Tangled roots. Binds. Cords. The cage.
Certain words can break such devices. And very few will discern this.
I'm working on a new script. It's taking a killer long time. I want it to be savage, as nature is savage. I want the reader to be uncomfortable and question what they feel and believe. I want it to be close to the first nature. And I don't want to deceive the reader, but be honest, which means... it's not easy to put it on paper.
I will procrastinate. Later, I'll finish that part later, I say. I don't have the energy. Using your brain takes energy. And I rather think of blank half the time. It's very relaxing to think of blank.
This script may also be complete shit. Only time will tell.
I've not written this blog for x days due to extreme misstep, confusion, and complete boredom. Mind you nothing much has changed. The only thing that has changed is I have a somewhat less vague idea where I want to step next. It's a relief yet the waiting is maddening. And excess coffee only makes the wait more jittery.
ankle update: 99.9% healed. Not at a 100 yet. Possibly never.
