Fortune

Hey I remembered to come back and do some writing.! Maybe I should use this time to actually writes a short story or something instead of the mindless drivel I have been leaving behind? Well, at least I will try out these writing exercises I have been doing with this book I read.

"The Fiction Class" by Susan Breen has been a terrific read. I found myself wanting to cry at times because of the relationship between the protagonist and her mother. Besides from actually being a writer, I find myself seeing many similarities with this character. She and her mother are at odds with each other, my mother and I don't even really have a relationship. She is more like a distant relative than my mother. I guess that is because she didn't raise me and I just don't feel a kinship to her although I introduce her as my mother. I think it is more because I wanted to belong to someone instead of just being a granddaughter or a niece. I don't know.

Anyway, in this book, Breen has these exercises that the writing teacher has given to her students and I decided to do them as well just to see how things would turn out and to give myself practice since I don't write like I should do since people say "A writer writes!"

One such exercise is to take a fortune from a fortune cookie and write a story in which the fortune is the theme. Luckily I have saved a fortune I found on the ground because I liked it. Actually, some birds were fighting over this cookie which was still in the wrapper. I got out of the van, grabbed the cookie and took the fortune then threw the cookie back to the birds. They didn't want it at first and then one of the more adventurous birds grabbed the biggest piece and flew away! I looked at the rest of them and thought, "That is what you get for being slow and picky." Anyway, here I go.

The World will soon be ready to receive your talents. Good don't you think? When I saw this I just knew it was a sign of some sort. I once saw a fortune teller or palm reader because that is what she did. She told me that I would not find my success until after I turned 40 or something like that. This bothered me cause I was ready for something to happen then in my late 20s. She described my current boyfriend to a tee which made me believe her and she also told me to just leave the lost relationship with my sperm donor alone. I think she said it would not do me any good trying to make something happen when it was not meant to be. I really didn't like that. I have been desperate to find my father for so long but I'm afraid to actually look for him. I really think since he left he should come back to find me not me going out looking for him.

Ugh, I've typed to long and now I don't feel like doing the exercise. I will come back and do it tomorrow. Hopefully this will give me a chance to think about what I want to write.

Until next time