I really should've gotten a dog

I’m in a weird writing mood. Three false starts this week, and the problem is that I like all the ideas, but still I was in the mood to try something else. Obviously I’m lacking a little coherent focus right now and hope to stumble onto something that I like and will stick with for a while longer, but I’m going to tell you about one of the weirder things that popped into my head. I normally don’t do this as I abore talking about stories until there is actually a story there, but today I was minding my own business, when the idea of an immortal once again settle in my noggin. I like immortals, there’s lots of back story. I decided that he couldn’t remember everything of his past, and had come from the ice-age, and was struggling to deal with the realities of the present world. And to shake things up, he’s probably the worst-case scenario for immortality: he doesn’t heal and he doesn’t regenerate. Which means that he’s lost fingers, lost limbs, wrecked lungs, wrecked organs, has every disease known to man and is in constant and chronic pain.

And then something really funny occurred to me because I was in a silly mood. He meets another immortal (the first he has ever met), who used to be a priest in ancient Egypt, was trying to communicate with the spirit world, and instead got trapped in the body of a cat. He can heal, he has it all, and he can talk. And I decided that these two should go on some kind of adventure to help heal our first guy.

I thought about passing it off as just a weird day of writing, despite it being very funny (think about it, a talking cat would make an excellent spy, although in reality he manages real estate). But just now I remembered another story I came up with years and years ago, and in fact the only thing I remember about it is the title: Shanghai Werewolf. There didn’t need to be a werewolf or anything related to China, it was just a silly title especially if there was a series of books to follow (Curse of the Shanghai Werewolf, Return of the Shanghai Werewolf, the Shanghai Werewolf and the Chamber of Secrets, etc).

So I don’t know, maybe it is time to have a break from horror and write something stupid. But the last thing I want to do is write some fantasy thing with ogres and trolls and elves and wizards. I just wouldn’t be good at that, unless I made it totally stupid and ridiculous, like if they all held office jobs like in Things Corp.