Dance in the Full Moon

O, the Frailty of Memory

Monday, November 29, 2010

11.29

I'm trying to not write things right now because my writing seems to mirror my mood at least a little. When I was happy in my relationship with Kayla, my stories became bucolic and optimistic. When I was unhappy, they became focused entirely on breakup. Now that I'm miserable, I'm not sure I want to see how it is.

So I'll write what Janelle suggested. The first three sentences:

Sherlock slowly rotated in his private eddy. It was never his intent to discover an alternate truth, but here he was, doing it anyway.
Watson waddled over the evidence.

3 comments:

  1. HEE HEE HEE YES!!! THIS IS THE BEST THING I HAVE SEEN ALL NIGHT!!!!!

    I CAN'T EVEN . . . !!! ASDFOIHJWEKVXPISDFJOAGSPJWELJK!!!!!!

    YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



    *Ahem.*

    More, please?

    (No, I'm not a crazy person. Why would you think that?)

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  2. Also, this.

    http://dumbfishie.deviantart.com/art/Pride-and-Prejudice-187107403?q=sort%3Atime+favby%3ASmellsLikeSunshine&qo=0

    I'm sorry you're sad.

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  3. I'm sorry you're sad as well. But doing the three sentence thing might help. Even if they're just fragments. Do fragments count?

    But I did like your Sherlock sentences. Very nice. (I do read your blog, by the way. Both, actually, are linked to my blog so I can see when you update.) Hope your day gets better despite the tornado watches and pouring rain.

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