Crazy baby, little monkey.

Hmm, that sounds like some weird and wonderful parody of a martial arts film in the same vein as Crouching Tiger...

So, I am trudging through the 60s block with my brains dribbling out of my ears. As much as I like old Arthur's writing style, I do think he suffered a little with verbal diarrhoea. His repetitive, driving points home affirmations are not what bothers me, it's all the "in so far"'s and other little phrases of the sort that pepper each chapter. That is what is driving me up the wall! I can't wait for this block to be over!

This, however, is both relevant and brilliant!



And I can't wait for the creative writing course to start. I can feel my Combat Foxes (otherwise known as The Muse) cavorting around in my head, finding interesting phrases and inserting them into interesting situations. I think there is a new story, though an old idea, doing aerobics to get my attention. I am still pondering on whether I should write part of the whole idea as a short story though. Maybe I will, and use it as one of the TMAs. So I shall let it gestate some more.