#draft finished

[dreamwishing]

December 19th Writing Update

It’s official: as of 12:30 am on December 19th, the first draft of The Lost Crown is finished! It sits at a word count of 31.5k, for now. That’s the longest piece I’ve ever written. 

There was a bit of a delay with the posting of Lost and Found, so that will be updated sometime soon. 

It’s going to be weird not writing with Jackson for a while, but I’m glad I got that done before the holidays.

[marytrepanier]

I've finished a draft of the third book! It ends now with "once upon a time."

[noxwrtr]

[noxwrtr]

A monday night.

Today leaving the classroom of the last class, I needed a hug, the closest thing I had was a cigarette inside my handbag, My mates were talking about the project we are going to do, and one of my closest friends realized that I needed to be alone and not to talk about an stressful task, he took me to the smoking area and then lighted my cigarette up, I looked at him and he was looking at me, I knew he was going to hug me and I couldn’t contain anymore, so I opened my arms to receive him, a hug… it was all that I needed, there were not much tears, I wanted him to know and feel that I’m strong but only I know how much I would like to have cried, the cigarette was being consumed but… not by my lips, it was due to the long hug, I felt how cigarette became lighter as the ashes were falling. I needed no words to explain how I was feeling in that moment, he is a good friend, he listened to me although there was nothing to say because my eyes were speaking for all the day, I dare to say that even teachers knew that I was outside my mind, the longest and saddest hug I have ever had, it was useful, I needed it, I needed to let the sadness go, but I still want you, how do I can do to forget the promises, to not to stare at the sky and break in cry, to not to miss you, to not to… I just… I guess it is a matter of time, you know, just to forget the trust no one feeling, you know what? I am so inconsolable at nights, oh honey, I wish you would have been true with me, I don’t deserve this, I love you so much that I can’t understand all of this, I’m with the hope of you coming back to me, but deeply I know… you aren’t anymore, god, I wish you weren’t that selfish, but you know I love you.

[stephanie-gunn]

The end of a draft/burnout

The end of a draft/burnout

//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js Yesterday, I finished a full draft of the latest version of Never.  It’s horribly broken, and needs at least one more full redraft, but it’s finished. And in probably related news, I am burned out.  Empty.  Burned out on writing, burned out on reviewing.  So I’m going to be taking a short break away from both.  An actual holiday, even.  I’m anticipating…

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[afro-evolutionary-astrology]

Phone Home

I've been feeling under the weather lately, And was hoping you'd be hear to look after me, Or at least check up on me. But you've been so busy these past few days So I havent had the opportunity to speak to you. When my sun is clouded, My mind begins its walk. I keep it exercised, As you know. Since our last conversation, I've been numb. Or calm. Whats the difference these days? 

Your absence has left a void in my bed. In my heart. We havent the time to speak like we used to, It seems.

And while you've been away, I've looked, I'll lie to you not. But these women, These strangers, Are but placeholders for you. Though, I never leave the restaurant with them.

I can look them in the eyes And tell them of a world of love I've constructed. Though it stays empty.

What else does a man do to waste his time? I throw the fish I catch, back. I dont even eat fish. I have a distaste for the lured.

I'm sorry I can seem so needy, Its just my heart feels heavy in my chest When I think of losing you again. You're the only one I'd ever chase.

But Time is still ticking And he wont shut up; Its just another reminder that The future has the power to divide us, Even further than countries away. 

I called you the other day, But I got was a voicemail. That automated voice made me Pine for the warmth of yours; Assuming my name still resonates on your lips.

Your absence has had me worried. I'm used to spending time with you, Whether it be calls or texts or Skype, It'd always make my night. But Now I'm afraid.

Afraid that distance and memories Will linger and fade, Because nothing can light fire Into ice. I'd just be another in your eyes.