Heyaa
Imagine yourself on the bed. Sitting. No xxx thoughts please. So, sitting. Legs crossed, a pillow propped upon. And your laptop happily resting on it.
Thatās me, for the last 2 hours, trying to move not even an inch.
Itās Monday, April 1, 17.58. The first day of a new financial year.
OK, 2 hours was a bit of an exaggeration. But itās definitely 10 minutes now. Sitting like a statue almost.
Thanks to my charger. Laptop charger. A low-cost, third-party laptop charger. Itās charging only when the charging point, the wire, and the laptop align at a specific position. A position that I need to find every time I put my laptop on charge.
The laptop is 4 years old now. Might start showing symptoms of old age anytime now. And Iām in no mood to buy an original charger.
So, thatās that.Ā
Now, let me find a song for today. Havenāt been listening to anything lately. Havenāt been working much.
Okay, thereās nothing interesting on Spotify. So, hereās one I came across earlier this morning:
Again a background Reel audio, like last weekās.
Although the music sounds happy, going through the comments, it seems the song might not be.
Let it be. As long as Iām not getting into the lyrics, this works.
I have found that if something works, let it work just however it is. You donāt get into the deets. You have a lot of other things to (over) think about.
Itās also the other way around. If something doesn't work, it just doesnāt. Do what you can, if you can, else leave it as it is.
Then, there was this line in a book that Iāve experienced probably 10+ times:
āI've learnt that, what seems like a curse at the moment can actually be a blessing, and what seems like the end of the road is actually just the discovery that we are meant to travel down a different path.ā
Itās from Looking at the Wall, a collection of daily-life experiences. Presumably fictional.
Nothing exceptional. But a good read. Another book from my TBR pile done and dusted.
I read overall six books in March, including that one. So, it was a good month I guess. On the personal front, at least.
Apart from reading, I also managed to get some AI art generated. Like bookish scenes. Brainstorming ideas and creating prompts via ChatGPT and generating images via Leonardo AI.
Itās the one I generated yesterday (Sunday, Mar 31). The one scene that came out well on the first try.
Not sure what Iāll do with these images, but something for sure.
What I have realised is that nothing goes to waste. All your experiences converge in some way to shape your life.
Last month, I also picked one of my old desiresā¦ Making comic strips.
I came across this storyboarding tool called StoryTribe. Signed up to check the possibilities. Couldnāt think of any use right away.
2-3 days of tinkering later, I realised how to use it for mini-comics. The ones popular on IG, just 1-2 conversations long. The ones I tried a few times earlier. But Iām no good at creating illustrations.
Now, thanks to StoryTribe, Iām making those comic strips. Again, on bookish life. Testing. Not sure for how long Iāll be interested. Posting those mini-comics on my IG and my WhatsApp group of book nerds.
Just trying to get my creative powers back. Have been spending 12-15 hours sleeping some days. Around 10 hours, at least. That much sleep de-stabilizes my creative cycle. 6-7 hours a night is perfect for me.
Maybe, I should buy some jigsaw puzzles.
I do them online. The Edge browser gives you a swap-a-piece puzzle. I love solving them. I think I have been solving them for 2+ years now.
Earlier, it used to take me around 150 steps, sometimes 200+, but now it takes me 50-70 steps usually. Todayās puzzle took me only 24. From 200+ steps to 24.
Of course, on some days, puzzles are easier than yesterday.
Still, working out the patterns so that you donāt keep swapping pieces the same aroundā¦ that comes with regular practice. Iāll give myself that credit.
Wait, where was I earlier?
Ahh, comics. Maybe with regular practice, I might be able to ideate comics and then draw from scratch. You canāt do everything, that I know. The inner wirings are different in everyone.
I just want to try enough times before dropping it, so that I donāt regret not giving my best.
I also want to try fiction writing. I did try onceā¦ Incomplete project, though. A 30-35 page novella āDestination: Death.ā
Talking with a friend got that dying interest flying again. Letās see when I can revive the project. Or maybe write something new.
Who knows what situation, what time, and what place align together and make me a fiction writer.
Oh, that reminds Iām reading Yellowface these days. The story, although fictional, pretty much provides a glimpse into the publication industry. So, signs from the universe?
With that Iāll take your leave.
Bidding adieu. Enjoy your day. Live long and prosper.