Fever...

Hiya everyone... I'm sorry for not blogging for so long. In the past 3 days, I've been squeezing my rusty brain and typing like my life depended on it. I'm proud to say I have put up 9 chapters of my extreme fantasy on a fan fic site. Those interested to read it, drop me a mail since I don't think it's something everyone wants to read.

As you can see, I'm probably blogging better now from all that practice. Hehe! I have plans to put my fictional epic on blogger, but that depends on whether blogger is gonna release the url I have planned for my site. So for now, let's hear about my mundane jobless life for the past month.

It's been almost 2 months since I quit my job. In the beginning, I felt a bit bored. Having had a purpose to wake up for the last 1 year has made me unable to immediately switch back to being a couch potato/pig. But I am happy to report that I have successfully made my transition and am quite comfortable with the situation at the moment. The only thing bugging me is that my financial resources are slowly depleting, thanks to my favourite addiction, shopping. I must get a job soon. So everyone, wish me luck. I've already been for 2 interviews since I quit.

The only big pain of being jobless is being hounded by my mother day and night to help with chores and stuff. But it seems she's given up a little these past days since I've been so adamant in holing myself up in my room. Hmm... touchwood. For all I know, she may have something in store for me tomorrow.

The past 3 days were hellish and wonderful for me. Hell cos the clockwork in my brains wouldn't stop running and generating ideas for me to write out and put up on the fan fic site. I can't sleep or eat in peace :( It was wonderful for me cos as I wrote, I was almost able to delude myself into thinking that I am truly living the fantasy as I write it. Maybe I should be a writer. It was surprising to find that people were actually interested in reading my fantasies. I always thought that people would find the stuff coming out of my brain boring. This has been a true eye opener.

Because I am so excited about every next chapter I am about the write and the fact that someone keeps bugging me to post chapter after chapter, I've sort of lost my appetite and interest in most things around me. As I've told one of my fans ;) the only reason I even bother to shower is because it would refresh me and help me write the next chapter. My ears are now chocked full with Korean music used to inspire my stories. Then again, I wouldn't say they inspire the plot, it's more like they help me set the mood for the scene I have in mind.

I love theatre. If I ever have the chance, maybe I would do films or theatre. I love writing and I love picking music to set the scenes. I try to include this in my stories by making references to songs so that the readers might listen to them as they read. I feel that if the song has helped me feel the character and helped create the dialogue and chemistry I had in mind, the song would help the reader experience and understand the emotions my characters were going through.

Signing off now. I just hope I don't keep getting too obsessed and carried away with writing my stories that I turn into a zombie or start getting gastric. Pray for me...