Environment.

I'm not about to go all green on you.

When I talk about environment what I mean is the situation in which you find yourself when you write. Today I guess I wrote two hundred words of utter dross. As usual I was writing on the train, it is my usual little speeding world full of random mp3's. I was really tired; I dreamt I was trying to buy a house in Moscow. This house was vital so I could bring my date to my girlfriends sister's wedding. I have no idea where my girlfriend was. Pondering the imponderables therein kept me in a semi-conscious state for hours. I have no energy to write so it didn't happen today.

I will try again tomorrow.

DR