I remember back in high school, I had this story in my mind. It was a story about a 4th Kingdom, well, that's what I call it anyway. Here's the rationale, there is three kingdoms in the the mortal world, the humans, the animals (anything that ain't human) and the plant. I can't put it into more beautiful words, I'm really not feeling it. Now there is a fourth Kingdom, a place where magic happens and a place distraught for a coming war. The 4th Kingdom has been divided into two kingdoms, the evil and the good (the usual). Now the good side heard a prophecy about the war, wherein before the war, four babies will be born, each acquiring the power to control the four elements, water, fire, earth and wind. They will be the only people to end the war. But the war is fast coming, faster than what the prophecy said. The four are still babies and in order to save the babies from the wrath of the other side, they made a decision to bring the four into the 1st Kingdom, the mortal world. There the journey begins.
Thinking about it now, I remember how thrilling the story was. I remember how I wanted the story to go. I remember writing two chapters of it. Those two chapters have been deleted due to the endless transfer of files and re-formatting of my laptop.
That's just one of the story I had in mind that I never got to write. I share them with a few friends, and every time I hear them encouraging me, I want to jump to my laptop and write it. But, there are limitations, my time and my imagination. I can't have time when I want it. My imagination won't run without inspiration.
I really lack inspiration right now. My mind is spinning with stories but I can't write it!!
ARRRGHH.
This is frustrating.
