Tonight it’s around eight o’clock and I am watching Turner Classic Movies, this evening, “Laura” from what the prologue mentioned it’s a murder mystery, and it’s black and white. What’s not to love? Black and white movies, especially old ones inspire me and make me think how it must have been during the time they portray. My dear husband who woke up too early has already moseyed off to bed. I can’t possible sleep now… I slept in a bit, I woke up at nine am, if you call that sleeping in. I thought I might write a bit, first here, then maybe some more of my story, it’s a five year work in progress. I get bouts of inspiration, and more often weeks and months of nothing. I may write a sentence here or a paragraph there, but nothing that will get me to my ending. I am a perfectionist when it comes to how I craft my stories, nothing is ever “good” in my eyes. Tomorrow is Easter Sunday, which in my world means spending the day with my family and eating too much for dinner. And on that note it’s time to end.
All for now,
Title from: Early Sunsets in Monroeville by My Chemical Romance