If anything came from Hell, it's flies and other buzzing insects. I'm doing my best to find my muse and really hit my writing stride, and all I can hear is buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz. And not just a little buzzing. A constant, maddening drone as if this fly is trying to single-handedly annoy me to death. So of course I try the flail dance, but that didn't help at all. For all my flapping and flailing, I think that fly might have been mocking me as it dodged my efforts with ease.
I would just like to say that if I hadn't found a flyswatter which, apparently, is the only object flies can't avoid, you'd be sitting in class three or so weeks from now listening to a God-awful Takota Thiem draft all about flies. And so help me, there would me research in there. Fortunately, I pancaked that buzzing Satanic annoyance after about a ten-minute chase scene between my parents' kitchen and dining room. All's well that ends well, I suppose, and the writing process continues until a new annoyance takes up the mantel the fly left behind.
I love this. I was trying to write a little last night and was about to lose my mind because my roommate had a little bit of a smack to his gum chewing. After listening to it for about five minutes I yelled at him to stop smacking and he stared at me like I had lost my mind... which probably is the case. It's funny how something so little can be the biggest distraction.
ReplyDeleteBut I was so looking forward to the draft all about flies! I think there's so much humor in this post that could translate into a wonderful one-page-draft.
ReplyDeleteBugs are evil.