katagillian

So two nights ago I dreamed an entire story (probably a short story) from beginning to end. I love when I do that, except it was a sad story that left me crying. If I were to write it (I hope I do, too often I don't anymore) it would be called "All the Time in the World" and would be a "Bewitched" fanfiction. Yes, I said Bewitched - that really old TV series from the what...1960's and 70's? With Samantha Stevens, a witch married to mortal Darren. Yeah, THAT show. Absolutely no idea why I dreamed that. I haven't seen that TV show in years. Still, it would be interesting. I wonder if there is any Bewitched fanfiction out there... Last night

Well today certainly sucked. Not wanting this to be a rant-space but my goodness, it's funny how one stupid phone call can wreck all my plans for the day. Thinking that tomorrow I'd like a do-over of today, minus the scary woman on the phone that thinks I'm sexting her boyfriend / husband / whatever. (for the record, EW, no, wrong person lady.) I wanted this to be a creative space so let's instead focus on that. But the problem is, my little writer mind has taken that weird phone call today, worked it all into a murder mystery (eep!) and am thinking how to make it just twisty enough... Uh...no. The moment I start writing novels about my l

So I've been told to write "Do Not Read This" as my title, but I thought I'd go with the more lame and typical first time blogging title. Just deal. At some point I will have to put some pictures here just to keep up with everyone else. Yes, I DO draw. Sometimes. Not often. When the mood strikes me? I have lost about a half dozen sketchbooks over the years so if anyone finds something with my name on it, I'm sure it might be worth some kind of blackmail money. Oh wait, I don't have any money. Well. We'll cross that bridge when we come to it. Anyway, it's a pleasure to meet you. Now to go draw something. So, you know, I can be like all you