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22 March 2008 @ 11:36 pm

All I Have

So I don't know where this fits in the time line or even if it does. It's probably some future something. I dunno. I'm not even sure what, if anything, inspired it. I set out to write a drabble and ended up with 886 words. It's a little more than normal. I don't know how I feel about it. I've looked it over, I still don't know how I feel about it. Instead of keeping it and changing phrasings here and there I decided to just post it and be done with it. I promise nothing and I offer little...

( Never Even An Option )

I'm feeling...:

restless

I'm singing to...: Your Call - Secondhand Serenade

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01 March 2008 @ 01:02 am

Eh

It's more like me. But it's...rushed and unedited because I'm freezing and achy and it's late. And yeah, South being canceled could have affected this a tiny little bit.. I don't know. The first line popped into my head and I just wrote. I never promised any of it would be good. And yeah, it's a very abrupt ending I know.

( At 17 )

I'm feeling...:

melancholy

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06 February 2008 @ 08:55 pm

The first in a long while

So it's not exactly what I want. But it's what I've got at the moment. It's still rough in places. I can't quite wrap it up in the end. For now though, I've done all I can. It's old school. I'm actually working on character development and fleshing out the time line. I know, I know. I've been saying I'll do it forever. Well I actually am now. Somewhat...

( What Matters )

I'm feeling...:

frustrated

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17 December 2007 @ 02:42 pm

Once More With Feeling

I'm back, a week later. A week and a drabble later. Yes, I've managed to write another one. No it isn't perfection and beauty and awesomeness, but it is moving foward. It is getting out of bed. It is moving into the day. It is trying for the future. It's still oddly hopeful. I refuse to write the angst and anger the promos often inspire in me. I don't want new girls and Ash kissing boys again. I want roses, and I love yous, and sitting in laps. I don't want to get from naked Spencer to Spencer kissing a new girl. I want candles and couches and sitting oh so very close. So here's to moving forward. Here's to having hope. Here's to the girl I know and love and who I worry is going to fade away.

( That's What This Is )

I'm feeling...:

thankful

I'm singing to...: someone banging the damn Coke machine again...

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05 December 2007 @ 02:23 pm

Uh...

So it's strange and not that good but it's something which is a lot more than the nothing I've had for a week. I swear I will write something decent again soon...really.

( Ok Again )

I'm feeling...:

annoyed

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28 November 2007 @ 12:29 pm

Who can say...

It was one line. Four words. This is what I ended up with. Obviously I'm stuck at the same point.

( She's All In )

I'm feeling...:

accomplished

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15 November 2007 @ 02:31 pm

The Beginning

Ok, I seriously haven't even looked this back over. I wrote it and now I'm posting as I don't have time for anything else. It's the start of an idea I have for something more. Obviously I make no promises except that I'll revise sometime soon. Oh...it's angsty.

Don't stop now. I need this to hurt. Burn it into my mind. No more second-guessing anymore.
This is how it ends.
Don't stop now. Get my head on straight. And if seeing this is what it takes, please don't stop it now.
This will be the last time.

( Notice Anything )

I'm feeling...:

contemplative

I'm singing to...: Don't Stop Now - Emmy Rossum

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14 November 2007 @ 02:12 pm

Don't ask. I don't know.

I offer this. The first real bit of work in weeks. The general picture along with the first line came to me. I went with it as I always attempt to do. I make no promises of its worth. It is what it is - a sad look at the girls I love. It's what I tend to feel I write best...

( When You Run )

I'm feeling...:

blank

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23 October 2007 @ 11:02 am

The First In a Long While

So I make no promises about this. It's an introspective piece, not much action going on. It's the first attempt in quite some time. I'm just trying to get back into the flow. The first line came to me and I just developed from there. For what it is, I do kinda sorta think it's ok. That's all I have to offer on the subject.

( Tonight - Starting Over )

I'm feeling...:

accomplished

I'm singing to...: ringing phones, shuffling feet

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10 October 2007 @ 06:17 am

Attempting to Find the Groove

So I've had serious writers block. Really. Nothing would come to me. Spash got strangely happy and I don't write happy so much. My favorite rpf got completely fucked due to real life complications. I've been struggling and feeling like shit for not making the effort anyway. But I've got something. Who knows what will come of it but I expect happy and therefore lacking in brilliance...

( They Didn't Speak )

I'm feeling...:

peaceful

I'm singing to...: Magic - Colbie Caillat

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03 October 2007 @ 06:11 am

New Inspiration

So yeah, I'm giving it a go. We'll see. I have no idea if it will shape up or not. It's not the best first go in the world but it's a place to start and build from if it works for me.

( They've Never Known Loss )

I'm feeling...:

okay

I'm singing to...: just the songs replaying in my head

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02 October 2007 @ 06:25 am

Yes I realize I haven't written in forever...

So, I haven't written in like a week. Actually, I wrote a piece last night, on paper and forgot to bring it in this morning. But it's written and hopefully I'll get it up tomorrow.

This is the deal. I started on a new project which actually requires me to work most of my 9 hours and that's when I did all of my drabbling. It's rare that I sit down after I get home and write because frankly, I've got other things I'd rather be doing most of the time. If it turns out that I can't settle into the new project and work myself some free time, yeah I'll start writing at home more because I did promise myself I was going to write every single day and I certainly haven't stuck to that.

Also, as an aside, my foray into semi (read almost completely) rpfs has been pretty much fucking derailed by the bloody mess the USWNT has created for me. If you know, you know. If you don't then it doesn't really matter much anyway. Hope is my home girl. Greg you are a dick who never should have been the coach of any team, let alone my team. Lilly, Abby, and the "senior leaders" fucking suck. And my UNC girls better fucking be on the right side. Lori, I really kinda heart you right now. Heather, don't fucking disappoint me.

Anyway, new inspiration I have, and have drabbled on. Seriously, I'll try to post it tomorrow.

Oh, I have discovered, slightly, the love that is Friday Night Lights. Mostly meaning that I've watched one episode, fell in love and bought the first season but haven't gotten any further because sports are my life. And Heroes. Well, I heart Niki and Claire and Hiro. Probably half way through season one. Oh Niki...

And now, a sad little offering. My way of dealing with frustration and attempting a bit of closure on a painful subject. My apologies to the subject. Also, as almost always, I think it's not even so very good and most definitely rough around the edges. She'll want for editing she will...

( The Way Things Are Now )

Tags: drabble, sports

I'm feeling...:

amused

I'm singing to...: the silent office

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20 September 2007 @ 03:37 pm

Another day, another football story

So yeah, it's what it says. Different but now at least I've got one under my belt. Rough and not reviewed. I'll get back to it later so don't expect all that much.

( Rainy Days )

I'm feeling...:

amused

I'm singing to...: late work silence

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19 September 2007 @ 06:22 am

And if you think you know then I don't think you know...

I offer no explanation except that my head is a strange place to live MOST days. An image inspired this piece. Like most things, it just came to me and I wrote. Handwrote actually....Don't expect much. It is an odd piece. I write what comes to me. I never claim it makes sense.

Oh, I suppose I should preface with "vague sexual references."

( Scent )

I'm feeling...:

frustrated

I'm singing to...: early work means early silence

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16 September 2007 @ 01:43 am

Something New

So this is new and different for me. A completely different subject matter...of sorts. It's a first go and obviously it is going to be rough. It's late though so I'll revise it tomorrow...maybe Monday. Just came to me after looking through some pics....

( Score More Often )

I'm feeling...:

sleepy

I'm singing to...: Keys and processor speed

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06 September 2007 @ 07:29 am

The Same But Different

So this fucker was a nightmare to write. An absolute nightmare. I have no idea how well it translates. No fucking clue. I worked on it, poked it, prodded it, got stuck like two million times. But it's done. I kinda like it actually. Shocking I know. It's never what I'd want, but it's what I felt today. It's not happy, it's not hopeful...more of a return to what I usually write.

I suppose I should tag it MATURE as there are vague sexual references.

You sighed and I was lost in you. Weeks could've passed for all I knew.

( The Same, But Different )

I'm feeling...:

satisfied

I'm singing to...: They Weren't There - Missy Higgins

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05 September 2007 @ 07:09 am

Shadows and Regrets

Well, she was a real bitch. I won't lie. It took me the better part of an hour to get this out. I'm not sure how I feel about it honestly. I guess that's really all there is to say...EDIT - In the re-read, I'm just way more in her head than I maybe like to be. It's very introspective, less with the description. I love telling things with description and this was just less about that. I needed to write this, to deal with this issue and I don't know that there was another way to do it. So it's done.

I should've told you everything. I never gave you anything. I should've told you everything. If I could give you anything, then I would tell you everything.

( Everything )

I'm feeling...:

melancholy

I'm singing to...: Keeper - Yellowcard

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04 September 2007 @ 08:51 am

Old Wounds

The vision just came to me. I didn't have anything but the setting and it just ran from there. I had real trouble settling parts of this and I'm still not thrilled with how it shaped up. Not thrilled at all. I will probably tinker quite a bit...

( Bitter Iron )

I'm feeling...:

drained

I'm singing to...: uber loud officemates...

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30 August 2007 @ 11:01 pm

Shrink the World

I hand wrote this in one quick sitting. I actually kinda sorta like parts of it. You know how it is. It's short, closer to actual drabble length. I don't promise greatness. I was inspired yesterday by the lyric below. Yeah, just the one line...

"Please let me out before I turn into a box of things reminding me how much I'm missing you."

( She's Not Sentimental )

I'm feeling...:

moody

I'm singing to...: Shrink the World - Yellowcard

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28 August 2007 @ 07:09 am

An Awful Lot of Noise Out Here

Inspired by a stuffed bear. I like parts of it. I'll come back to it and clean it up in a bit. All these of late have those odd twinges of hope to them. Who can say why...

"He said come and lay your weary soul to rest from wanderin'."

( Rest )

I'm feeling...:

thoughtful

I'm singing to...: Wandering - Paige Aufhammer

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