20: My Inspiration
My inspiration is what I notice around me. The rain gets me into an angst, or romantic mood. Fog and mist induce me to think of mystery and grandeur. Many old English castles and creepy manors have been born of twilight weather and grey-blue skies. Friends and certain love for a particular subject usually result in something comical or sweet. The mere atmosphere of a coffee shop-most especially Starbucks-makes me want to write about murder and tragic stories. The night sky mood ends up creating adventurous tales filled with ball gowns, damsels in distress, and knights in shining armor.
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Imagine This
Short StoryImagine This is a collection of various rants, or meandering thoughts I have or even some stories that I wish to bring to life instead of just living in my mind. A rather vague and flowery diary of my thoughts that I feel needs to be written or else...
