Iwrin

Wow. That other journal was here for so very long. Let's get rid of it! *shoves it aside* Now. NaNoWriMo. Or alternatively "What the hell have I done to deserve this." Well, the general idea was to rewrite The Wings of Icarus. The trouble is how annoyed I have become with this whole angel plot. Mainly when it turned so damn political and was sort of bashing religion - which is something I never wanted from this novel. Yes, I love characters questioning their faith, but I don't want to be offensive. This thing got so much out of my hands. And yeah, today I have decided I simply cannot do the whole angel crap anymore. Mainly because angels

Saw this at ~LadySilverwood (https://www.deviantart.com/ladysilverwood)'s journal and realized I did it few years ago as well, only shorter... The rules are simple,you put your music player on shuffle and write down first lines from first ten, twenty or how many do you want songs. After that you admire what beautiful meaningful poem was just created. I found mine, at least two or three years old and decided to put it here so I can throw the paper finally away. Here we go then! I am not afraid of anything in this world Last night I swallowed liquor and a lighter Have you ever been so lonely We talked, together sharpening the knife Whatever poison's in the bottle will leave me

Just felt like telling you that today it's one year since I finished the first draft of my novel Wings of Icarus which I started writing in September 2007. Lots of things changed since the time I triumphantly typed in the words THE END which were largely covered in blood of my sweet characters. I though that by this time I would have the book re-written. Instead I'm experiencing some sort of writer's block which is manifesting itself in the hatred for writing that particular story. So now I'm sitting here with first five chapters re-written, characters re-vamped massively, plot-line changed to the last story-atom... and I haven't writte