In the evening no one is realeased, I hate that guy. I must learn to cooperate with him I guess. Goodmorning everyone, it is I, the one and only I. WordPress and followers I am closing in on the end of my novella, I am about 15k words to the finish. Before you say wait, hold up, 15k words is a lot, I catch writing fever towards the end of my manuscripts. 🤡 Two to three weeks from now I should be done at the least. Now on to the nice picture with the nice caption. Morning writing is the best for me. In the morning I come fresh out of dream land ready to type away. I wake up from 4 to about 6 am ready to write for about 3 to 4 hours. I put away my world and go back into my self induced dream. Except I can move. That’s important. Editing is my worst enemy truth be told, I must overcome him if I am ever to release something. I spent 4 months away from Kamikaze and Lawyer in the Sand. I am ready to tackle them. Working on the J. Tinton novella is so fun because of how I am writing, I get a biy of leeway with grammar and structure. To me it’s shaping up. Love it. I love writing. I can confidently say that. I LOVE WRITING! Time to make friends with the editor. Ciao.😀
おはよ！ Or goodmorning friends, followers, passerbyers and WordPress! The sun is pretty nice here, some breeze, the music is nice, last night’s sleep was awkward but, this morning I am vibrant. Let’s get into this. Today I am playing around with the basics of writing, re-acquainting myself with it. With that I can solidify what I have been doing, what I would call above average but now a lot better. The english language as you know is a ball of yarn with many rules and sub-rules… that makes it all the more fun to use! My novels will try to explore the obvious typed like narrative but, incorporating the others with my twist should prove to be something spectacular. In my mind I want to start moving on applying my skill better through maturing them through study. Hence, editing Lawyer in the Sand has been a task as I am not an editor. Writing A Designers Obsession, The Infidelity of J. TINTON and Kamikaze has been interesting for me because I am clearly toning my characters personalities and creating connections with them. In laymans terms the medium on which I am creating a great story is much more robust the more I do it. More laymans terms, I am writing better lol! And I see it, especially starting where I was, which was good, real good according to my critiquers and editors, but not quite there. It is a learning process and I am enjoying the ride with heavy anticipation. Even as I write to you all, I am practicing. Chase perfection and you will forever be fit for excellence.
Imagine this, absent spherical illuminescence.
The night filled with stars but, none to look up to.
Your nights sub par.
So, what do you, with the ruler of the night gone?
The who quietly reigns in partiality.
The one that when fully visible in the publics eye,
they wish there was no sun.
At that moment, they want me to stay a little longer…
Just an extended stay, before the bright ray…
Peaks over the horizon to stay.
A footstep forward, ever closer to home
I know where I must go but, should I make it
Could I do it, my heart says no. I made this journey
But, it isn’t an adventure. There is no purpose,
There is no thrill, there is me seeking will.
Me trying to find, the power to fly, back to my
Abode, where I dwell in solace and in company.
That will and power I find a long the way will be
Worth it. Yes! It certainly will. Until then, I must walk,
Traverse the cities and towns, tread the mountains and hills
Sail the seas and oceans, navigate through my mind.
I wander till I stumble upon my home, where I can feel sane with myself alone.
As I think back to myself… Sorry. Good morning followers and WordPress community! As I was. As I think back to to myself as a younger person or child… yeah child… I remember hating to read, although I am an awesome reader. I really wonder how I got to a point where I want to actually write novels and being known for it. My vision is for some of my novels to make it to the big screen. Yay. Its going to be very hard and I am not getting any younger. My vision after that is to create comics. Even this, I am scratching my head on because as a child, I hated reading! Although I was very awesome at it. I remember seventh grade I was creating comics in class… it was very basic but! Some of my classmates found it interesting (I used to draw a bit), the story board at least. So now we are here, in 2016, 2 years-ish into me blogging, 3 years into me declaring myself as an author though, I am unpublished. I am thinking to myself yet again (I think and talk to myself alot) why am I no closer to my goal? Or maybe in retrospect, I really am closer. I have many projects started and one nearly completed save for editing and editing and editing. The when is what is eating me up but, I am still determined. So today, as part of a strategy to gain more followers of my authorship, I am planning to release 3 short stories and 1 novel this year. That way I can at least get everyone used to my style and just me. I do love to inspire thought into my novels/novellas and get people talking. I think that is the most fulfilling thing I can get out of my fan base besides support. I just need to do right by you and put out a product. I am in a weird space on what to do to finally execute. I am scared. Mentally. Too many “what ifs” in my head. The AF has taught me to deal with that. Well, I was going to talk about something else but, I will save it for next post. Sayonara followers and WordPress community!!!
There is a time in ones life where you have to wonder
What am I suppose to do, this why must I ponder
Is it not just enough to live, and do what is most pleasing
That splendor of life is very much teasing.
The barriers of life, society, a singular force
Yet, a plural being transcending multiple planes,
Aims to block me from my heart and minds desires, of course.
Yes! Life is one giant game. Learn to play, land on broadway.
Ignore the rules land on broadway.
Understand the rules. Own broadway.
This is what we have been taught. But you not many understand.
Some choose to still stay in the stands.
Some choose to go with the flow, those coarse sands too are fluid.
Some rather go against the grain until, their life becomes lucid.
Against all odds, all 3 paths choose to struggle.
Forever progression to a path of comfort, though some may never find
Or even taste that thing in the world that to them binds.
I close the doors and windows of my soul
Just to find a sight with in that can reflect me as a whole
Now console, while I consider
To stress and a headache, them my mind I deliver
Life pacing is as fast as a river
It rages but the sound is deceptive, I can barely hear quivers
It’s like quick silver, or maybe molten lava
End my suffering in seconds, by heat or unexplained phenomena
My suffering be quick enough for me to feel no pain
Death whether felt or not still probably feels the same
Just a reflection of a life that drove me insane
Because the directions weren’t clear enough
Bad enough weather on my windows pane
That’s what it is, smart to realize
My real eyes can see bullshit apart from lovely pies
I look up pass the atmosphere to the dark lit skies
Or maybe abyss, from here I can’t tell which is which
If one had a broom, my view would quickly switch
That’s how senseless my path is, but I see gold
Like the leprechaun at the end of the rainbow
I think that at the end it’s better as far as the notion of rain goes
A peace sign, to end all suffering
I drive to greatness, I hope it doesn’t leave when it hears my engine muttering….