I want to work on something non-fiction, but all the non-fiction I want to work on isn’t happy stories. But I don’t want to write unhappy stories right now because my headspace needs some lightness, and I’m still sort of in recovery over finishing the 5-page script for “April 16th, 6:44 a.m.,” which is literally the most heart-wrenching thing I’ve ever put on paper.
Last night’s bit of something was lovely to put down because it started out sort of dark and morbid but ended up in a really fun place, and I want to write more of that, but my head is still full of non-fiction.
It’s a frustrating headspace I have, sometimes. Please enjoy this gif: