Writing? There’s No Hope

‘What seems to be the problem?’

‘I can’t stop thinking about an idea. It possesses me and I can’t stop thinking about it no matter what I do. When I brush my teeth I think about it. When I go to work I see things which make me think even more. I can’t work because I’m too busy thinking. And it used to just be in my head, but I’ve started doing this weird thing. It’s like self harming. But I want to do it anyway because it helps get rid of the idea. But it’s really difficult to do. And I don’t know why I carry on doing it. And the thoughts still don’t go away.’

‘This thing you do, is it writing?’

‘Yes…’

‘I don’t think I can help. You will need a better doctor than me. The problem is, you’re a writer.’

Getting the Bus to Anywhere

Just a thought. Got the bus today, and I get the bus a lot going to school. Always tickets left on the seats and stuff with a destination, where it was bought and time. It’s like a little story on a piece of paper, but only a very small part of it.

Got a plane in the holiday, London to Toronto. There was a plane ticket left there which was London to Calgary. Another, longer distance, example. This one with a name as well though, and type of seat purchase.

Food for thought and possibly a way of thinking up a story.

Just a thought. Like I said.