Forget Me Not

It's really tough trying to write about someone you've been trying to forget.
If I want this to work, I'm going to have to immerse myself in my memories.
Even the ones I don't want to remember.

It Has Begun

I'm writing about my online encounters. I've started with the most recent one, as it's the shortest.
So far, it's 4 pages long. Probably another page to go. The others are going to be novellas.
I don't know what I'm going to do with these stories once their written. I think they're too long to be made into a blog, unless I post segments at a time.
Maybe I could collect them all and publish a book.
I feel like a book needs more depth, though.
Who knows? Maybe I'll just write them and make nothing of them.

I Do Own A Trench Coat

It has been suggested to me that I write about my online dating experiences. Right now I don't have a focus. I feel like I should be doing it for more than just entertainment. Perhaps the theme will present its self after a couple of analyzed rendez-vous. I'm not saying that I'm going to do it. I will tell you that I have another encounter lined up. An encounter that I probably wouldn't have lined up if it wasn't for the fact that I may possibly have an ulterior motive for it. But that still doesn't mean I'm going to be writing about it.
It would be fun, though.
I think people would like it.
It'd be adventurous.
I'd be like a spy.
And I do own a trench coat...

I Was Walking With A Ghost

I saw a young man last night who looked exactly like a boy who moved away. Exactly.
He was walking past the cafe where we first met.

Was it him?
Was it an impostor?
I regret not running after him to make sure.

Pic-a-tures

I said in my post "Go Alone" that I'd put up the pictures that I took on that day.

An Autumn rainbow.

The Yacht Club

Fintry Queen

Love Like a Sunset Part II

P.S. In reference to my last post: Online dating won't be the death of me. I'll just write a book about my misfortunes to make it worth the havoc.

Online Dating

It's going to be the death of me.
Here goes something.