Ever since I finished my "dead body in the lake" story I've been building my next story in my head. I might have said all this in an earlier post, but if I can't remember what I wrote I figure that no one else can either. Anyway. It's going to be about a man who lives in the walls of a house and eats nothing but Campbell's soup. Basically, the girl who lives in the house knows about it but everybody (well, mostly her parents) believe that she's just making up stories and that it's not true. However, the story is already beginning to be revised and it's still only in my head. So, the house is not a normal house. The walls are barriers between one world and the next and the man is caught there, unable to leave. Hence, I don't have to have a house that really has space for a man to live between the walls. Yes! Creativity at it's best.
You know, somewhere along the way I totally lost the thread of what I was trying to say. So sorry.
So ... thoughts on Lost ... Mmm. Sawyer. Mmm. What? I'm shallow.
Thoughts on Alias ... Umm ... I was accidently reading through the bulk of this one. I saw parts. Bits. Pieces. I saw Syd in the red dress. I have no idea what the episode was actually about. Did I miss anything?
"Time, time, time. See what's become of me."
You know, somewhere along the way I totally lost the thread of what I was trying to say. So sorry.
So ... thoughts on Lost ... Mmm. Sawyer. Mmm. What? I'm shallow.
Thoughts on Alias ... Umm ... I was accidently reading through the bulk of this one. I saw parts. Bits. Pieces. I saw Syd in the red dress. I have no idea what the episode was actually about. Did I miss anything?
"Time, time, time. See what's become of me."