Hmm...

This morning, I accidentally found some things I'd written back in the fall. Two poems that were inspired by the blood red sky when we were having brush fires. It was stunning (the sky, that is), and so in comparison to the deadliness of the fires.

When I got to work that morning, I remember sitting down to write these poems. They just spilled from my head.

Since I'm not exactly a poet by nature, I can't say whether or not they're any good, but it was neat to see them and to remember, from reading them, the images that inspired them. It tells me that I at least managed to capture the essence of what I saw and what I felt that morning.

I also had some song lyrics on an attached page. It's funny, but once something stimulates that part of my creative brain, it kinda makes things gush out like a damn broke. I had written those (two songs) that morning, too.

I used to write lots of song lyrics, but I haven't really, since all the crap started at work last year and everything moved forward to what's going on this year.

They're written for characters in some of my novels, so whenever I need lyrics for a novel, I click my way on over to my lyrics files and re-read them all to see what fits the occasion.

It used to be that, once I got an idea for one song, that before I could get home/work/wherever I was going, I'd have half a dozen more fragments in my head. I'd have to play them over and over as I drove to make sure I didn't lose them. (Yes, sadly, they always struck when I was driving.)

I miss those days and I wonder if they'll ever come again.

Yes, Another One...

This one was snatched from goth_huntress.

I like it. :)





Find your Celestial Choir

I Am NOT Tired

I am NOT tired.

I am NOT tired.

(Do you think, if I tell myself that enough times, my body will believe it???)

Is it Friday yet?

Early Good Night

Well, I'm off to recycle cans. Yes, I'm going to do it this late. I need a few bucks to tide me over until payday, which is still a day or two off. (Could get check tomorrow, but not 100% sure.)

So, good night to one and all.

For today, I've made a kind of peace with my writing. Maybe it was cathellisen who inspired me with her determination to write and not judge. Thanks!

Whatever it was, I read back over part of what I had written on this novel and found myself strangely pleased. So, I continued to plod onwards. Really, what else is there to do?

Phanton Song

1,252 words today

33,667 / 100,000 (33.7%)

Monthly Word Count Goal Progress:

33,667 / 125,000 (26.9%)

2006 Word Count Goal Progress:

217,639 / 1,000,000 (21.8%)