writing for spring break
Lately, I have practiced a somewhat excessive tendency towards isolation and reserve. I remember reading somewhere that the curse of a good writer is loneliness. When given the opportunity to enjoy a private life, I tend to jobble down notes in a direct manner. As always, I do have a habit of writing too much, which is followed by my reading. It has become a favorite campaign of mine to station myself somewhere...and compose.
A hobby of extraordinary excess and sacrifice, i know, but the required investments are worth the while. The quantities of my thoughts flow with soo much 'VISUALLY' that i just have to record it. Once it has been prescribed on paper, I cant help but celebrate like some victorious revolutionary on New Years Eve. Obliged to allocate considerable amounts of words is not an issue for me. If loneliness is my curse then imagination is my cure.
Like any youthful creature, the world around me fluctuates and taps my senses, creating a temptation to explore even further.
Today, I intend to further my imagination because as a civilized person this is as close as I will ever get into becoming an animal (not literally). In writing there are no rules, no limits, and no laws. I AM FREE TO ROAM!
Following all of my spring break- I will be in my festive, delightful casita. Maybe shoot up on a few barrels of red wine and write about how planet earth has RICH human variety...which practices endless talk, of every mood, on every kind of subject.
... :p
NOw where are my lovely carcinogens?
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A friend sent me this awhile back: I still smile about it!
I feel no remorse for vince...now those shamwow towels will really come in handy for blood absorption...nexttime, he should slapchop the jacket he is wearing instead of women...funny story tho.
http://www.thesmokinggun.com/archive/years/2009/0330091newsham1.html
---Music video of the day
A hobby of extraordinary excess and sacrifice, i know, but the required investments are worth the while. The quantities of my thoughts flow with soo much 'VISUALLY' that i just have to record it. Once it has been prescribed on paper, I cant help but celebrate like some victorious revolutionary on New Years Eve. Obliged to allocate considerable amounts of words is not an issue for me. If loneliness is my curse then imagination is my cure.
Like any youthful creature, the world around me fluctuates and taps my senses, creating a temptation to explore even further.
Today, I intend to further my imagination because as a civilized person this is as close as I will ever get into becoming an animal (not literally). In writing there are no rules, no limits, and no laws. I AM FREE TO ROAM!
Following all of my spring break- I will be in my festive, delightful casita. Maybe shoot up on a few barrels of red wine and write about how planet earth has RICH human variety...which practices endless talk, of every mood, on every kind of subject.
... :p
NOw where are my lovely carcinogens?
-------
A friend sent me this awhile back: I still smile about it!
I feel no remorse for vince...now those shamwow towels will really come in handy for blood absorption...nexttime, he should slapchop the jacket he is wearing instead of women...funny story tho.
http://www.thesmokinggun.com/archive/years/2009/0330091newsham1.html
---Music video of the day
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