I have far too many ideas in my head.
All fighting to get out, competing for my attention.
This is not a good thing. What I want is clarity, focus; mental definition and stability in a time of personal and global chaos.
You can have too many thoughts. It’s a distraction. I want to write.
I want to write short novels.
Novellas.
I want to be churning out one, two a month.
I want to be finishing a story every fortnight.
I think I need to, to purge the cranial overload.
Trepanning is what the ancient Greeks used, to purge the brain.
It was a physical thing, not a metaphorical mental thing.
Brain damage isn’t caused by the blow; it’s caused by the build up of fluid; the blood, the bile, the miscellaneous brain juice.