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Oh, how time flies. One minute your bullshitting with a friend, talking about how you’d love to see a sitcom about an elderly lesbian couple who adopt a sassy black kid, and then you’re writing that sitcom.
That sitcom, of course, is Freedom Lane, and its three years old today.
Good afternoon, Budgie fans. I meant to make this a #WIPWednesday post, but it slipped my mind yesterday. Now, you get to hear about I’m in Sci-fi Hell today instead. Lucky you.
Long time followers and readers of this blog have likely gotten used to me being dark and morose. It’s my style, one of them anyway. I can’t help it most of the time. There are a lot of days where I wake up on one side of the bed or the other, and my mind just wants to spew inky blackness like an irate squid.
But it’s time for a heaping dose of Monday Motivation!
I’m writing this after seeing a twitter moment involving JK Rowling. Over the years, I’ve been critical of her. Not her books, mind you. I loved the Harry Potter series (the books but not the movies), but every now and then she comes up with something to get her in the social media limelight for a short time, reminding us that we still need to discus her seven-part book series.
Sometimes it feels like there’s little left, motivation being outweighed by the necessity to stay in one place and let yourself become numb to the sensations that have crippled so many before you. Tears that should be thick and heavy are just a light drizzle in the fog. That which you live for feels diminished in the sea of black water.
You run, but the bottoms of your shoes are bald, and the sand flies behind you as you struggle to cover ground. The destination is just ahead, but it’s so far away when forward momentum doesn’t come as easy as it once did. You reach out your hand as if it’ll close the distance, but you realize you look silly, grasping at nothing but the empty air in front of you.
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Excerpt from Ant-Head: A Love Story
By Budgie Bigelow
The Previously Untold Origin of Ant-Head
“Make sure you have a killer opening line to start your book. If you don’t have something good, use a quote or something, I don’t know. How’s your sister, by the way? She seeing anyone?”