That's what I've been doing this afternoon. I took yesterday off from writing, which is a rare thing for me. But, a blood vessel in my left eye wasn't too happy about my long hours staring at a computer screen. So, I took a day off.
Today I decided to relax and watch some television. I just so happened to come across Edward Scissorhands. I had forgotten why this was one of my favorite movies when I was younger. Hell, it's one of my favorites still. And it has nothing to do with Johnny Depp. Honestly.
I've always been drawn to a strange combination of man and beast ... and Edward fit that description perfectly. After all, I managed to romanticize Dracula and werewolves ... why not something else? The macabre has an appeal to me that I've never been able to explain. I've been called everything from sick to crazy over the years, but that didn't change any of my preferences.
Needless to say, I'm used to not fitting in. I'm used to being thought of as strange or nuts, or both. But at least now I get to do what I love. Maybe now, through my stories people can understand what I find so appealing about the man/monster combination ... even if they never understand me.
I think I'm going to write a little more now. Book 6 is coming along so well, I really can't leave it for more than a day.