Whispers ‘But she was so clever’ They claim, as though one mistaken love Outlines her, rewrote her Fault threaded through the lines. And everything else just a disguise.
A list - can probably be applied to other streams of creativity too A DEFINITON OF WRITER'S BLOCK: FOR ME IT'S AN INTENSE HEADACHE AND A STOMACH FULL OF SHAKING FRUSTRATION. PUSHING FOR A THOUGHT TO APPEAR WHEN THERE'S NOTHING. LIKE PUTTING ONE HUNDRED PERCENT OF YOUR ENERGY INTO STANDING STILL. IT'S A FEELING WE [...]
The bar was empty but the words seemed to fill it almost suffocatingly, even bouncing from the gay wallpaper and hanging like a neon sign. Light projected in to make everything bright. Evan was sure his face were covered in shadows. A cold swept over him and made his skin rough as the wooden furnishing.
Some stream of consciousness written a couple of weeks ago... Never before have I felt so chaotic. I've become a person I thought unreachable: someone who loses her sense of time because she's having too much fun, doesn't second guess what she's doing and doesn't care for where she's going too much. If I were [...]
Breathless without moving, my thoughts outrun me time and time again. I often run away into my mind, and lead a completely different life. A lot of my memories actually revolve around the stories I created at the time rather than a realistic recollection. I know that for a long time I was deeply insecure. [...]