The second book is always harder than the first one.Most writers never get past the first one. They finish that first book and it's almost as if they expect the world to just burst into song as they lay that last letter down on the finished copy of their book. But nothing happens. So they start sending the book out and get repeatedly walled by...
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Should life be beautiful? I mean there's the myth of life being sweet and nice and everyone being who they want to be but no one actually lives that way. And when you try to, others laugh and bully you down. "Live beautifully! Are you fucking crazy. Get to work and sell your soul already." It's what it feels like for christ sake.
But only...
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I am the black god of the sun.........I am the black god of the sun....I am your morning sky, I am the trees' sky, the shining sea, the everything, the black god of the sun 
liquid29:
I'll give ya a black god of the sun...
rameshacklee:
Should life be beautiful? I mean there's the myth of life being sweet and nice and everyone being who they want to be but no one actually lives that way. And when you try to, others laugh and bully you down. "Live beautifully! Are you fucking crazy. Get to work and sell your soul already." It's what it feels like for christ sake.
But only those who have challenged life and really tried for what they wanted have ended up happy, ended with a beautiful life. Sometimes that beauty is hard, sometimes it hurts, but I would rather live as I am than a life that is set forth for me. In that sense, how much of my actions are my own and to what degree am I just following out the psychology sets society has worked into my system.
Too much psychology, too much philosophy, too much reading. I worry sometimes that at the end of this all I'm going to be so weird and so unable to understand normal people. But...in trying to really be yourself, you have to accept that you are seperate and possibly very far from society's lines. Babbling again.
But only those who have challenged life and really tried for what they wanted have ended up happy, ended with a beautiful life. Sometimes that beauty is hard, sometimes it hurts, but I would rather live as I am than a life that is set forth for me. In that sense, how much of my actions are my own and to what degree am I just following out the psychology sets society has worked into my system.
Too much psychology, too much philosophy, too much reading. I worry sometimes that at the end of this all I'm going to be so weird and so unable to understand normal people. But...in trying to really be yourself, you have to accept that you are seperate and possibly very far from society's lines. Babbling again.
"There's cracks in this armrest," Rameshacklee said, rubbing his elbow across the now blemished vinyl of the armrest.
"Should have gotten it in leather," Delancie said, still looking out the window. Rameshacklee poked at the two cracks for a few moments then groaned.
"Shit," he said, "it's enough to make you want to swear off chairs." At this he expected a witty reply from his...
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"Should have gotten it in leather," Delancie said, still looking out the window. Rameshacklee poked at the two cracks for a few moments then groaned.
"Shit," he said, "it's enough to make you want to swear off chairs." At this he expected a witty reply from his...
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Funny. Everyone wants to be so different and so great, and yet. As soon as life comes in and things get tough they all just go with the flow and become 9 to 5'rs and just leave their soul behind, leave their dreams. Can't there be any other way; I mean why does growing up have to be the same as selling out? "well, we're...
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So, my gir left me. What does one do when they are empty? I suppose nothing.
The question? What will and can one do to attain what they want? Can you go too far, or maybe too little? How far is too far for happiness? So Spence, he's down on himself and he has a thing for this girl that might not be the best thing for him. Not because of who she is but more so in the situation she...
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Dreaming. Could it be that this is all a dream and that when I die I may actually just be waking up to be the person I really am? There's no way to tell whether all of this is real or not. What am I suppose to ask someone? For that matter, who's to say the line between paranoia and true awareness? I'm not crazy...
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liquid29:
Looks like I may have caught an errant pass, pal...the losing side looks to have some hope, and it's from a great many places...I'll let you know...
My graduate school mentor finally got back to me on my novel. Funny thing, I thought the book was a dark comedy and he told me it was a bit intense. But hey, at least I'm consistently intense. Guess that means I have a less distinguishable sense of humor than most sci-fi writers. There's always a nitch to be found though, people still like to...
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I'm twenty-two and I'm starting to feel worn out. What will this be like when I'm forty? Which is not to say I'd have it any other way; being worn out is a result of activity in the life. But sometimes I wish I could stop time and take a few hours to relax and not have to deliver. By deliver I mean get everything...
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jamy:
I read the first 2 lines and then left... you're starting to sound like a 22yr old.... but it will change..... sooner (rather than later) you will be a 23yr old.... and even more bitter
jamy:
lets put it this way.... at least you could say you were born in the '70s' ;-)