Writer's block

Well, I'm supposed to be writing a short story that's due tomorrow, but I haven't been getting anywhere, so I decided to ramble on about something or other here. At least I'm getting words out of my head and onto the screen.

Yesterday was our first intramural football game. Our team name is very original: A Few Good Men. Actually we stole it from a team from Biola, but that's another story. We had practiced on Friday, but the first game is always so much different than practice. It is eight-man flag football and there are seven teams this season. Anyway, we ended up just dominating the other team, winning 34-2. Their first offensive plays resulted in interceptions, so we were up 20-0 before they ever gained a yard on offense. I dropped two passes, including one potential touchdown pass that would have been very pretty. On defense, not too much happened on my side of the field. Our next game is on Tuesday afternoon and should be much more of a challenge.

So the story that I'm trying to write is set in Jerusalem and I'm trying to take a real-life experience from my time in Israel and make it the center of my short story. However, I can't even decide if I want it to be first-person or third-person, and everytime I try to start I just get a bad taste in my mouth from how bad the story is.

OK, let me wind this down and get back to work and dinner. I'm going to skip church tonight, because of the desperate straits that this story has led me to. I like writing, but I don't like writing fiction (by myself, Mike). Pictures to follow.