I've noticed something... When you do not let the reader know early on why everything is happening bu just write in the moment, the rader is actually drawn so much deeper into your story. Because of the lack of information they seem disoriented and are looking hard through the words trying to find some bearing. It feels a little chaotic at first, but I think it does well because it lt's the reader feel what the character is likely feeling in that same situation. So I guess I'll work on setting my reader in the dark with a candle and proceed from there.
He sees but does nothing When the long ones come by Dark and menacing With terrible eyes Holding black weapons Held up to the sky Titanic in size, The Long Ones arrive. He sees but does nothing As his townsmen come out. The women are screaming And the children shout. And the men are armed And all about. All, in doubt… Because the Long Ones arrive. He sees but does nothing As the Long Ones swept through Hacking and slashing As whole bodies flew Severed, dismembered And flaming, a few There was never no bloodshed When the Long Ones came through. He sees but does nothing But the tears wet his eyes As the people he loved Were crushed as though flies As the people he loved All begged, screamed, and died For the sake of a deer He killed for a prize. He sees but does nothing As the Long Ones depart Leaving behind Their gory art. Leaving him to No home, no friends No place to sleep or, His letters, to send Only an end To a life he once known And the birth of a man Who made venegeance his own
Confidence Because I know who I am, what I am, I know that I can do it and I know it's only a matter of time. I see competition around me. Soon it is behind me, merely a memory as I proceed toward what is next to be. I simply have faith that it will be all right, regardless and in spite of anything. My confidence empowers my... Commitment I have been shaken, I've been made to tremble; I've been knocked back, and knocked down. So has everyone. It doesn't really matter. You proceed because you need to...or you must. But be dedicated. Have the will and the heart and with total conviction bring to life your... Aspiration Because what is life without? It is my greatest treasure, my northern star. Aspire and enrich yourself. There is so much that will entice you on the path of... Discovery Seeking something new. Rushing into the unknown. Don't expect the most fabulous time, but just have curiousity and a sense of... Adventure Be willing to set out and explore life off the main road. Chase the things which caught your fancy. Rise to the challenges, be daring to the dangers- explore everything in and around yourself. I can't think of any other use for life than just learning, finding, revealing, and experiencing everything regardless of the... Challenge I hardly have to ask for it. Challenges always come in and usually in intimidating situations. You'll feel it when it comes. A real challenge. You tingle. The world seems to vibrate and everything inside you is telling you to run...except that feeling that says it would be awesome if you could overcome this. At that point you stand between the decision and either has such an impact on your life. To go around or through, how you deal with them defines you. But in all things never proceed without Wisdom It is not knowledge but the application of knowledge to your actions. It is a habit of doing the best things, avoiding the worst things, and discerning all things. Because of this some things that seem so fun you will turn away. But it's good to know that you do it so that you can have fun another day...in a better way. One that doesn't compromise or harm you down the line. One that doesn't put you at risk or put you through needless conflict down the line. All of these are m most precious things. My only things. In the end, they are probably the only things that matter. The only thing greater than them is actually among them. They are my Friends Because you have to have someone to brag to
In a room where darkness dances with the flicker of candlelight, my blood stains the tip of a black feathered pen. In seclusion my dark heart pours from the vessel of my mind and piece by piece a dark vision is revealed into the world. What I finally decided is that I would write from this angle and explore it, digging far into the taboo beyond the mere need for novelty and more on the side of a primitive curiosity into those realms deep within us shrouded in mystery and curiosity. The parts we blush or recoil to uncover and how those secret parts we believe we have conquered with reason and restraint secretly rule all of the world around us. In my craft, men will wield the blackest of magic and that which is praised as angels will be as devils upon devils. In m writing, I hope to convey the true extent to why the ancients feared and recoiled from the dark places. Why they feared the night and why such religious lunacy was a grasped with terrified necessity. I'm going to create the ultimate fire side fright story. Something, I hope, will make yo shake to your core.
Most people say profanity and slang imply ignorance. So completely untrue. While I may spend an extra one or two minutes trying to intellectually divulge my feelings toward you a two second "Go F**k Yourself" expresses my range of thought quite clearly and efficiently. Slang also tends to do the same. While not viewed as professional, it is concise and much more efficient. People know what you are talking about when you say it. This goes for anger as well as happiness or joy. he very act of cursing implies greater emotional content and expression. Slang is artful. Kids love it because you don't sound like your stiff parents and even parents don't like to sound like their stiff selves. I'm just saying...there are times when profanity get's the mail to it's box a lot quicker.
I figured I should begin a story and see it through to it's end. Just a short one, but I'll see where it goes. Here is the prologue for "Black Birds"... It was evening when I saw her. Walking down the beach and behind her Castle Itura towered into the sky. She sat down beneath me- a lingering stare and a trailing smile as she looked into the waves under an orange sunset. Black, ringed hair whipping in the wind, she never said a word. It was the most crippling feeling I ever felt. More pain rose in me then ever in my life. For a long time I tried to contemplate it but no justification for it would surface. With the last of the light and the evening dying down I finally rose from the sand and laid a hand on my sword. I pulled the blade from it’s sheath, watching her reaction but she remained unmoved. Unstirred. She continued to watch the snset as though watching a fond friend. Or remembering one. Even her eyes shinned with a warmth and maturity he knew wouldn’t die. “Do you have any last words?” Her smile broadened then. She never looked away, hands around her knees- her jasper blue silk dress rippling over her body. She spoke and her voice rang with patience, assurance, and heart. “Tell my love I searched for him, but he was gone from me.” Only seconds later with a twist I struck and her head fell, blood flicking into the wind. It was supposed to be over but everyone knew it was the beginning. Looking back at castle Itura he could almost feel those forces stirring. Silent outrage and vengeance that would rock the Province to it’s very core. Whatever part he played in it he was sure the blackest karma would befall him for this but he would meet it like he met all others. With the point of his sword and the grim mask of death itself.
I told her don't go she said she don't know I told her that I had a thing I'd like for me to show. She sat down slow A pale-skinned woman who was quite thin curved little waist and a shy, pink kinda grin I wrapped my arms around her and I pulled her onto my lap the look inside her eyes said she was wary, looking for a trap but I just looked inside her then I popped and gave her thigh a slap she giggled and she rolled, I felt her fingers pull, probe, and tap "What do you have for me, another poem or a wedding ring? Did you make a song you wrote all night and waited just to sing? Or do you want to wiggle- giggle round until the morning, then at work will both be yawning probably snoring from this night." She had a way of smiling that could clutch you right at the chest and had a way of being that could make you feel like the best so i felt i could go on with it and give her this test to see just who she was and would she be like all of the rest i pulled a letter from the draw and handed it to her and watched her read it quitely, her voice ever softer and when she got down to the end i looked into her eyes and she looked into mine as if trying not to cry She then looked at the letter and she bent it to a band and took that slip of paper and wrapped it around her hand and looked up to me and said, "If there were naught but richer men I would take this as I take you and make you both a wedding band." She reached under my neck, looked in my face at this and when I only looked she sealed her words with a soft kiss and forty years later, if every other thought I miss I think I'll never lose the time with her beyond that kiss. My baby, dearest Lady, fondly known as Ms. Kiss Have love, have life and in mine you will be missed.
Sometimes it has to rain so you can see which way the wind is blowing it can be hard when all the future is beyond your knowing you pray to God to stay ahead and keep your step from slowing though you may lose yourself when life gets into roller coasting the way is hard but i can tell you if you never noticed that you can shine if you just look ahead and keep your focus just buckle down and keep the way of calm- you are the lotus and find the real, avoid the fake, the fools, the quite too bogus don't ever think that life is dirt, that you had never chose this just find the wings to fly and learn the sky- you are the boldest or you can find yourself and search inside your inner spaces and through your art take all inside your mind, your hallowed places if i could spell you out it'd be in words of solid gold or maybe words of flame with roaring letters, thick and bold maybe your story is far more than i could ever hold far more than all the world could ever wrap 'round as a whole maybe we're writing with the same unknown identity two minds who see the same words and possibilities infinities and symmetries and deep subtleties that merge where secret energies break insecurities and at that moment it may be the end of you and me a time when two minds find a oneness in a unity no words of ink, our writing flies right off the tapestry and leaves a trail right on the hearts of those who care to read
Well I thought I would never watch something that predated the year 2000. That was smashed when I was forced to watch "Gone With The Wind". I expected to fall asleep faster than I did for the first prequel of the new Star Wars Jedi movie with Annakin as a kid. But it turned out to be pretty epic, despite questionable morals of the cultural viewpoint. Seeing a clip of the movie on something else unrelated I decided to give Chinatown a shot. It helped that Jack Nicholson starred in it or else I might have never watched it. But...another great movie. Great plot, good acting, and even though I knew a part of the movie it still held me all the way through. I don't want to be one of those reviewers that tells the whole story so I'll just give my endorsement for this as something that is definitely watchable and actually quite relevant to our time period still. Plus you gotta love Jack Nicholson.
If time travel were possible at any point in our future, it has likely already been done and men have likely already traveled into our past. And because men are men, I would have expected space-time to be torn to rags as a result.
I am The son of a father who fell farther than most. And a mother who was better off being a ghost. Haunted by dreams in which it always seemed that my parents sins teamed up to swallow me whole. And life would just grant me one pitiful role- a pitiful soul- in my very own eye. But, Light, did it seem that inside there were wings and in life there were beams of light brighter than dreams. And sunshine would fly and be mine if I tried And denied not the I that I knew was inside As I seek to rise I look back, not. I've come far from where I started But I have not forgot. That life rolls and life tumbles and there may be friction but it all parts before unwavering ambition.
I'm feeling low...and inspired. I just watched some of the Game of Thrones episodes on cable and I'm feeling seriously intimidated. Anther fine work of story telling done on such a level that it makes my own story look...ugh. What I like most about Game of Thrones...the dialogue. The author has some cool wit, humor, and turn-of -phrase combined with the application of things like philosophy to just down to earth grit to hook you from all angles. I can see why HBO took the job. I'm obviously an anime fan also and I really like the story behind Luffy and the whole One Piece world and how it pans out. I love the concept of the "Will of The King" and how the sense of the story doesn't seem to surround fighting but actual progression to a point. You could almost feel the epic showdown in the end. I also am always a fan of seeing how different anime's portray stronger and stronger people in a different way then before. They all generally follow the same formula but it just goes to show that while basically the same, two stories can be world's apart. Intimidated but inspired. I think if I simply stick to my own guns and tell the story how I want to tell it, it will come out for the better. But I really wuld like to just sit down and talk with all my favorite authors and artists. I wouldn't even talk about writing. It'd just be cool to be in cool company.
I went to the mall for more pens and paper...and returned with a new laptop. Definitely not what I planned but I passed by the Best Buy Store and culdn't resist. Due to unfortunate circumstances my former laptop is n longer with us and that is about as inconveniencing as having no car in a rural area. Well, buying a laptop would have been a considerable bump in the budge BUT Best Buy has this awesome plan I never knew about called 18 month financing where you can spread your payments over an 18 month period. That's really nothing new, but the BEST part about it was that it was INTEREST FREE. They basically let me take out a loan that I didn't have to pay extra on. After hearing that extremely good news and making that very cool transaction I wondered how mch better the world would be if we didn't have to pay interest on a lot of other things like home mortgage, car loans, business loans, college loans, or any other of these expenses that mos of us need at one point or the other. How god owuld it feel to simply pay for what you bought instead of having to get stuck for that little extra? At the very least I wondered about all those people in debt and how much better hey would be if they only had to concentrate on returning what they owe instead of interest hawking off their situation. I understand interest is a protection from loses but in a way it seems unfair that everyone has to pay interest. If I ran a business such as the trucking industry, h possibility that something might happen to my truck and the contents inside is a risk of the business. Having the companies who purchase my services pay for that risk would never fly in any deal. But loaners have somehow made it legal )if it is) to have the creditee assume the risk of he business by paying interest. How does the loaner make money, then? NOT OFF US UNFAIRLY. A fair business model is that it use the money we lend it (I bet you never considered yourself as lenders to the bank) o invest in other businesses. Businesses would have the option of acceping a loan with or without interest (they most likely would) and that is how they make their money. Plus, for the loss part, in terms of individuals, it would be better that in the terms of the agreement interest is not paid unless the creditee defaults on a payment or some deal-breaking term of the contrat at which point they would have the right to demand interest on the loss or inconveniences that come about. I think that wouldd be fair...but then again, I am biased toward my own position, lol. Either way, I am happy I got a computer, happy saved with such a great deal, and generally found the whole affair a noteworthy example of customer care that I had to share.
They are like flames in the passing stars in my sight, that I can reach and feel the heat of an unexpected night. Every kind of color some more different than the others some daughters, some mothers some related to the others. Some walled behind their brothers or they're jealous other lovers that see us between their covers sharing secrets with each other saying that they're kinda smothered bored, trying to find another always trying to think and wonder what life would be like... with me in their life... I wonder that too, and I might come of rude though I just F***ed you I just don't love you. I'm sorry.