Derailed — until next time Batman
Not exactly sure how I got here, but I know where I’m going
I had this whole thing planned out in my head.
I had a prompt. I had my bullets. I was ready to write.
Then I just got derailed. I can’t really put it into words, but nothing’s there.
I walked outside to let the dog out, and when I returned, nada. I felt like the John Travolta GIF from Pulp Fiction where he looks lost and confused.
Yeah, that was me, and it still is me. I have no clue where this is going, what I’m writing, or what I was going to write.
It had something to do with the new Batman movie cleverly titled, The Batman. I remember being smitten with the trailers over the weekend and forcing my roommate to watch a couple of them with me.
It could be that she too was excited to see a promising Batman back in the movies again (Affleck, love him, was a disaster at this) or that she too thought Robert Pattinson has the best jawline of any Batman ever. Either way, she’s down to watch this when it’s streaming.
My roommate and I have significant opinions about the other’s preferred entertainment sources, but when it comes to superhero movies, we share common ground. We can rip through an MCU film at any moment, we’re both intro Transformers enough to watch them for free, and the X-men family of films brings us enough joy to invest a few hours.
That said, now I can’t remember what I was to write about.
I’m gonna head upstairs and see if the roommate wants to watch Infinity War. I’m in the mood for an ensemble cast, but I don’t think I can watch Iron Man die again.