to think there's an imp behind the desk which drains me of energy.


Or, it might be the beer; but that was a last resort designed to inspire me to be active. I don't think it worked.

 

[Sixth]

Do you know what?

I think I'll find a quite place, creep off their and scribble down some notes. It'll be more inspirational than the soul-sucking that coding the ideas can become... and it'll not be time wasted.

To those brave souls who contributed to this short lived forum I leave the cheerleaders, the elder gods and the annoyed hedgehogs.