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Sunday, December 30, 2007
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Greetings to those of you that still use Xanga.
Finishing in time for my Christmas deadline, I have completed the third short story of my sporadic writing career.
The Choice - a story of love, heartbreak, death, and redemption - is a deep journey that reveals more nuances every time you read it. Due to mature themes based on true events, the story is not available to the general public, but you may message me to see if you qualify to read it.
The story runs seven pages and is approximately 3,000 words.The computer screen glowed ominously before him, staring him down. Its white light blasted through the room casting shadows behind any small object. He sat, hunched over like a vulture, typing feverishly on the smooth, black keyboard. His fingers shook as he nervously pecked away at the keys, jabbing the backspace key when he mistyped. His mind racing, palms sweating, and emotions whirling. He was breaking down.
Special thanks to Victoria Emmons, who kept me writing even when I felt like I had nothing left.
Thursday, April 19, 2007
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Currently Listening
In Between Dreams
By Jack Johnson
see relatedWell I was sitting, waiting, wishing
You believed in superstitions
Then maybe you'd see the signs
The Lord knows that this world is cruel
I ain't the Lord, no I'm just a fool
Learning lovin' somebody don't make them love you
Must I always be waiting, waiting on you
Must I always be playing, playing your fool
I sang your songs, I danced your dance
I gave your friends all a chance
But putting up with them
Wasn't worth never having you
Maybe you've been through this before
But it's my first time so please ignore
The next few lines cause they're directed at you
I can't always be waiting, waiting on you
I can't always be playing, playing your fool
I keep playing your part
But it's not my scene
Want this plot to twist
I've had enough mystery
Keep building it up
Then shooting me down
But I'm already down
Just wait a minute
Just sitting, waiting
Just wait a minute
Just sitting, waiting
Well, if I was in your position
I'd put down all my ammunition
I'd wonder why'd it taken me so long
But Lord knows that I'm not you
And if I was, I wouldn't be so cruel
Cause waitin' on love aint so easy to do
Must I always be waiting, waiting on you
Must I always be playing, playing your fool
No, I can't I always be waiting, waiting on you
I can't always be playing, playing your fool
~Sitting, Waiting, Wishing
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
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Currently Listening
Come Away with Me
By Norah Jones
see relatedIf I were a painter
I would paint my reverie
If that's the only way for you to be with me
We'd be there together
Just like we used to be
Underneath the swirling skies for all to see
And I'm dreaming of a place
Where I could see your face
And I think my brush would take me there
But only...
If I were a painter
And could paint a memory
I'd climb inside the swirling skies to be with you
I'd climb inside the skies to be with you
~Painter Song
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
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Currently Listening
Five Score & Seven Years Ago
By Relient K
see relatedAs you can probably tell, I'm posting the lyrics to my favorite song of the week, or month, or whenever a new one comes along. You can also listen to the song as you read the lyrics. Most will likely be relationship oriented, because I have trouble verbalizing my emotions. The songs aren't *exactly* what I'm feeling, but most of them are pretty close, and usually describe feelings I have but can't express. They will be my posts, so you will probably be able to tell how I'm doing based somewhat off of my song choice.
This week's song is Faking My Own Suicide from Relient K's new album. (no, I'm not suicidal)So, I've made up my mind
I will pretend to leave this world behind
And in the end, you'll know I've lied
To get your attention
I'm faking my own suicide
I'm faking my own suicide
Because I know you love me
You just haven't realized
I'm faking my own suicide
They'll hold a double funeral
Because a part of you will die
Along with me
I wish you thought that I was dead
So rather than me you'd be depressed instead
And before arriving at my grave
You'd come to the conclusion
You'd loved me all your days
But it's too late
Too late for you to say
Because I'm faking my own suicide
Because I know you love me
You just haven't realized
Oh, I'm faking my own suicide
They'll hold a double funeral
Because a part of you will die
Along with me
I'll write you a letter that you'll keep
Reminding you your love for me is more than six feet deep
You say aloud that you would have been my wife
Right about that time is when I come back to life
And let you know
I'd let you know
That all along I was faking my own suicide
Because I know you love me
You just haven't realized
I was faking my own suicide
I'll walk in that room and see your eyes opened so wide
Opened so wide
Because you know
Because you know you will never leave my side
Until the day that I die for the first time
And we'll laugh, yeah we'll laugh
And we will cry
So overjoyed at our love that's so alive
Our love is so alive
~Faking My Own Suicide
Friday, March 23, 2007
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Currently Listening
MMHMM
By Relient K
see relatedI think you know what I’m getting at
I find it so upsetting that
The memories that you select
You keep the bad but the good you just forget
And even though I’m angry I can still say
I know my heart will break the day
When you peel out and drive away
I can’t believe this happened
And all this time I never thought
That all we had would be all for naught
No, I don’t hate you
Don’t want to fight you
Know I’ll always love you
But right now I just don’t like you
No, I don’t hate you
Don’t want to fight you
Know I’ll always love you
But right now I just don’t like you
Cause you took this too far (too far)
Make your decision and don’t you dare think twice
Go with your instincts along with some bad advice
This didn’t turn out the way I thought it would at all
You blame me but some of this is still your fault
I tried to move you, but you just wouldn’t budge
I tried to hold your hand but you’d rather hold your grudge
I think you know what I’m getting at
You said goodbye and I just don’t want you regretting that
No, I don’t hate you
Don’t want to fight you
Know I’ll always love you
But right now I just don’t like you
No, I don’t hate you
Don’t want to fight you
Know I’ll always love you
But right now I just don’t like you
And wisdom always chooses
These black eyes and these bruises
Over the heartache that they say
Never completely goes away
(I just can’t believe this happened and one day we’ll see this come around)
And wisdom always chooses
These black eyes and these bruises
Over the heartache that they say
Never completely goes away
No, I don’t hate you
Don’t want to fight you
Know I’ll always love you
But right now I just don’t like you
No, I don’t hate you
Don’t want to fight you
Know I’ll always love you
But right now I just don’t like you
Cause you took this too far (too far)
What happened to us
I heard that it’s me we should blame
What happened to us
Why didn’t you stop me from turning out this way
And know that I don’t hate you
And know that I don’t want to fight you
And know I’ll always love you
But right now I just don’t…
~Which to Bury, Us or the Hatchet
