I had a dream that turned into reality. . . no I'm not going to gush romantic . . . I was sitting on a hilltop watching the grass blow in the wind, a few flowers where slowly tilting towards the sun. I blinked, not even a second went by and there where dozens of cars crashing into on another in the center of the field. I woke up and realized that I have an appointment lined up everyday for the remainder of the month. My job is getting more complicated and confusing as the days go by and now there is talk of a major restructure. So I threw my hat in the ring at Nissan and I'll wait to see if I can actually be a Regional Training Director. . . heheheh. . .
I haven't written fiction in so long I'm starting to think that I need a spark, something that doesn't come from me but flows out of me. . . To anyone who's reading this do me a small favor. Think up a topic and throw it in the comments section. Give me a few days and I'll write a story on it. . . or at least I'll try to. I need the mental excercise and who know what will come out of it.
I haven't written fiction in so long I'm starting to think that I need a spark, something that doesn't come from me but flows out of me. . . To anyone who's reading this do me a small favor. Think up a topic and throw it in the comments section. Give me a few days and I'll write a story on it. . . or at least I'll try to. I need the mental excercise and who know what will come out of it.
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2. Two astronauts are in a space station, and they have a personal conflict which is getting in the way of even basic courtesies and work production. They decide to sit down (or hover down) and have a talk about it.
3. A US President from Texas (but really a Kennebunkport Yale pansy) suddenly starts to regret all of the very stupid, destructive decisions he's made. We are privy to his inner mental battle in the story.