Okay here we go.. This is my first Journal entry. I'll explain it a little. I've created this 'blog' for myself, for the reasons to practice writing to maybe become an author one day (more on that later...for mike's birthday present. Might get him guitar hero or Wii Fit" Me: "No Shit? My birthday was one month ago, I didn't get so much as a card from you." Steve: "Whatever. I'm going now" What a dick
Today is the birth of my brand newLiveJournal. Horray!! I have done a lot of cleaning and many things have been thrown away; it was time that my old LJ be put to rest. It has been a very long time...regrets", but I'm only human and sometimes it's just easier to continue as I always have and ignore the things thrown at me. I've lost the scope of this babble... time to put this first entry to bed
Well, life goes on and as usual, when there is a big change or i'm just bored, i have deleted and re-made a new lj. I don't know why but the other just didn't feel like me anymore... Funny how, it doesn't...much to exsperience, even if i can be awkward and unsure, i know i'll really find myself and what i really desire one day. As long as i have my faith, i know i can take on the world if i have too! =
It's obvious that the blog has been getting a lot of attention in the last week, so this morning I went to my good old buddy Steve and asked him what my next posts should weigh in on and with his help...sets in. And like that, it becomes not a question of sacrifice, or uncertainty, or even a question at all anymore. It becomes the beginning of a new journey where I will most certainly not walk alone.
I made this to write casually and freely. Free from the novels that can bore at my muse. The blinking cursor at the end of the chapter crying for, "More more more." Finish me, finish this, go on, be great...Plath crying, "WHERE HAVE THE GOOD POETS GONE?" This is not about being good. This about losing the torment just for the while when the words fly across the screen and forever leave my cluttered head
I need to say, first, that I've tried this before and more than once--this online blogging/journaling thing. Its never worked out for me. It seems so terribly negative, doesn't it? Like an admission...other day. Written to someone or something. Maybe a love letter is worth the writing. Worth the words. And so, with that in mind. With love in mind, perhaps I can begin in earnest.
...other way found to "free" ourselves to go on our separate paths in life and death. but... if that was something that is part of Tara's beliefs, then i respect that as something that works for her. beginnings... tonite i finished writing up the first draft of my handfasting vows. honestly, when i first sat down to write them i thought it would be a lot harder for me to get through whatever i felt...
Hello everyone! Long time... I've turned 18! I've moved out! I'm at university! Life is good. Hope you are all having as great a time as I, and you are all ok. Think it's about time to re-open livejournaldel Ailsa!
Writing the perfect first line. A number of years ago I heard an agent speak and the one thing she said that has stayed with me was: "The first line will sell the book. The last line will sell the...lifelong relationship, their conflict and try to inject some of the research I’d acquired as a natural part fo the plot and characters’ viewpoint so that it didn’t’ come across as an “info dump”.
You know, when you travel nine or ten months out of the average year, you tend to see geography in a different light. There are places in the world where the land seems to nod and heave a sigh as you leave...my next contract vaporized into the mist that surrounded me. I shivered and shuddered in the cold. ... good bye. I stood there blankly and awkwardly as I always do, my thoughts and voice silent
