Nostalgia!!!
Okay, so...I have this idea brewing. An idea for a book. Or for a series of poems or a short story or a set of related songs or for a play. Whatever it is, I have to get it out.
This
http://www.livejournal.com/users/valomolkogirl/2004/02/17/
is a summary I wrote about ten months ago, of something that I went through a long time ago. A lot of you have already read it.
It doesn't end there, though. What's there, that whole entire story...it's since continued. I've been filled in on it by girls still following his band, things like that. And there's a lot that's happened that back then I didn't see coming but should have.
And I want to write SOMETHING including all of what's there, and then the shadowy, pensive restrospection of three years' time thrown over it. I don't know yet what I'll write. But I have to do it. I have to create to get it out of my system. Otherwise I'll fucking kill Erin for the way things were then and are now.
If you've read that link above or are at least aware of its contents, I guess I'll just tell you then.
No, wait, fuck that. I'll wait until I write something real out of it.
They say misery loves company, but I think misery and inspiration also go hand in hand quite well.
This
http://www.livejournal.com/users/valomolkogirl/2004/02/17/
is a summary I wrote about ten months ago, of something that I went through a long time ago. A lot of you have already read it.
It doesn't end there, though. What's there, that whole entire story...it's since continued. I've been filled in on it by girls still following his band, things like that. And there's a lot that's happened that back then I didn't see coming but should have.
And I want to write SOMETHING including all of what's there, and then the shadowy, pensive restrospection of three years' time thrown over it. I don't know yet what I'll write. But I have to do it. I have to create to get it out of my system. Otherwise I'll fucking kill Erin for the way things were then and are now.
If you've read that link above or are at least aware of its contents, I guess I'll just tell you then.
No, wait, fuck that. I'll wait until I write something real out of it.
They say misery loves company, but I think misery and inspiration also go hand in hand quite well.