Saturday, November 03, 2007
10:35 pm
43rd day of internship:
And that was yesterday. But I was tired and beyond exhausted by the time I got back home (to the east side).
Well, nothing much out of the usual happened yesterday, except I wrote something during the more... free minutes of work.
( An Unsent Letter )
It's also posted on my website, just follow the sitemap if you get lost.
Oh, and I've finally finished Fragile Things, by Neil Gaiman, today.
Just think, it was only years ago when I had more than enough free time to sit comfortably and read a book from start to finish in one sitting.
Those were the days, those were the days.
Had to renew/extend the due-date for Stardust, though. I haven't even started on it, much less finish it before it's due.
How I Met Your Mother, season 3, episode 6
Labels: Book recs, Creations, Fictions, HIMYM, One-shots, Scribbles, TP SIP, TV shows
Monday, October 29, 2007
8:33 pm
39th day of internship:
Tired tired tired...
Stayed up until past 1am last night reading through a fanfiction and its sequel.
Anyway, I finished up the whole checking over-time hours with the installation workers and did pretty much the same thing as I had been doing the whole time.
And while I was walking to the MRT station this morning, I had inspiration for- not one, but- two drabbles.
After rereading that drabble (that WY said was erotic) just less than an hour ago, I've came to the conclusion that it isn't (so get your mind out of the gutter, mister).
So... who knows? I might post that drabble too.
Labels: Creations, Fictions, Scribbles, TP SIP
Thursday, June 14, 2007
10:53 pm
ahem.
second post of the day.
i was deciding whether to post this or not... but i guess i should just go ahead with it.
it's this inspiration that came when i was showering yesterday and i forgot to put it down into words until this afternoon when i was on the way to school for project meeting with julia, yl and wy.
it's a short... i don't know. drabble? poem? lyric?
to me, it's just words that sort of told a story through musings and feelings.
yl said it felt kind of miserable.
then again, the reason why wy only read the first chapter and the first paragraph of Aki Kitsune's chapter15 was because he said it was too emo (angsty! angsty, not emo! I INSIST!) for his taste, so... yeah. i have a fetish for angst.
read it here:
( Tonight )
or at my website, under "scribbles".
check the sitemap if you got lost.
and... leave me a review, all right?
Labels: Creations, Scribbles
Saturday, May 05, 2007
1:32 pm
of writing, inspiration and contradiction.
i find that when writing, the words come faster and flows smoother in the dead of the night.
when the silence is absolute and the only thing i can feel is the familiar crisp sea breeze shifting about with a colour of inky-blue while the words that eluded me in broad daylight return with an articulate insistency.
and although listening to music is fine and all, fast and heavy beats of various rock songs (i'm playing You Give Love A Bad Name by Bon Jovi on loop now) seem to help because slower ones, regardless of their intensity, render me helpless by getting me to sing along either aloud or in my mind, attempting to match the musical passion in the originals'.
typing direction through the laptop saves me the time needed to transfer words from paper to bytes, but somehow, my muse prefers the good old blank notebook pages- or any blank ones, for that matter. strangely, the words refuse to stop when a pen rests in my right hand and receptive pieces of paper lie before me.
my muse works in mysterious ways, i conceded long ago.
sudden inspiration hits me in weird places like the bathroom and with bad timing like when i'm studying for exams less than 24 hours away.
sometimes it comes in short phrases, split second scenarios, sudden images, or unsuspecting questions like "How about..." and "What if this...". when i begin to answer them subconsciously, a story unfolds with branching plots that i can't stop fast enough to get a pen to jot them down before they disappear with a taunting smirk.
i must admit my love for sarcastic contradiction.
cynical irony had somehow made me fall head over heels in love with it.
paradoxical sentences felt so much more intriguing and held such texture and tangibility that draws me into it, forcing me to read the phrase repeatedly until there's nothing more to absorb, daring me to not use such techniques in my own writings.
the intensity and weight of these sort of words seem to possess unimaginable power and charm that i'm sure will appeal to anyone with a love for words, whether reading or writing them.
that being said, it's back to writing.
1400 words more to finish chapter twenty of Aki Kitsune.
Labels: Aki Kitsune, Creations, Fanfictions, Fictions, One-shots, Scribbles
Sunday, July 23, 2006
8:27 pm
well, haven't been blogging for a few days in a row again.
doing some touchups for our LSCM project/report but i've gone and distracted myself.
yet again.
which means more updates at my website.
there's a new scribble that i added there.
here here!
Labels: Creations, Scribbles
Sunday, April 23, 2006
11:37 pm
i've updated my
website~
there's a new
scribble there, go read it or something^_^
Labels: Creations, Scribbles