Editing and Legos

I'll admit it; revising and and editing are not my favorite aspects of writing. I like putting my thoughts and stories into words, but admitting that those first words weren't necessarily the right ones is a struggle. So, for these few minutes of blogging, I am setting aside the usual necessity for rewriting and am indulging in just typing what comes to mind. I miss my Legos. I have quite a nice collection, but it's still in Oregon at my parents' house while I'm over her in Tennessee. For many years of my life, building with my Legos or setting up awesome action shots was a form of stress-relieving that probably was one of the main reasons I actually made it through high school. But I haven't picked up a new Lego set or even mashed up already owned ones in years. I suppose that, someday, when I'm rich from tricking people into buying third-rate literature, I'll have a special room devoted to my Legos. I could even paint the walls with suitable backdrops for the different genres. The Star Wars ones could be on a space background, the Medieval ones could be on a green, rolling hills thing, and the underwater ones could be in a special tank. *Sigh* I have such lofty goals for the future; it's a shame I don't have any measurable skill with which to take myself there.