I'm spending the week at my mom's, and now she's babysitting, cause you know Friday night and all. My aunt asked me how everything was going when she dropped my cousin off. I told her that everything was going fine, slow on the project I'm working on but fine.
She asked me why I'm doing the current round of monster's library? Truth is part because I've been wanting to do a research paper on the general topic and part because of the obvious, I'm bored.
Me-: "Everyone needs a hobby."
Aunt-: "Well why aren't you putting that energy into your novel?"
Me-: "I haven't written anything in 3 years."
Aunt-: "I thought you were working on a short story or two?"
Me-: "I haven't been able to get more then a few pages of anything lately, before getting bored or totally loosing my inspiration for it. I am starting to think I'm done as a writer."
Aunt-: "I always find if I do something else for a while, then I'm able to do whatever it was that I was stuck on. Just comes to me like magic. What about the wrestling? You haven't given that up have you?"
Me-: "Not totally. I'll always have a sideline on that. But even it hasn't been inspiring me the way it used to. I'm still missing the element that The Celebrity gave. That one British wrestler is the closest so far to inspiration."
Aunt-: "Which guy?"
I pulled up the website for company #1 and showed my aunt a picture of who I was talking about.
Aunt-: "Gotcha. He's not bad."
Me-: "Hum, there are a few in that company too that look like Vlad the Impaler."
Aunt-: "Never heard of him. Is he an actor?"
Me-: "No...Vlad...the...Impaler. You know the real life Dracula. Anyways... there are a few wrestlers who look like him...I'm wasting my breath aren't I?"
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