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  1. Elvis was Right



    I had wanted to be the wolf;
    elusive, wily and mysterious;
    with an edge of danger about me—
    howling at midnight moons.

    But I’ve come to accept my true nature;
    jealous, suspicious and tenacious;
    with a nose for sniffing out vermin—
    prone to sounding off
    and always on the trail.
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  2. It's A Sheep's Life!

    Been in bed for over a year now. On a worn mattress.


    My bedroom is a four walled, white walled box. Five surfaces if you include the ceiling , all painted a clinical white. On the mattress, which lies in a central position in the room, there is no sheet over the mattress. I have lain on the raw, bareness of the mattress for over a year now. There are three pillows, and in winter two duvets, unwashed or cleaned for over a year now. I don't know when they might be washed. ...
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  3. Humor me, strangers! {Language near the end}

    Stay awhile, and listen.

    As I have no shame in admitting, whatever stream of consciousness I have that somewhat resembles sanity is loosely held together by the tiniest of effort and medication.

    If it didn't help that I was bent sideways in the first place, (Brain complications,) but I also have a lack of serotonin that runs on the male side of the family that gives me a hearty dose of depression on top of it. A certain someone forgot to get the prescription ...
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  4. Innocent actions and their unforeseen consequences.

    How is my day going you ask? Wonderful, I say. Have you ever heard the saying that if you forget something when you leave the house that it's bad luck to turn around and go back for it? Well I'd never heard it until today when it was too late. We turned around for a lousy invoice that we probably could've gotten away with turning in tomorrow. But no, we just had to turn around. We were only a minute from the house, after all.

    Anyways, we safely retrieved the paper and headed on our ...
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  5. Autumn Gold

    • I've been lamenting the absence of Swallows in the sky when maybe i was looking in the wrong places. Looking back to when i was a kid they seemed to be many around Farmyards where they'd nest in old farm buildings or under bridges that straddled rivers and streams.
      And you know what? I haven't even bothered to look up to see if those other small pointed winged black specks in the skies above us, the Martins and the Swifts, are still with us. It must be time for them to go if they haven't
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    Updated September 14th, 2015 at 03:15 PM by dither

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  6. Confessions...

    Well, this may not be easy, lol. I'll try to be brief. Over the past few weeks I've had some difficulties in my life. The most prominent of the "signs" being that my mood, attitude, and verbal filter have been out of whack. I've been having some serious pain over the past week and a half, and the meds prescribed have made me a little less likely to bite my tongue, a little more likely to pop off at the mouth, and to be more than a little... hostile/belligerent. To make a boring story shorter, ...
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  7. I hate the birds.

    Are humans really the only creatures that wake up grumpy?

    Every other animal on the freaking planet hops up and goes along.

    These damn birds annoy me.

    All I want to do is drink my coffee and listen to music.And they have to wake up so damn happy, chirping at deafening levels as close as possible to the porch. My earphones are noise cancelling, too.... nope, still hear the birds.

    Did I mention they can fly? But you knew that.
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  8. Déjà écrit

    It's still happening. I've written about it before but I doubt that anyone believes me. Nevertheless it is a part of my life and the only explanation for my having written a novel so spontaneously back when I did. I am referring to the fact that my novel is apparently based on my future memories, which have been becoming past memories ever since I wrote it.

    This last week my angel and I visited new friends in Devon. Partway through the week I woke one morning realising that the events
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  9. I've Started Smoking Again

    Yes, it is a disgusting habit, it's terrible for your health, and here in Canada, it's very, very expensive. A regular pack cost me $13 and I plan to make it last for at least a couple of month. To be fair, I'm not smoking a lot, only a few a week; my body is so unused to nicotine that I still get rushes from it. The lungs can recover from some damage if given ample time and hey, what's the point of not using your body to it's limits?

    It started in culinary where you could take a few ...
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  10. Complications of Creativity.

    (This is more a mental dump, the first in quite a while. If it makes no sense, it's my problem rather than yours, lol.)

    I've discovered that being ceaselessly creative has many pitfalls. It feels a little too... "cat lady" to merely churn out item after item after item and keep it to myself. The other side of that? Finding viable outlets is a tricky problem. I have that little mental issue that says I should share, to be social and let others see my stuff, but it's not easy. ...
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  11. Fish 'n' Chips

    Chippy-day, Friday.

    I will pretend religion as an excuse to eat fish. Cock’n’bull, British eating establishment, with real live Brits, ex-pats living among the savage colonials. Local jargon infecting their speech, they gather for cultural infusion; reinforcement; a dose of Blighty— island in a continent—to counter the overwhelming surroundings…

    I will sit by myself, struggle to order without spilling my drink (no beer, no matter how nice that would be) while the others ...
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  12. Beware of the POV trigger.

    I've written 70,000 words of my first manuscript in first person POV and present tense. I knew from the beginning that it's not done often, but I didn't realize that it's actually looked down upon. Overall I have felt pretty good about what I've put on paper thus far, despite the usual plot holes and details to be filled in during the editing process, but after reading through a couple of threads on WF on the subject, I'm discouraged. Does my tense and POV decrease my chances of being published? ...
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  13. I've been away for a long long time...

    So, have you heard of the song called, 'I've been asleep for a long long time' by Hey Rosetta! Well...the title of this blog and the song, not really the same. Being away and being asleep isn't really the same BUT it could be the same.

    But some things have changed since I've been away. A new phone--which is amazing... Taking classes to help better my chances in finding a job--which is really fun and exciting. I recently aged--which is weird because I still feel like I am 17, I will ...
  14. I feel like a protaganist sometimes.

    I have amazed myself at the amount of things I can BS my way through.

    Like that young annoying MC, I might not have real skill or experience, but I'll be damned if someone tells me I can't do something.

    Always trying to be something more.

    Those MC's annoy me. Yeah. They're always little snots, if the story starts that young. And somehow they grow up, almost die a few hundred times, and miraculously mature for no reason.

    I've seen some things ...
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  15. Varmints

    The raccoons were in the yard last night. We’d just come home from a long day at the in-laws, lunch, and dinner when Junior heard them through the kitchen window scrambling around in the tree. I shooed him off from shooing them off with his paintball pistol.

    Who knows what damage they do in the night? I suspect they may have taken to the fruit…

    They look at you; don’t make a noise. You don’t know if they’re going to attack or what. They don’t, just sit up there looking ...
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  16. Hooray! More not so great news! Or should I call this the Tragedies of Hiro..

    The moment I get good news is also the moment I get bad news. Just my luck I guess...

    For the past few years I have been having one big continual stomach ache. It made it difficult to exercise, go out with friends, or focus in school. I avoided eating in general because I knew that whatever I ate would hurt my stomach. As a result I would go long periods avoiding food and then binge eating and feeling much worse.

    Last week my mum proposed an experiment: remove dairy ...

    Updated February 17th, 2016 at 05:39 AM by GuitarHiro97

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  17. Hosh hang it. (language)

    Crash! Bang!

    What the hell is she doing up there? Ah, yes… changing out the hangers. “NO… MORE…WOODEN…(huff-huff) Haaaa-ngerZZZ!!!”

    What? Am I supposed to feel guilty? That I’m not up there helping her!? Ha! Too bad. The closet’s too skinny. I wouldn’t fit. Guilt avoided. Effort avoided. She bought the wood hangers in the first place. She insisted. Now they’re too fat/take up too much space. Plastic it is... not those cheap smooth jobbers, but fuzzy , velvety... plastic
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  18. Will I ever shut up? {Language}

    Stay tuned to find out! ;D

    I just need a good journal. But they make 'em expensive and I'm very picky about my writing media.

    Also, there's a bunch of old folks in here using the wifi. Used to be they didn't know how. Now they all have tablets. Probably just reading the news or something. SOME people are trying to blog and play games, y'know!

    I'm just passing the time until my family goes to sleep and I can use the wifi in PEACE. ...
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  19. Autumn approaching:

    I don't know what the temperature was last night but there's condensation on the windows and i've got the dehumidifiers on. I never did weather-proof our Larch-lap fence panels and it isn't going to happen now.
    Old buddy Hawthorn hangs heavy with berries. My mother's garden flowers are beginning to look a bit sorry for themselves. The shutters are starting to fall and it's been a bad year for the Tomatoes apparently.
    I'd like to get myself cleaned up and take a walk up town to my local ...

    Updated September 6th, 2015 at 02:22 PM by dither

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  20. Another lonely one. Yeah.

    I know I know.

    But hey, I haven't turned to self-injury and isolation.

    Isn't it better just to briefly whine, then continue about your business? Still get some stuff done in the meantime.

    I did do a lot. Still sore from moving a bunch of equipment to a new shed, then I got my machete and carved up wood to nail together an axe. Pretty fun to swing around.

    Grandma found my old phone, so I have music again. Hoorah.

    Just did my daily ...
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  21. Boiler release valve.

    I'm waiting on a new device to play music. I somehow lost my old phone while moving. I can play games, but they get boring after awhile.I can't write. Not without music. I need it.

    It's what shaped my imagination.

    I liked music videos, as a younger child. That's when it first started. Movies, songs... animated cutscenes...I first just had a little walkman. Popped a cd in there and walked around. I started imagining my own stories to the music.

    Did you know? ...
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  22. thin; blonde

    Cut the fence this morning; someone has. It was a section in the chain link where we'd had to open it—to get access. We had it tied with rope and some nylon straps. Anyway, they cut the rope.

    There’s tent next to it—the fence—that wasn’t there yesterday. A homeless woman came on foot a little later (I hadn’t seen her leave). She went inside the tent. I don’t know if she stayed.

    The workers suspect that whoever it was, they came in to use the porta-potty.
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  23. Day 2.

    My mother has been yelling at my younger sister off and on all day long.
    So I have decided to stay in my basement bedroom. I hate it when they fight about stupid things. It doesn't help with my depression, but I don't think they realize that brings me down when they fight around me.
    I used to self harm and I've been clean for four years, but I relapsed a few days ago.
    That is why I joined.
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  24. Flunking- dreaded 'f'-word...

    Slog-Blog, slogging along as if walking in mud, walking in a fog.
    Lacking focus, or purpose.

    An exercise in nothingness. Several or more letters sent to the page in a lame attempt at shooting a pattern with a pea-shooter. Spit-tooey—these come from me, directly from my head, the mouth being a part of—

    There we go… something is coming…

    His girlfriend is in danger of failing. She’s only been up there a week and already she’s struggling. It’s this ...
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  25. So, let's share some madness.

    I have too much time to think. And writing your thoughts is supposed to be beneficial, right? Here's but a fraction of it.

    The world is not a dream. I am not dreaming. I know that. I am far too lazy, and none of my dreams are ever realistic enough to maintain the illusion for long periods. Eventually something would happen and I would realize it.
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    Despite the pain, I've always wondered what it actually feels like to have your tongue severed off. Something so deep. ...
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