*sigh*
I'm kinda in a down mood today so no deep words in this post.
I'm going onver to ashley's on thursday and on friday we're going to see Stardust.
I miss emily and mitch, but they'll be back on thursday i think. Comments (1) |
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Tuesday, August 7, 2007
Poetic topics
Not to long ago, this morning, in all it's dreainess, I was told by an interesting fellow, who with an aged mind has the most brillint way with words and verse-
Not too long ago, when my hands were afraid to type a single line due to bad critique he sent me and email telling me not to give in.
Since then we have conversed on topics of poetry masters such as Yeats, and William Blake.
When suddenly out of the blue, the fast forming friend of mine spoke of ill feelings and worry.
He said to me. You have been kind to me, so i must confess, you have great talent and potental, but i squirm away from the blood and gore you embed into your poems, As a poet you have, the choice, to write what you will, and how you shall, but these images are not poetic in themselves. They creat loss and sadness in a world filled with beauty.
So comes my comclusion that, whereas every topic is poetic in it's self, you the reader can be turned into a poetic thought even, many things written in a poem, weither by the old masters or by new, are in his conclusions not poetic. I beg to differ on his kind words of guidance, but I understand his reasoning and ill contempt. So as my next project, as my next twisting of words, I will tell a tale of a fair maiden, living by the everclear blue mass, that is known as the sea, and how every day she does her task. Given to her by the gods, she is required to sing, sing melodies and harmonies, a rhapsody of sound and conjointed words, to calm the blue and swell the ocean. But she does not complete this task out of duty, no she sings of a lost love, one she has never known, and one she will never know, with her stone grey cottage and with only the wind and waves to answer her voice.
So thus is my idea, my beginning for a tale, to be woven an twisted with surprises not even i can fortell.
Alright, that was the end of my ramblings, I'm telling the truth, I did not simply write those words to only take up space, they are my intent and the recent happenings that may help me grow into a better artist.
On anime spiral I have Slowly Disappear posted and recently I gave my faithful readers a sneak peak of the second book. I only updated 3 hours ago and already i had another review saying that he/she couldn't wait until my next update, and to make it as soon as possible. Needless to say, Eh I was frustrated because I unlike many authors, actually can not type fast, and often times the story does not fall freely from my finger tips, no often times i must shake it out, so i fear i shall be spending several days typing until i have completed the story, About ten pages a day, by my calculations. Eh, joy. Welp anyways i must leave you with this pointless garble in hopes you read and gives me comments on my most recent poetry happening.
Ramblings about time, ancients.
Alright normamlly in my post, I talk about worhtless junk that no one really cares about. I fear this post is no different, though in this post my goal is to let my mind wander to a time not mine and weave a short lecture that may be enjoyable, possibly to no one but me. So starts it.
Long ago, back when not was it human souls that walked the cracked and moist soil, trees ruled.
Ancient Rowans stood tall and proud, their memory stretching farther then the roots they laid out.
The wind would whip strongly through there patchworked branches, and they watched over the land; caring for the forests sprouting below, sapling and some old ones who looked to it for guidence; back when the forest was very much alive.
I fear the human race is hated by trees alike, though it not in mother nature to hate, simply to be and provide whilst taking occasionally. We humans have cleared forests, destroyed the ancients; tarnished there memory and earned a hateful spot in it.
Back when the salty waves lapped and weaved againt the rocks, not yet eroded into miles of beach, back when shells as big as your hand were common but never harmed; for simply there were no humans.
Back when the Earth was happy, the ancients, I believe, Ruled with a strong bark, and a gental heart.
Alright that is the end of my rambling, it's good to be back.
Hey ya'll
I'm back from SC. ^_^ i got sunburnt on the beach *winches and then whispers " it really hurt "*
Well anyways how have ya'll been? Instead of reading books i ended up riffling through the dictionary and i wrote a fair amount of poems. Comments (3) |
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Friday, July 27, 2007
Bye ya'll
I'm leaving on vacation now XD See ya'll later *hugs* Comments (5) |
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Thursday, July 26, 2007
Alright
So I'm still gonna write poetry.
I post my poems on Mypoetryforum.com and werewolf.com.
And the poeple on both those sites said screw gaia and that my poetry incredible (feh as if)
So i have decided to not do anymore poetry on gaia. I was reading through some of the poetry that everyone on there thought that it was just soo good and it made me give the computer the WTF look. Their poetry sucks. I mean come on, a 2 year old can write better then some of the stuff on gaia.
So i'm feeling better today, no more gaia problems with the asshole's at the poetry forum. Comments (4) |
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Wednesday, July 25, 2007
*sigh*
The world is filled with inconsiderate assholes.
Oh and I hate gaia. Well not really gaia just the poetry forum, because everyone on there are jerks. Jerks who think they know everything about poetry and what makes a poem important. Poems done in a fashion they dont like are automatically wrong and horrible or filled with cliche's, those are their thoughts. Really honestly they've insulted me to the point where I've officially given up poetry. I can only hope they dont start to insult my stories as well or they just might break my soul T.T
Well anyways, nothing really new here, i haven't typed anything, i've been too depressed and tomorrow i have to make cookies, and then on friday we leave, so i wont speak with ya'll for over a week.
I've taken to reading the dictionary again, thats how rude and mean those (excuse my language please) fuckers are, one guy even went so far as to write a poem that mocked mine, and all of it's supposed "cliche's". He's a bonified Bastard with a capital B.
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Welp i have to pack tonight and then on thursday i get to make my special chocolate chip cookies, although normaly they are comlpetely gone within 3 days of the trip.
I tried to go to bed earlier last night but for some reason i only slept later and now i have a pounding headache. I did manage to type three pages in Slowly Disappear, it's been over a week since i've typed in it T.T I dont think that i'm going to post it online with the rest of my story though. At least not until i have more typed.
I'm hungry.
ehehehe.....
I wrote three poems last night, First one was about an elven cave dweller and the reason she hates the outside world, Second one was about losing your self to a mask and living eternity in a windy hollow as a cracked sculpture, and the last one (my favorite one XD) Is about the grim reaper and although it's not as good as emily's "Story of G. Reaper" it's not too bad, infact if ya'll want i'll put it up when i have it typed onto the computer, so possible later tonight or tomorrow. k?
So whats up with ya'll?
Welp bye i have to go do chores and eat, and also take some headache medicine. See ya later ^_^ Comments (5) |
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Monday, July 23, 2007
Hey
I'm limiting my time online from now on so i have to make this short, There's some pervert going around on c-boxes and saying nasty things, he scarred poor mitchs mind *snickers*
I haven't typed anything, io've been lazy lately. On friday or thursday i'm leaving on vacation for South Carolina, so i'll miss ya'll.
I would like to thank all ya'll that take time to comment on my lazy ass and i would like to apologize for not returning the same courtesy. As i said, i'm lazy but hopefully i'll get better about it. ^_^
Ramblings.
I'm gonna ramble in this post for no apparent reason, so you dont have to read if ya dont want to.
Rambling starts now.
I'm running on just 3 hours of sleep again, i pulled an all nighter last night and i fell asleep on my floor when i was lying in the sun that spread through the window, and that was about 3 hours, and now it's midnight and if i knew what was good for me i would already be asleep.
I still haven't typed anything in Slowly Disappear so i'm doing that tomorrow, meaning i probably wont be on.
More story news, i have started on Goblin Wars, which is the sequel to Slowly Disappear and i have also started a story called Academy Of Magicks, which is a story that i think i will enjoy immensly as i write it. I started a story called Truth Of Linage which is a Prologue of sorts to Slowly Disappear, and i'm writing two pilots one called Crystal Rose, and the other Snake charmer. Depending on the feedback that i get back from the pilot chapters determines weither i continue the stories.
I have every intention of writing some more poetry tonight or tomorrow.
I have determined that i need to type about 10 pages of Slowly Disappear each day in order to get it finished before school starts, and i'm giving myself about 6 months to complete Truth Of Linage, and Goblin Wars. I want to finish Academy of Magicks in about three months, but it's going to take a lot of occult research and what not to write it, cause strictly speaking techinally i cant pull made up spells out of my ass when i'm writing a story, i have to know what i'm talking about.
Snake Charmer is about a Girl who rules the Slums of the kingdom she lives in and she has to get close to the prince in an assasination attempt, but as usual, she falls in love; but there's a twist in the end where the prince kills her out of pure spite from misinformation. Kinda sad.
Crytal Rose is about several bloodlines and their unique abilities, but a couple of the lines are cursed, and it's a about a girl who was born into a cursed line, beaten and abused, and she finds out her abilities are being drained. And thats where her adventure begins.
I have yet to start Falling through Fea. but i will! XD.
And i have another story that i started a long time ago, i have decided to revise it and then continue it, it's called Shadows of the Heart, and it's about a girl with an ability to speak to animals, she is feared by most people. When her village is attacked by an opposing force she joins that forces of knights as a guy, and in the final battle she has to face off with her old love, who betrayed her a couple of years back and tried to kill her. I haven't decided if weither or not i'm going to write a second book, and even if i will give her a happy ending.
I have Paramore playing in the background. woohooo!
I have 5 more story ideas that i have written down and i still need to develope a plotline to them, so i might do that tomorrow as well. I plan on switching between typing the stories, i'll cut my day up in shifts of sorts and see how it turns out.
I personally think i should get off right about now and read the dictionary, but then again i'm also the crazy coot that wants to type over 10 stories all at the same time. I Believe that one day i shall drive both myself and my future editor insane if i continue this way. XD i cant wait!
I read the harry potter book today, and it made me cry because (WARNING SPOILERS AHEAD DONT READ IF YOU DONT WANNA KNOW WHAT HAPPENS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
Fred dies, Tonks and Remus die; which is sad because they finally got married and Tonks had just given birth to a baby girl. Dumbledore is in fact dead, harry has to die atleast once before he gets to kill voldemort, the Malfoys are not truely evil and Cruel. We find out that snape was good all along, Albus had asked him to kill him. And Snape was in love with Harry's mother. The moment Voldemort threatened her was the moment when he switched sides and bacame a spy, hate at voldemort for killing the woman he loved for ever and always. I think the parts with Snape crying are really sad, he truely did love lily.
Ron and hermione get married as do harry and ginny, harry and ginny have three children and Ron and hermoine have 2 or three, i'm not sure. Malfoy and the golden trio no longer throw snide remarks past each other, infact they rarely fight, they just bow their head in respect and ignore each other. Malfoy has a boy, i cant remember who he marries. Nevile becomes a herbology professor at Hogwarts and he fucking kicks ass by killing Voldemorts snake in the finale battle, the snake being a horucrux as well, and and guess what, Harry was the final and 7th Horucrux. Which is why he had to die before he could kill voldemort. Bellatrix dies by Mrs. Weasleys hands. Which is hilarious because Hermione and ginny and luna had been fighting her but Mrs. Weasley freaked out when a killing curse swept past ginny, too close for comfort.
Really honestly it was the first time i had ever read about Mrs. Weasley cursing, these were her exact words-
"NOT MY DAUGHTER YOU BITCH!"
i swear thats what she said.
(END OF SPOILERS SAFE TO READ FROM THIS POINT ON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
Anywho i think i'm gonna get off now, nighty night.
