boring boring boring. thinking of what i should write for autofiction...would it be better to write about a thriller or horror flick? or would it be better to become a persona who is so caught up in her own appearance, the many flaws, the beauty of others....that she loses sight of what is real in life. that everyone should be superficial and treat each other differently because they look different? have you ever passed by a vagrant and look at him, unconsciously screwing your pretty little nose up in displeasure? i have really, and i'm sure that you must have done that at some point in your life. well.... as far as i see it, maybe a true life account would be most appealing to readers, but how can i make a rather uninteresting 21 years of my life seem interesting? seems near impossible. anyway, when i have finished i would post the draft on line..... for now....slack time!