Attempt 12 A breakthrough

 I had this idea churning in my head ever since my tooth was cracked. It was a fable about the caution one should take around dentists, those nasty, nasty men in white coats. After feeding myself Stephen King audiobooks I felt ready to tackle the story. Almost 2500 words later and it came out in one long, narrative from a first person view. That's my weakpoint. First person. I can see the residual effects from listening to Stephen King audiobooks. I'm experiencing it right now. And I don't care. It makes my brain feel lighter, like a tonned muscle that's ready to work out. I wonder if the same were to happen if I listened to Frank E. Peretti. He's the Sthephen King of the Christian book market. A talented writer. 

I'm sent an email to my writer friend and my parents when I completed the story. I thought it was okay, I noticed some weak points and jotted them down as I was writing. The word "fix" popped up more than a couple times in my story. It's fine, I know it's not perfect. But it's like getting a good piece of beef or a soft piece of clay to work with. That kind of stuff that you know has potential. None of that "maybe it will work out, maybe it won't" kind of crap. It's a pure chunk of imagination just waiting to be sculpted into a piece of art. I shouldn't toot my own horn, but I'm just so proud of the work I did last night. Especially given how tired I was that night. I guess the best work comes out when you're at the edge of exhaustion. I doubt I can always work like this but I want to try to do better. I think that all these writing sessions for the past two weeks have helped me regain my edge. I hope that's the case.

Let's move on. I had a nightmare last night. Not of a monster but of something embarrassing happening to me. I used to dream that I was in my underwear all the time. After that I dreamed that I was in a car that I couldn't control. Thankfully, those dreams are mostly gone. But last night, I dreamed that I said something stupid to a large crowd at my school. The worst part of it was that I didn't realize it was something embarrassing. My sister told me. My freinemy Jonathan also told me after mocking me. Something about me selling strawberries, I can't remember. But I think that is my worst nightmare, saying something because of my autism. I forget that people aren't my friends, just friendly. There's a difference but I can't always tell them apart. It's gotten me into trouble before, even cost me a job once. I'm such a fool. If I were to be offered something by a salesman, I'd lose every dime. Notice I didn't say "every time." Maybe the King effect is wearing off. But in reality, I'm a sucker for not saying "no" to people. It's hard to refuse to help people. I wish I could be cruel sometimes. Like a person who can say "no" without a care in the world. That's the kind of person I idolize. Maybe I shouldn't.

Today marks another day of DND which I'm partially looking forward to. I say it like that because I hate the pizze they order. Domino's tastes as cheap as it's advertsements. I guess I can have Taco Bell afterwards if I'm still hungry. The problem with Domino's is that it smells good but tastes awful. Which is a conundrum because those two senses rarely lie to each other. But the gameplay at DND nights is fun so that's what keeps me going. I play a half orc who serves as a tank. No brain ability, but plenty of royalty in my blood, just like real royalty. I'm looking at you King of Thailand. I'll take any opportunity to make fun of a ruler. It's built into my DNA as an American. Who knows what out DM has planned for us but I plan to take a book to him and his son. I've had this DND book for a while that helps players create their characters. That's the beauty of DND is that you can go off the rules and still have a fun time. The DM's son plays a druid who likes to transform into an octopus, we also have a paladin robot and I forget the last two characters. Maybe because one of the players hasn't shown up for a while. It's fine. I was scared of that player anyway.

I notice that when I play with the DM I put on this silly mask. I can never be real with him because I'm so used to being silly. I like being silly, but I want to be honest too. Those two things rarely go hand in hand together. You can be funny, or you can be serious, you can't be both. It's like that joke about mixing friends, you just can't do it. 

I think that's enough for now. I'm off to play video games and read a book. Hm. I checked the word count and I'm under a thousand words. But my fingers are tired and I want to play games while listening to more food by Stephen King. Right now I'm re listening to Duma Key, one of my favorite books of his. I always feel like writing after listening to him or to Clive Barker. I'll talk about Clive later because he's a mad man. Stephen King once praised him as "the future of horror." I suppose those days are gone now. There used to be dozens of movies and games based off of Barker's work but now there's barely anything. A new "Hellraiser" game is coming out based off the first two movies. No one likes anything after the first two movies. It gets repetitive and boring with gore porn. You know what I mean, the same kind of porn that comes up in slasher films. Not that I mind a little gore and some skin in a movie but the formula has been done to death and even parodied in movies the "The Cabin in the Woods." There's a rich world in Barker's mind that remains untapped by media. I'm sure the Hellraiser game will sell but if you've read his "Books of Blood," you'd know that there's a lot more than cenobites running around in his head. Monsters, gods, demons, and strange spirits infect his world. There's even an ape that thinks he's human based off the Dupin series by Edgar Allen Poe. Really original work. I'm even playing a game called "Clive Barker's Undying." A great game that didn't sell well which is sad because the ending leads to other tales that could have been told. Maybe if this Hellraiser game is successful, we could see a resurgence in the Barker universe. I'd pay for that.