I couldn't think of anything to write about tonight, so I checked the daily prompt on the BlogHer website. The question was "Do you have a book in you?"
The answer is, I don't know. I've always imagined that I could write a book, but the truth is that I don't know if I could. I don't really have a story to tell, although I do and have had ideas over the years. When I sit down and try to flesh the ideas out, though, I can't seem to find the right way to bring the story along in a way that would keep me or any reader interested and I can't seem to imagine an ending.
When I read a really great book, I imagine the author sitting at her computer, listening to her characters, living in the character's world, maybe even taking on a bit of the character's personalities as she builds the story. Is that what Gillian Flynn did when she was writing Gone Girl? If so, that's some crazy shit!
There have been a few times when I have actually sat down at my computer and just started writing some fiction, but it's never gone anywhere. When I was younger, I used to write some short stories. That was fun, but it's not really as sexy as a full-on novel, is it?
For now I get my writing fix here on the interwebs at this little blogspot. It's good enough for me for now.
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