I used to write until the world made sense.
And when stressful times hit in September, I quite simply stopped having the time.
And when I don't write, I'm not happy.
And when stressful times hit in September, I quite simply stopped having the time.
And when I don't write, I'm not happy.
I find myself growing disinterested with the world when I don't have another to escape to if need be.
And that's why I love NaNoWriMo.
I'm writing again, and I love it.
I love language. I love hardly anything the way I love words.
And that's my problem with a lot of people.
I don't know how to understand someone who doesn't fall in love with prose the way I do.
I don't know how to understand someone who doesn't fall in love with prose the way I do.
I always wonder about this when I meet people. Do they have favorite authors? Do they write? Poetry? Short stories?
I can't help myself.
And it really does make me hate some people.
Do you want to correct me on my misuse of the word disinterested?
Because I bet you're pretty disinterested in the word itself.
Because I bet you're pretty disinterested in the word itself.
You say you want to protect language,
but you've the protectors of language the way PETA is the protector of animals.
but you've the protectors of language the way PETA is the protector of animals.
I will make nouns verbs, and I will dress my words any way I please.
Learn to love the language we speak, the words we read and the thoughts we hear.
Learn to love the language we speak, the words we read and the thoughts we hear.
Once Elliot and Cummings were in pools of criticism,
and while you think you're protecting them, you're restating what repressed them.
Today's rating: 6.2
Listening to: Anything Goes/ Anything You Can Do- Glee Cast Cover
Currently reading: The Fellowship of the Ring by J.R.R Tolkien, The Good Earth by Pearl S. Buck
Mostly Played iTunes Song: Anxious and Worrying- Defiance Ohio
Mostly Played iTunes Song: Anxious and Worrying- Defiance Ohio
NaNoWriMo word count: 3, 040
No comments:
Post a Comment