So... It may be nothing special in all honesty, but in truth it calms me. I write. Often. I don't mean just short journal entries or simple poems or what not... Currently I am working on two things. My second book in the awoken series (Don't ask, something I was working on last year), and a new story that doesn't have a title. It's kind of based off of a roleplay I am doing, but very loosely. In truth, I only keep my characters and such. But... I am stuck right now. Enough so that my brain is hurting... gonk
Truth be told, I never felt like I was that good at writing, but ever since I came out of a horrible depression, (Teenage hormones, finding out new facts about dad's death, multipul cross-country moves, ect.) I have dug myself into a new story or roleplays every once in a while. I try to make my characters life like, add some drama, maybe a little romance... but it all ends up dead in the end. Like someone brought in a shotgun and took a little creative liberty with my brain.
My little brother is engrossed in Awoken right now O.o (all 650 pages of it) and is begging for the second one. And my sisters are wanting to read my other one. Why won't my brain wooooork?
Well... 3:40 am. Maybe I should sleep...
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I know most people wouldn't be interested in reading this, so I'm just going to jot down a few of my thoughts here.
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