I did the thing where you free-write while listening to songs just for how long the song is, prompted by the lyrics or whatever. I only did 4 songs because I got very, very tired. These take place in the world of my own story. None of this is technically canon; just good practice - I mean, some of the events happen this way, but they'll be written ( Read more... )

Borodin's Polovtsian Dances (i think) 12 is such a gorgeous thing to listen to.

I love how the low notes gradually creep up towards the high ones. So...pretty... ;~;

I think one of my novel characters has been giving me her dreams, though. Or maybe it's just my cold. Either way, people die in bizarre manners.

last night i dreamt i'd forgotten my name
'cause i sold my soul but woke just the same
i'm so lonely, i wish i was the moon tonight

god bless me, i'm a free man
with no place free to go
paralyzed and collared tight, no pills for what i fear...

If the sun should rise tomorrow
And burn us all away
We'd be safe from danger - we won't be led astray
I can leave behind my order
And you, your disarray
If you'd only get behind me and let me lead the way.

There's not a soul that stands between us
Just the wild and the refined
And if the light should not receive us
It's only 'cause we're blind.

( proceed with caution. remember mental image #1 from earlier today? yeaaah. still can't decide whether to go ahead and make it canon, though. )

note:

Don't listen to "Oh Comely" by Neutral Milk Hotel when your brain is really slash-saturated. Just...don't.

Oh shit. Where the fuck is my "Felicity" master? See, this is what I mean about losing shit. Paper with passwords on it? Annoying, but just get them e-mailed. The odd gas station receipt? Happens to everybody; oh, boo, you don't get to write-off ten bucks or something. But if I am losing music shit, I officially fail at life ( Read more... )

I spend way too much time thinking about the little ways in which life is cruel.

...You guys. The word for "fear of long words" is fourteen syllables long! How can you even tell people what your deal is without crumbling to a pile on the floor?

The newly revamped Predatory Phoenix is really coming together. In my head. I still, ya know, need a binder to actually start writing stuff, because I'm crazy like that.

Tabitha Morgenstern is getting her own book. (it is meant to be an 8-book novel) Why? Becase she is awesome. She is like one part adorkable to one part classy BAMF. I think...I ( Read more... )

[01:21] thisisagentwhite: I ... I can't seem to eat in a civilized manner
[01:21] thisisagentwhite: I tear shit apart
[01:21] thisisagentwhite: i have these mangoes
[01:21] thisisagentwhite: normally one cuts a mango up
[01:21] thisisagentwhite: I skin it with my bare hands and suck the flesh straight off the pit like a real man