“One person’s crazyness is another person’s reality” – Tim Burton
Alice in Wonderland is AWESOME by the way. I left feeling child-like, open to anything, and inspired. A must see.
April 20, 2010
“One person’s crazyness is another person’s reality” – Tim Burton
Alice in Wonderland is AWESOME by the way. I left feeling child-like, open to anything, and inspired. A must see.
April 20, 2010
What no wife of a writer can ever understand is that a writer is working when he’s staring out of the window. ~Burton Rascoe
I think this could easily go for husbands too!
April 20, 2010
I feel like I need to write. It’s an itching, restless feeling in my heart that I get when I’m not writing. However when this feeling occurs I am usually too drained and tired from the day’s activities to do anything to satisfy this urge. I simply roll over and go to sleep, succumbing to the weakness of my body even as my mind remains active and unhappy with what I’m NOT doing. I know that itchy tingling are the hundreds of books I’m meant to write, but sadly this money-driven world we live in will not allow me to pursue my passion the way I want to. So I must put the neglected characters of my novels back in their beds and try my best to ignore the frosty silence of their disappointment. It is a sad day when the need for money leaves you too tired to pursue your need for art.
April 20, 2010
Sooo sorry for the long hiatus, but I am nearing the last two weeks of school before I’m a Hampton University graduate. There aren’t enough hours in the day to eat and sleep, never mind stay on top of the piles of work I’m trying to dig myself out of. Even still, I can’t help but feel good because this is it! Four years gone, just like that! Hopefully I will have more time to blog after this crazy phase is over. Until then, here’s my catch up barrage of blogs!
March 25, 2010
This one was simply too good to pass up…
You can’t wait for inspiration, you have to go after it with a club.
Jack London
…because this is something I suffer from. I wait, and wait…and wait some more for inspiration to hit me like a meteor falling out the sky, to cause a violent upsurge of fiction-writing brilliance that will take me on a radioactive tidal wave to the top of the New York Times Bestseller List.
March 25, 2010
I’ll let you guess exactly what it is that I did again….
Figure it out yet?
It’s the trending topic of my life….
Yep. I bought another notebook. Now I am at 51. I have a video to post, sharing my extensive notebook collection, but the University internet is slower than molasses in Antarctica. I know I have a problem, an addiction, and now I’m turning it over to anyone who can help me.
What should I write in this new notebook?
March 25, 2010
Sorry for the spring break hiatus! We’re back!
Writers aren’t exactly people…. they’re a whole bunch of people trying to be one person.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
March 18, 2010
A lot of things happen on a whim. Deciding that you want to eat out for dinner on a late Wednesday night, choosing the purple drapes over the hot pink ones, buying a new outfit, getting married even. On Thursday morning of Spring Break 2010, spent at home in Easton, Maryland, on a whim I decided to cut off all of my hair.
For those who know me, two years ago I cut off my hair but I kept it relaxed (chemicaled up to keep it all straight and pretty). This time I cut it off, and I’m letting it go natural. What does this mean? It means no more relaxer kits, or hours spent at the hairdressers, or blow-drying and flat-ironing the night before class. Now, I wake up and get my hair wet (when before I would make sure every last strand was tucked securely under a shower-cap) shampoo and condition, let it drip dry and walk out the door. Why in the world did I ever go through all that trouble before?
I know that this doesn’t have much of anything to do with writing…but in the vein of doing things on a whim, like creative writing is so often done, I feel like this is something to blog about.
Cheers!
March 4, 2010
Totally not related to writing, but a topic everyone can relate to…
“Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being “in love” which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.”
-St. Augustine