Friday, February 16, 2007

I’ve been working on a story that has me pretty fired up. I’ve thought about this tale for many years, I’ve stopped and started but now I’m moving forward. I’d like to have it written before moving to Paris in August.

The basic premise is a man hits the age of 33. His life is not what he anticipated, his marriage has ended and he realizes that he has been floating for 10 years. He realizes that his pursuit of money, possessions, work status all of it means nothing. Everything he has based his life on is false. He has become an empty shell of a man with nothing solid that he can tether himself to. He didn’t realize that to deal with this lack of connectedness he has been numbing himself with TV, alcohol, pornography, pills etc. He is attempting to awaken- but it is easier said than done. Blah blah blah, you get the picture.


sarala said...

Sounds like a great outline.

Self Taught Artist said...

modern day man meets razors edge
its time dont you think?

Self Taught Artist said...

wrong book...maybe the moon and the sixpence. whatever. i would love to read a book about a man who wakes up from the sick haze of that sort of existence.