Shannanigan's Search for More...

Sooooo many ideas, and forget so little time, try no time at all.

Ideas ideas everywhere but not a moment to write. Ugh.

Lately, while being forced to churn out academic paper after academic paper, my craving to run away screaming from the world of research and swan dive into my safety net of creative short stories and poems has become harder and harder to ignore. I crave the high school days when homework took no more than two hours a night and then I could just sit up writing until I fell asleep.

Every time I look away from my monitor and out the window, more ideas for short stories flood my brain. I don't think I'll ever have the patience to write a full novel, though I have written a novella, but short stories and essays are things I love...and I've had more than my fill of essays lately.

I just want some time with a notebook and a few pens...or a laptop with an infinitely charged battery...out on cliff overlooking the ocean. Man would that do me good right about now. I just need to shed my responsibilities for a little while and have time to nurture my little neglected muse...

To those of you who have time: spend it well. Please, for my sake, spend it well!