I really haven't been out of the house for a week due to my issue with walking on my broken toe. Fun. It's so swollen. I wonder if I broke the metatarsal phalangeal joint. Wearing shoes is uncomfortable. I made the mistake of walking a puzzle down to the community library box, which is down the street, and that was a painful little journey.
I've been watching horror movies. I'll still watch it if the acting is bad but the script is interesting. I love stories.
I just watched a 2007 horror movie called "Murder Party" that was freaking hilarious and the characters were interesting. I really liked how the story unfolded. It's about this guy who finds an invitation to a party and decides to go. It's very artsy and probably commentary on the art world.
Art is subjective. Artists.... yeah.
I'm an artist, so I'm probably pretty strange too. I talk for hours on characters. I listen to people's lives and say things like "what an interesting story" which I now know is not how to comment on people's lives. Good thing I'm not a therapist.
Writing Update:
I am working on a dark story with fantasy elements that touches on a real issue. I'm hoping to finish it in 7 chapters. It'll be pretty small, but I haven't decided yet how dark I'm going to make it. No matter how bleak my stories get, I usually finish them with a happy ending, but this is going to be pretty dark even for me.
Does my lead character find happiness only to end up dead at the end of the story? I've never written a major character death before.