Rob_Royale
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There was an episode of Who's Line is it Anyway, that guest starred Joe Walsh from the Eagles. The guy was hilarious. He did this thing about brain worms that had me rolling and now when I get a big idea, I think of Joe's brain worms.
Because that's what I'm dealin wth now. A big brain worm of an idea. I'm not saying it's a great idea, but my brain really likes it and I can't shut it down.
It's so weird how some story ideas are like that. Some are cute and you file it away for possible future stories. And it doesn't bother you a bit.
Other's are like "WRITE ME SEYMOUR!" like some gigantic dentist devouring plant in my brain.
And your brain replies with something completely logical. "You have fifeteen stories already in the works!"
And the idea just won't let up! It intrudes in on your day, and you find yourself thinking, "I really should be concentrating on this brain surgery." You even sometimes dream about it.
So finally you scream, "Alright already!" and you sit down at the keyboard and bang out three thousand words at a shot.
From inside your brain the brain worm sighs, "Thanks mate, I'm good now."
I'm sitting at my desk right now, chagrined. Sigh. Sixteen.
Fucking brain worms.
Because that's what I'm dealin wth now. A big brain worm of an idea. I'm not saying it's a great idea, but my brain really likes it and I can't shut it down.
It's so weird how some story ideas are like that. Some are cute and you file it away for possible future stories. And it doesn't bother you a bit.
Other's are like "WRITE ME SEYMOUR!" like some gigantic dentist devouring plant in my brain.
And your brain replies with something completely logical. "You have fifeteen stories already in the works!"
And the idea just won't let up! It intrudes in on your day, and you find yourself thinking, "I really should be concentrating on this brain surgery." You even sometimes dream about it.
So finally you scream, "Alright already!" and you sit down at the keyboard and bang out three thousand words at a shot.
From inside your brain the brain worm sighs, "Thanks mate, I'm good now."
I'm sitting at my desk right now, chagrined. Sigh. Sixteen.
Fucking brain worms.