Blarg the hell of living with my Sister is over, she finally got her shit packed up a left a few days ago but the tremor of her being here is still being felt.. or mainly it's jsut the giant mess she left behind all I know is something is bugging me.
So I got up early today to try to write something, sit down and put in the effort, the story is sitting here in my brain the way it always is, almsot like a movie ready to play out and I just writ what I see viisually in my brain down onto the paper... no dice I just can't seem to get myself to write, I have done everything but do the writing liek be on here and so on and so forth.
As I mentioned to one very nice person who emailed me out of the blue *I love that* as I had never talked to her before or even seen her profile, I need a MUSE... somone who can inspire me to write again *this has worked before with friends but I need somone who will be around more or I can set dates with* and preffrebly would just wander around nude if not sex me up a little *hey this a time tested and proven work relationship dating back to the greeks and beyond, look at DaVinci, look at Alexander, looka tWoddy Allen
* and create a need and an urge to write a charachter around them around what they draw out of me, to put them into situations and then either let them drown or save them, to impress and delight my muse and myself.
Sadly in this day and age though it seems harder and harder to find a MUSE... unless it's a crappy band on the radio.
P.S. During the point where I was talking about creating situations from the need to delight and impress and all of that I had a small fire light in me, the kind I used to have when I wrote before, while trying to explain why what I needed from a Muse is importnat to me and not some lame ploy to see naked ladies. I just thought I would add that note as it suprised even me that a vision of what a Muse is to me should even help that little bit.
P.P.S. I have been informed my stream of conciousness writing is hard to read sometimes... DEAL WITH IT! that is all
P.P.P.S Interested Muses may apply by mail
So I got up early today to try to write something, sit down and put in the effort, the story is sitting here in my brain the way it always is, almsot like a movie ready to play out and I just writ what I see viisually in my brain down onto the paper... no dice I just can't seem to get myself to write, I have done everything but do the writing liek be on here and so on and so forth.
As I mentioned to one very nice person who emailed me out of the blue *I love that* as I had never talked to her before or even seen her profile, I need a MUSE... somone who can inspire me to write again *this has worked before with friends but I need somone who will be around more or I can set dates with* and preffrebly would just wander around nude if not sex me up a little *hey this a time tested and proven work relationship dating back to the greeks and beyond, look at DaVinci, look at Alexander, looka tWoddy Allen
* and create a need and an urge to write a charachter around them around what they draw out of me, to put them into situations and then either let them drown or save them, to impress and delight my muse and myself. Sadly in this day and age though it seems harder and harder to find a MUSE... unless it's a crappy band on the radio.
P.S. During the point where I was talking about creating situations from the need to delight and impress and all of that I had a small fire light in me, the kind I used to have when I wrote before, while trying to explain why what I needed from a Muse is importnat to me and not some lame ploy to see naked ladies. I just thought I would add that note as it suprised even me that a vision of what a Muse is to me should even help that little bit.
P.P.S. I have been informed my stream of conciousness writing is hard to read sometimes... DEAL WITH IT! that is all
P.P.P.S Interested Muses may apply by mail
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angelvanilla:
PaRTy
ladyexxa:
hahahaha crappy radio band!! 