Heaven Help Us!
Hi, everyone!
So I'm done with the playing/picture taking for Chapter 36, tentatively titled "Method to the Madness," but I'm not really happy with it. A lot of really different stuff happens in the chapter, and I haven't yet thought of a title that sums them all up well enough. I may end up using a quote from the chapter. A line that might become the title and will be a line of dialogue is, "Please understand it has to be this way."
I finally learned how to snap my fingers!!! I've never been able to my whole life, and now I can. I'm extremely proud of myself.
So today I started writing the chapter. It came awkwardly at first, but most chapters do. It's just, as I said, a lot happens in the chapter, so I have a lot of ideas in my head. But it's not really coming easily. Thus, most of my day was spent on YouTube watching My Chemical Romance videos, which was fun and awesome and stuff.
I'm eager to get this chapter out so I can start with Harry's stuff. Sometimes what I do is sort of be my characters, like make faces and talk like them, saying dialogue, essentially being everyone in a scene. I did that with Harry and Bella and some upcoming lines and such when I was at the beach yesterday. I'm lame like that, but it's really fun. One-woman show FTW!
Also I'm in love with the MCR song "Heaven Help Us," and it inspired me to draw. I sort of want an addict character at some point soon, because MCR has a lot of neat lyrics that refer to addictions and such. Kinda cruel, but you know...
Hear the sound
The angels come screaming down.
You voice
I hear you've been bleeding.
Make your choice.
They say you've been pleading, "Someone save us!"
Heaven help us now.
Come crashing down.
We'll hear the sound
As you're falling down.
And I'm at this old hotel
But can't tell if I've been breathing
Or sleeping
Or screaming
Or waiting for the man to call.
And maybe all of the above
'Cause mostly I've been mostly sprawled on these cathedral steps while spitting out the blood.
And screaming, "SOMEONE SAVE US!"
Heaven help us now.
Come crashing down.
We'll hear the sound
As you're falling down.
And will you pray for me?
Or make a saint of me?
And will you lay for me?
Or make a saint (of me)?
'Cause I'll give you all the nails you need.
Cover me in gasoline.
Wipe away those tears of blood again.
And the punchline to the joke is asking,
"Someone save us!"
Heaven help us now.
Come crashing down.
We'll hear the sound
As you fall.
And would you pray for me? (You don't know a thing about my sins.)
(How the misery begins) Or make a saint of me? (You don't know)
(So I'm burning, I'm burning) And will you lay for me?
Cause I'll give you all the nails you need. (I'm burning, I'm burning again)
Cover me in gasoline again. (Both "again"s said together)
^In case you can't read my handwriting. :P Some of the last bits I didn't include. Also it took a REALLY long time to take pictures of my drawings on my webcam, and then make them presentable. WARNING: Little bit of blood-related images (cut-up arms a la cutters, guy sprawled in pool of blood) but nothing nightmare inducing. I hope.
Okay, the story I came up with listening to this song that became the Heaven Help Us drawings. There are two lovers, a boy and a girl. The girl is seriously depressed and addicted to painkillers, and often cuts herself. She wishes she could stop. but can't. The boy worries for her, but he's no better off himself. He's got a temper and often gets into fights, and he's pretty messed up, too. Both of them pray for each other, having nowhere else to turn. The girl feels she can never redeem herself ("Make a saint of me."). The boy has gotten into another fight by a church and is near death. He tells the girl to bury him, and tells her to promise him she won't hurt herself anymore ("Wipe away those tears of blood again.") They both remember when they were young and innocent, and wish they could go back and stop themselves from getting into so much trouble. The boy dies, and the girl breaks her promise to him and kills herself. In the end, they are redeemed and taken up to heaven together, finally at peace.
Yeah, didn't really draw the bit where they both die. I guess the point is no matter how much shit you get into, and how bad things get, and how much you think there's no hope for you, you'll always be accepted by someone; a friend, a lover, God, your mother, someone.
And I think I'm a terrible artist. Drawing the girl's balled-up fists on the first page was one of my great drawing achievements. I'm a much better writer than artist, but the song inspired me. Sorry you had to look at it. Go look up the song on YouTube, it's called "Heaven Help Us" and it's really really good. Better than my sad attempt at art. *hangs head in shame*
~June