It is a major problem for me. Mainly because every time I decide to change titles, I tend to over-think, thus leading me to lose interest in whatever I was writing before immediately.
So, no more. I am just going to stick with the name Project L.C. for now at least until I can get the first draft done.
I need a bigger table. My pinkie and ring fingers are going numb, AGAIN because - the doctor said - the space I have now is too cramped for me to spread my elbows properly.
But, hey, a writer has to start somewhere right? I have been using this same, very small space to write for the past 3 years and I would have to say that the results were more than satisfactory. Or that could be the reason why I have tennis elbow in the first place?
...
Will ponder about this later.
Listening to: "BulletproofAngel" by Goo Goo Dolls
Reading: "Everyone Loves a Good Train Wreck: Why We Can't Look Away" by Eric G. Wilson
Watching: "Castle" (Season 5)
Playing: ...
Eating: ..need...breakfast...
Drinking: alkaline water
Thursday, June 13, 2013
Iris
The dawn is breaking as a life was withering away. There was a
scent that filled the air, slightly sharp but relieving. A strange
mixture of a delicately foreign note that is both addictive and
unnoticeable in due time as it fades. The sun that will rise to bring
forth a new day will be the end of the calmness of the night. The
permeating heat will be the death of the cooling mist and along with
it the life of this elusive creature.
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