Publish or Perish

Should I be alarmed if I don't have anything worthy to write about? I just wrote another post...which I won't be posting about the state of my life. In general, I said that things are good. Which they are...but currently, I don't feel like I have a lot of things to say.

I mean, meaningful things to say. Currently, my beat up journals gets more attention from me on a daily basis than the blog does. Which, doesn't bother me. Not really, I mean. If you've been reading this blog for the past three years, then you know that I will swear up and down to be the shyest person on the planet. Still true...but it is not a shyness that keeps me from writing here on the blog. It's just that I don't feel like I have anything useful to say.

Now, now. I know what you're saying...Seriously, I do. But take into consideration of the times when I used to blog...middle of the day...during work. I don't do that anymore. I feel like I have something important to do. Which, I do. But more important than that, I feel like I'm useful...which means, I'm not apt to stray...

Does any of this make any f'ing sense at all?

*sigh*

I didn't think so. :)

Oooo!!! Look! Cute cats!

There...that'll distract them for awhile...:)

Labels: cats, life, me, Monday, moods, random

Not too many people would be watching it. ;)

Anyway, Michelle had this post and since it's Saturday with not much going on, I decided to play along...

1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, lime wire, pandora radio, etc)
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool..

Opening Credits:
This Offer is Unrepeatable - Elvis Costello & the Brodsky Quartet
(Interesting...)

Waking Up:
Milonga sentimental - Trio Hugo Diaz
(Again interesting...so when I wake up, I wake up doing the Tango?)

First Day At School:
Sleeps with Butterflies - Tori Amos

Falling In Love:
Lucky Ball and Chain - They Might Be Giants
(Ha ha ha!!!)

Fight Song:
A Day in the Life - The Beatles
(Very interesting...)

Breaking Up:
Another One Bites the Dust - Queen
(Oh, my...does Wayne know me or what?!)

Prom:
Imitation of Life - R.E.M.

Life's OK:
Movies of Myself - Rufus Wainwright

Mental Breakdown:
Serena - Duncan Sheik
(Hmmm....)

Driving:
Love for Real - Everlast

Flashback:
In Bloom - Nirvana
(Sure, that works...if it were an early 90s flashback...)

Getting Back Together:
Parklife - Blur
(er...)

Birth of Child:
End of a Century - Blur
(Um...? It does have the line "Dirty little monsters...")

Wedding:
Marche military Francise - Philadelphia Orchestra
(Okay...that works...)

Final Battle:
'39 - Queen
(Okay...)

Death Scene:
Southside - Moby
(I can see that...)

Funeral Song:
Losing my Religion (live) - R.E.M.
(That's appropriate...)

End Credits:
I Wanna Be Your Lover - Prince
(Ooookay....)

Well, now. That was interesting.

Labels: me, meme, music, random

But first the playlist...

I Will Possess Your Heart by Death Cab for Cutie
Wild Night by Van Morrison
Tame by the Pixies

And now the attempt at writing...

Don't ask her but the girl knew she was being followed. The hairs on her neck stood up and her senses worked over time. Catching a glimpse of who was following her in window's reflection yielded nothing but a man's shape. Someone who could blend in easily. With a deep breath she turned around.

Labels: Friday, music, writing

So, I've decided that I've lost the focus of the blog. You know, the whole writing thing. Remember that? Yeah, me too. :)

Here's what's been floating around in the semi-empty head of mine...

• A story about a picture taken post-mortem
• A story incorporating the dreams I've been having lately regarding former arch nemesis
• A story set at a wedding, but the main characters would be all sitting around the table trying to one up each other - inspired by a recent renewal ceremony that Loki and I went to...
  
• Gods and goddesses (Yes, I'm still hung up on that one...different from The Janey Edition...which I haven't given up on...but different. Make sense? No? Not surprised.
• And the one that's taken up the most space in my head is a spy/suspense story...

We'll see if any of these actually get off the ground....in the mean time, here's what I jotted down for the spy story...

This is actually the end of the story...I think...

The girl, barely 21, watched as her sister's children played happily around the yard. She had her hands to her hips and though she looked happy and oblivious, there was a thin thread of steel that not many knew about. Lily took stock of the situation and decided that things were safe enough to let her guard down...for a few minutes. The kids need never know what sort of danger they were ever in.
And even though he assured her that she didn't need to worry, she knew that things happened. Secrets get spilled, rumors fly, people die...it was that last thought that Lily held onto. She knew that he was tough to kill, but he was still human.

Cecily came up and stood beside her holding a slim package in her hands.
"You still worry, don't you." It was more of a statement than a question.

"Everyday," was her reply. Lily noticed the plain brown package. "What's that?"

"I found it on the steps this morning. And no it's not ticking," she replied taking in her sister's startled gasp. "It's for you." Cecily handed her the package and went to play with her children. Lily turned it over in her hands trying to determine if it truly was safe or not. After carefully looking over the package, Lily examined the writing.

"To Lily," was all it said. Definately a man, she thought. The few letters reflected the owner himself. Serious. Neutral. Almost anonymous.

Almost.

To Lily he was more.

His last words, "I'll keep you safe, even if you can't see me." He walked away then, without looking back. Lily did the same not knowing that he had looked back.

Lily unwrapped the package and found a framed picture of the two of them. A rare moment where he was smiling - laughin actually. Cecily had snapped the picture forgetting that she had done it.

Lily smiled - a real and true smile - and looked around her trying to catch a glimpse of the man who had sent it to her.

On a hilltop, the man smiled pleased with her reaction. He brought his binolculars down and felt close to her again.

Eh....we'll see...

Labels: fiction, genre fiction, me, moods, writing

So, tell me...according to this are you a hipster or not?

Grammar lessons...in the most unlikeliest of place.

One day I will compile a list of musical place...this will be one of them.

For those other science geeks out there.

Is this true? I suppose it is. I'm not one for telling.

Honestly...if you need this article you might be in it deeper than you think....

For you piano playing people...if you hate the sound of a metronome, then don't watch this...otherwise...go right ahead!

Humanity isn't dead!

Pretty damn cool...

Be honest...how many of you have done this in the bathroom?

I use method 2 with my glasses.

And speaking of eyeglasses...

If had read this article about a year and a half ago, I would have said yes. Currently? No, not really.

I want this ring. Now.

I've always hated you Steely McBeam!

Another reason why we aren't smart like dolphins...

Labels: random, tidbits

Didn't know that I had green eyes. I also didn't know that I could be extremely jealous of certain things. I don't like this aspect of myself...but then again, how many of can really say that we like all of ourselves? Aren't there certain aspects of your personality that drive you insane...yet you can't seem to get away from it?

But what am I really writing about? I suppose once you get down to it, I hate feeling like I was in high school again. Like feeling I was missing out on something because of "status." Because I wasn't worthy enough.

Yes, I know. This is stupid thinking. Yes, I know I should be getting past this. But would you please stop lecturing me? I know all this but sometimes just saying it will make a person feel better.

Hrmph...at least I'm not comfort eating.

Labels: me, moods, random

I love Loki...but really? Is there someway for me to teach him how to properly take a picture?