People Just Don't Need Stories Like They Need Houses

Today I have read the most inspiring stories. Not inspiring in that they make me want to go out and do great things but…well, perhaps I do want to go out and do great things. They made me want to write children’s stories.
The book is an anthology of short stories inspired, by Japanese folktales, retold and illustrated by a Ms. Yoshiko Uchida. It just made me want to write children’s stories.
But if you know anything about me from reading my other blog entries you would know that this is just my ADD kicking in. Or not. I don’t know. I do know that I need to finish the script that I am already on. But part of me is pulling me toward the stories that I have not completed and part of me is pulling toward the stories that I have not started.
I guess this is a good thing. To always have incomplete stories at arm’s reach. This way as a writer I never have to worry about running out of things to write about.
It’s like being a builder in a market where no one has a home. There will always be work available. But of course, a builder in a market where no one has a home, will probably get paid. Whereas, a writer with a bunch of stories to keep him or her busy will not necessarily get paid for them. Hmmm.
That is why I am here trying to teach the ugly children of other people. When I took this job, I’d forgotten how much I hate other people’s children. Did I go off on a tangent?
Well, at least this class isn’t too much trouble. There is a little more cursing then I would like to hear from 6th graders, or children in general. It really could be worse.
So, I think that what I will do is, instead of taking the time to write children’s stories, I will start writing down ideas. Just ideas as they come to me. That way, when I find that I have the time to write them, I will have a bevy of stories to begin.