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... )

I'm still trying to write something new for a story time. Yes, with 'trying' being the operative word. I haven't quit. I'll never quit.... plenty of things swirling about in my head, but catastrophe strikes when I attempt to actually pen them. At this rate, should I ever get anything down and finished, I'll probably just keep it for myself. ... ( Read more... )

and not much in the way of progress.

I'm trying... it's just... I dunno.
It's better to force out something small, rather than give up when the large thoughts wont leave through hands.  This way, at least It's something.  Anything is better than nothing.  Of course, ask me that later... my answer might be different.

This thing is crap.  sigh.  At ( Read more... )

....

"Sauvez-moi"

I take it all
I'll take it all
What you don't want,
It aides my fall

Give it to me
Give in to me
fresh suffering
brings woe to thee

Curse my weak heart
Curse my pained heart
Spare me my fate:
Tear it apart

Dare not to tend
Dare not to mend
Do as I ask
or
Your soul, I'll rend

(Be aware... I haven't written anything new in over two months.  Just because I figured out how I can write again, it doesn't mean that I probably should. Feel free to destroy it.)

Volumes to speak, and deaf ears to listen

murderous melodies measure my thought

Mem'ries wane in my eyes, already heavy

while soundless sonatas sing what was forgot

Falling ( Read more... )

Trying to write... Can't write. Words wont come, and they have no intention of doing so. I miss writing. I can't force it. It never feels good to force it. I'm never, ever happy when I force it. I've actually had an idea or two, but they fizzel and die when I try to get them down... it has been so long since I've written. This whole post ( Read more... )

What have I done since I've been away ( Read more... )

So that I might find Sleep .....
Oh sweet Insomnia, where have you been?

Time has been swaying quite slowly today.

If only something could let my mind in,

out from the thoughts, just to rest in some way.

But Time is oft an unusual thing.

While steadily passing, things start anew.

And oh, what wondrous Truths that they may bring.

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And the Lion roared boldly, to all his brothers:
“Not a one of us will ever understand.
Yet, note that we’re far fonder of not ourselves, but of others
In that we’ll tell all who, we think, someday can.”

This is the start of my next story. Here's to hoping it will be good.

*cheers*
(stupid non-alcoholic drinks)

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