RANDOM burst of inspiration peoples

Love it. Embrace it. Give it your favorite "oh man I can't believe I was once a boy...no wait I never was, my bad" face.

Last night I had a dream that I went to Ukraine and met Oleksandr with my family. I then proceeded to insult my own nationality stupidly and my navel exploded.

Aside from this amazing feat, I also overslept. It was worth it. I got to frolick in a Russian field.

Alright here is something that has been mulling around in my mind. Can't decide if this should be a girl or a guy, or both. Anyways, my dream had something to do with me 'losing weight' and becoming fit. I am not a gorgeous, skinny, or athletically fit girl. Actually, to the contrary, but I still believe I'm within normal weight range, and I don't mind my face much. Eh, I don't know, not really for me to judge what I look like, I don't think about it much.

So.

You know how everybody has this stupid epiphany about 'image' and how 'society views beautiful people'? Duh peoples. Biology. Fittest, prettiest, it's what we NATURALLY go towards, even if Hollywood spiffies it up a bit beyond reality (that's what they're doing on purpose, entertainment! Fantasy! But yeah humans have always had a fascination with beauty). So there's that. I didn't have that, but I was thinking about it.

Then you know those amazingly touching stories about non-gorgeous people who are more beautiful on the inside than seems possible? The kinds that actually retain your small faith in humanity, those times when you see proof that God actually gave us the ability to do good for each other? Yeah. I was thinking about that.

Then it exploded. Not really. Let's be CLIMACTIC here peoples! That's right, caps and exclamation points! CAPS! AND! EXCLAMATION! POINTS!

It's at this time of night that your'e reminded of Calculus when 'When I Grow Up' by the Pussycat Dolls comes on and you cringe.


Back on topic!

*professor-like clapping* ATTENTION!

So I started thinking about fantasy. I started thinking about the ingenius of Lunar's fantasy/real world crossover and how cliche meets reality. Amazing. Fantastic. Cliche sells.

So let me just write down snippets of this. I want to go with a dude, because:

a) I like writing/drawing men a lot more, even unattractive ones...guess I'm just more fascinated with the gender. Nothing against women though!

b) Men being sweet = adorable. Needs to happen more often in public.

So I was thinking of birthing this character who was not very attractive...several actually. What about a girl my weight? You don't see many girls in the in-between-but-could-be-fat-because-you're-not-skinny category. We'll go with that.

Big guy, big nose, big gut....not the best, we'll give him more issues. God gives everyone a gift, though, and I think he should have a power. I played around with fantasy, but I decided on financial real-world boringness with magic in the dustiest corners.

We'll call him Benjamin Leemenbass for now. I've had a young and stubborn blond youth mulling around in lightning storms in my head for a while, but this guy is different. I might tie him in somehow.

The gift goes beyond storytelling, but storytelling is at the heart of it. I already see the old, skinny guy appearing now. Ah! I like this guy because he embodies my childhood. We need to make him Hansel-like but not as attractive, not nearly. AWESOME.

This post probably doesn't make much sense to anyone who reads it. That's for a reason. We'll get the details out later. TIME FOR BED.