Thursday, March 11, 2010

My shining dishonesty will be the salvation of me.

Dearly Beloved, I am beat out.

I wrote 1687 words today, of which all are trash and more are insane. I have completely lost my grip on grammar, and music only goes so far to keep my brain inside my veins.

I should not have tried to read Wintergirls. That was a mistake, and my internal organs have not commenced feeling calm again. In other news, I have to wear long sleeves to work because I keep doodling ink on my arms, and that is not "professional." (Seemingly there are such things as "appearances" to keep up. Who knew?)

But in writing news, I fear greatly my end-of-march deadline. Today- people lied and Nanami saw. (Or did she?) All that research about prisons, and it came to naught.

World-building revelation of the hour- phones are electric. DARN IT. So is the internal combustion engine, and radios. So I'm thinking of a nice way to use some electrics but not alls? Or perhaps I'll just leave that for times when I am less insane. Ah-hah.

Upcoming events- Ewan defines his insults, Adam is rejected and therefore despairs, Laura is calm and probably cuddling ensues, and Ethan goes dancing. Or maybe I'll just nuke the world. NO WEDDINGS FOR YOUSE. ALL DEATH.

Oh Midas-in-a-bottle-for-drinkable-end, I need to sleep. If anyone can make sense of what I wrote today- they should probably be committed.

I really need to rename Ethan. Does anyone have any ideas?

2 comments:

Bahnree said...

WOW DO YOU KNOW WHAT'S A GOOD BOOK? You quoting it is seriously a sign; I've been wanting to reread that book SOOO much lately.

But GJ writing, even if it's "crap." :D I hate the middles of novels....*stares at her own balefully*

Snazel said...

Heheheh. I have it by my bed, and I keeps seducing me when I'm trying to go to sleep. Which leads to general unpleasantness with the family, BUT STILL. Slime. Hehehe.

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