What the hell kind of muse wakes me up at 5:30 in the morning, only to have me sit here for over an hour and not let me write any of it down ( Read more... )

Twice!  I post twice in a day!  In a morning! (technically) Technically ( Read more... )

I love you, Dagny Taggart.

I honestly thought that it would take me more than a few days to get right with my sleep schedule. Seeing as how I don't have class until Tuesday, I figured that Sunday and Monday would be spent by me trying to find crazy ways to either stay awake for some ungodly amount of time, or stay asleep for a 17-hour period. That is clearly not the case, ( Read more... )

So yeah, I was out playing pool... and Muse hits the jukebox. Not only do I win the game--I beat him down with an amazing run. All of that, but when their two songs were over, why didn't I felt like I had won?

I don't know if I can explain this or not.  I doubt I can.  It doesn't even make complete sense in my head, so I doubt any of you reading this will get it either.  Mostly, I don't care if you get it.  Still, half of me wants to scream it out, while the other is decidedly against such action.  It's not quite as simple as that, but I doubt that ( Read more... )

I can't  explain it.... something just feels odd in the air.  Even if I could put my finger on it, I doubt I'd want to.

It's like I'm hearing Yeats... I blame Equilibrium... and Kersnowski.

Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world.

So yeah, horrid poetry, and only one story in God-knows-how-long.  Considering quitting yet?

I'll never quit.

Blah blah blah.  You'll never be a writer, either.

I don't have to be a writer, I just have to keep writing.

Just keep telling yourself that.

I'm trying.

Yeah... you're wasting your time.

And what is it you do with your time?

Nothing.

You're one to ( Read more... )

So... I sleep now.  Granted, it's at odd times, and also, for random periods of time, but I sleep.  I slept regularly (for me, anyway) while in Baton Rouge.  I sleep on a semi-regular basis since then.

Huzzah.

Did I mention I'm still alive?  In case you couldn't tell... I am.  Sort of.

"Trying to write" is not the same as "writing."  If it were, I ( Read more... )

If I snap, I don't want you taking over for me.

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Get up, you look like you could still go for another three runs.
Wake up.
If that's what it looks like, you need your eyes checked.
You can't quit now--not after all this.
Don't you have something more important to do?
Sure I can, just ( Read more... )