My OperaWednesday the 14th
Wednesday, May 14, 2008 11:55:02 PM
Current Mood: 
Chipper
Right, yes, I know, this is technically Thursday now, but I'm writing for Wednesday, so bite me. As far as I work it out, if I haven't properly been to bed, then it still counts as all part of one day. Unless I stay away past six o'clock.
Right... Wednesday. Not a lot happened today. Generally writing utter crap, like always, desperate to stay in character. But, I managed to actually get some work done! As in, real work! The first draft of my assignment for Alan is finally done, so that's the bare bones to work up from. The theory is that I'll look at it tomorrow and do some editing, and then again over the weekend. Hopefully, that should tidy it up nicely. Meanwhile, I still need inspiration for Jill's piece. Gawd.
I feel a bit better about everything after I had a little meditation. It wasn't anything huge, just a chat with my guides, talking aloud... I feel better. They make things so much clearer for me, even if they make me realise how far I am from my real home, wherever that may be.
If I can get the connection back properly, I think my writing will improve. I say 'my writing,' but someone else has to help me. I mean, I can write for an hour, and have no idea what I've just typed. It's crazy. But maybe that's it. I think I'm possibly going insane. I joke about it, but I can feel it. Like there's something wriggling inside of me, gently gnawing away. I keep hearing things, which is weird. And not like what's on the other side of the wall, but other things. When I'm completely awake I can hear Mum saying something, or the dog barking. That's clearly not normal. Maybe I'm finally losing my grip on reality. Wow.
Anyway, I'm still pleased about getting this work done. Oh, and if I'm not out drinking and dancing tomorrow, I will be absolutely gutted. Come on, I finally actually started working, don't I deserve to go out? Please?
Oh, well.
~LN
ChipperRight, yes, I know, this is technically Thursday now, but I'm writing for Wednesday, so bite me. As far as I work it out, if I haven't properly been to bed, then it still counts as all part of one day. Unless I stay away past six o'clock.
Right... Wednesday. Not a lot happened today. Generally writing utter crap, like always, desperate to stay in character. But, I managed to actually get some work done! As in, real work! The first draft of my assignment for Alan is finally done, so that's the bare bones to work up from. The theory is that I'll look at it tomorrow and do some editing, and then again over the weekend. Hopefully, that should tidy it up nicely. Meanwhile, I still need inspiration for Jill's piece. Gawd.
I feel a bit better about everything after I had a little meditation. It wasn't anything huge, just a chat with my guides, talking aloud... I feel better. They make things so much clearer for me, even if they make me realise how far I am from my real home, wherever that may be.
If I can get the connection back properly, I think my writing will improve. I say 'my writing,' but someone else has to help me. I mean, I can write for an hour, and have no idea what I've just typed. It's crazy. But maybe that's it. I think I'm possibly going insane. I joke about it, but I can feel it. Like there's something wriggling inside of me, gently gnawing away. I keep hearing things, which is weird. And not like what's on the other side of the wall, but other things. When I'm completely awake I can hear Mum saying something, or the dog barking. That's clearly not normal. Maybe I'm finally losing my grip on reality. Wow.
Anyway, I'm still pleased about getting this work done. Oh, and if I'm not out drinking and dancing tomorrow, I will be absolutely gutted. Come on, I finally actually started working, don't I deserve to go out? Please?
Oh, well.
~LN
