Inspiration, or lack of it
Some days I have ideas, some days I don’t. Today I had something half-baked about feeling inspired by Neil deGrasse Tyson to read The Martian and Saturn Run, both realistic science in space stories, and something even less than half-baked about not caring much about Spiderman because I couldn’t think of the name of the editor who’s always demanding pictures of Spiderman.
None of that is really anything, and that probably means I should just keep quiet for a day, but hey – I have to live inside my head. I might as well share some of it with you, even if it is less than thrilling. Heh. As if anything I write is thrilling.
John liked The Martian, I’m enjoying it right now, and Saturn Run was really good (thanks, Erik!). And….that’s all I got.