Ok, so I have no idea if this is normal, but I find that I have absolutely no interest in writing anything that could ever really happen.
I want to write books about elves in sparkling oceans, or vampires battling it out in a war zone. The everyday workings bore me, and humans (in my opinion) are only half of the equation.
I'm a fantasy writer. I might delve into science fiction one day, who knows. As long as its fantastic, or futuristic, I'm interested.
If this doesn't make a whole lot of sense, blame it on my intense lack of sleep. Four hours last night, almost a record.
Closing in on three hundred pages now. Doing better than I ever have, and pretty proud of myself. Now I have to begin thinking of the perfect name. Black Blood stood out when I was brainstorming, and though it fits in with the themes of the novel perfectly, it might be compared to the "Blue Bloods" series in title.
I'll think of something.