Now THIS is a good thread. I might actually have to consider stuff that I'd normally avoid.
Writers (artists) are not insular, even the bad ones. We have stuff floating around in our heads that we need to get out, that we need to "sick up." We have to get it out there even if "out there" is never seen by anyone else. For me, "out there" sometimes means a printout and crumpled paper straight into the garbage can.
But there's always something next, looming on the horizon.
Painters are the same way. Sculptors too. Even lawyers to a degree (but if you meet one of those that's also an artist, be vewwy vewwy careful...left AND right brain meeting in the middle can be dangerous).
I recently had a short idea that wanted to take me somewhere that I wouldn't write. The father/daughter on a road trip get kidnapped and the father is force-fed Viagra and has to...you get the picture. I could envision it all, even the part where the father got over his fear and liked it......but I couldn't write it.
So I changed it. And my brain let me get away with it, as long as I let something loose.
Turned out to be a decent (very) short story. I am weak on dialogue, so I focused on that and killed two (actually four, if you read it) birds with one stone.
Some major, unexpected violence at the end (mostly undescribed...I like to let the Reader fill in those bits and chunks), and I had purged some horrible thoughts.
There are more around the corner. Under the bed. Outside at night under a palm tree, winking at me with a glowing cyan eye.
But we purge.
I may have something more to add, I need to get some fresh air.
To your health,
BJS



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