oh, oh jupiter boy
last night we had a bonfire and i laid a quilt on the ground and put my headphones on and stared at the flame's shadows flickering on the blooming tree limbs above my head. i came up with another idea for a story, but i can't seem to place it in bandom, too personal. it has stayed just original fiction so far. maybe someday i'll post it-- if i feel like the people of this place would much appreciate an original work with original characters.
added to my burn box today, things from boys of two years ago, except for the letter (written from the bathroom) and the hand scrawled poetry. i cannot seem to get rid of what is not mine. i cannot seem to burn art.
this is what i am doing right now:
trying to get my big bang done done done. if i finish this bitch before april 30th i think that i might just throw myself a goddamned party. i only just really got far with the big holes i had yesterday. and still there are holes of nothing where those blue lines are. eh.
i'm working like a fucking mad woman.
QUESTION: how should i transition from when brendon recieves the number of this kid he has been seeing around school via it being written on the back of a polaroid, to then going over to this kid's house to take pictures for the first time? i am debating on whether brendon should actually call him or whether he runs into him at school again and then what? do they talk? set up a time? get to know each other a bit first? what?