Did Your Day End The Way You Thought It Would?

When I got up this morning, I really didn't think about how my day would end. I generally try to live moment by moment. But I usually don't expect anything out of the ordinary to happen. At least, not too much out of the ordinary. After all, I do have a black bear living under my bed. Or, I should say, mostly under my bed. When I arrived home, it did appear that there was a much greater mess in the kitchen and living room, then when I left. And the tv, which I had left on the comedy channel for Eddie, was now on the animal channel. It was showing the end of some program on salmon fishing.
But that's not where my day ended. I had to go back to the Library where they were hosting an author/writer of strange and speculative fiction, Kaaron Warren. She talked about her writing, her books, where some of her ideas have come from, as well as some ghost, and crime, stories. Listening to her actually inspired me. You see, I think, and sometimes talk, about writing a lot. But I have trouble picking a direction with my writing. Mainly, because I do really like the strange, and horrific, but for some reason, I don't feel free to go in that direction. But that is what Kaaron Warren writes about. And I truly enjoyed listening and talking to her. She has rekindled my desire to write.  
Also, I have to admit, I do tend to be lazy, so I don't push myself to find my own direction in writing. Or, you could say, to find my own writing "voice".
 Well, and it is yet to be seen where it leads, but this evening, I think, Kaaron has given my little brain a tweak.
Anyway (Anyhow), Albert (the black bear) tells me he wants me to take him fishing. He wants to try it the human way, with a fishing pole. That should be quite interesting. I hope I live to tell about it.