That birthday weekend.

So it's 2:34 in the morning and it'll soon be time to get ready for work. Thursday and Friday were spent at the gym with Saturday being the day I was longing to avoid. Much to my chagrin it came along anyway. I spent the day sleeping until the early afternoon, don't forget I work all Saturday night before you call me lazy. As soon as I woke, I had this desire to write... but not anything I have already been writing. I found myself wanting to write about super powers and all things fantasy. Almost immediately the idea came rushing to me like a shot of adrenaline. Obviously the super hero genre is somewhat over crowded but I strongly believe in my ability to create something different. Not aimed for teenagers, Not aimed to be a love story and Not aimed to be timid.

So I came up with the idea of ten beings from another planet gifted with biotic implants exiled to another planet (Earth) after a great war. So off I went on a writing mission and I was loving it! It's smarter than my previous writing, more exciting to actually write and guess what? It's more descriptive! It's so much more appealing to me to create something otherworldly. Obviously there's going to be sex and violence in it... that's a given but imagine exploring how biotic's can effect sexual encounters. I don't want it to resemble anything that's come before. When I write, I don't want to write about the hero's, about that predictable love story and I don't want to guarantee a happy ending. I'm tired of fairy tale endings. Someone said to me the other day that if Maybe, misery was a film, they'd go and see it. I responded by telling them if it was made into a film, it would be a high production porno.

Anyway... so Saturday was under way with birthday wishes and what not, I did get a lovely message from an old friend saying he was proud to say he knows me after reading Maybe, misery. I wrote all day and then worked all night. I arrived home at half six Sunday morning and slept like a baby until half one. As soon as my eye's opened I ate some cereal and started writing again. At about half four, I rang Nan to see if she was home from bingo and she was.

I biked it round and she was making me a massive tea since she never saw me on my birthday. It was awesome! I brought my laptop round so I started to write again whilst Nan played on a game she's obviously addicted to until it was time for match of the day.

After match of the day, I biked it home and I've been writing ever since. I've got an hour left before shower time. I'm actually half tempted to share some of it on my blog... we'll see. Anyway I've got this morning and tomorrow afternoon left at work before three peaks. Wednesday my cousin and I are off to collect our Amsterdam tickets, then to the gym. Thursday will be the gym again for more cardio and finally on Friday were off down to Scotland to get ready for those three mountains.

I'll try to update before then but if not... Wish me luck.