Look Lively, Little Ones

Entries from February 2007

Brainstorming

February 27, 2007 · Leave a Comment

Is hard work.

I’ve been asked to help with a graphic novel a friend wants to do, and trying to come up with things I need to know about the world the story takes place so I can extrapolate and write the backstory to how it gets that way is a lot of fucking frustration. That being said, I’m excited about this project.

Categories: Creativity · Oh, fuck my life

More changes?

February 25, 2007 · Leave a Comment

I’m probably gunna change how I set up the recently read books page, because it’s getting kind of long. Lisette is sick, so no jam tonight and that makes me sad. I’m not even sure if we have a new guitar player yet. We’ll see what happens.

Enchantment by Orson Scott Card, read it.

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First Show

February 14, 2007 · 1 Comment

My band has a show in May.

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY

Categories: Music · Oh, fuck my life

Rearranged

February 13, 2007 · Leave a Comment

Alright, as you may have noticed, I’ve done a bit of rearranging of things on the sidebar. I’ve added a Creativity in Action category to my sidebar where you can find individual pages with links to the Green and Blue stories, my short pieces, my full songs and a page with parts of songs I’ve not yet finished.

The Green and Blue page will have the stories in the order they’re posted.
The parts of songs page will have just that- the songs in their working forms with alternate lines etc etc
The short pieces are now a combination of pieces like Gargoyles Over Copenhagen and rants I may make, such as my beauty rant.
Songs are just what it sounds like as well- all the songs posted in alphabetical order.

I’ve decided to keep posting anything like the above as normal blog posts, so you can either go through them through the tags in the order they were posted, or use the pages under Creativity in Action to find specific entries that much quicker.

I’m thinking of making a notes link to each piece as well where I describe my thoughts on the piece, why I wrote it, that kinda thing.

A few selected people know that I’m starting to amass a collection of naughty stories I’ve written over the last couple years, and I’m debating about adding those to the blog, because, honestly, they are pretty damn hot. Lemme know your thoughts, kidlets.

Categories: Blogging

I have determined that I suffer from

February 13, 2007 · Leave a Comment

Writer’s block and writer’s ADD.

Since high school it’s been a chore for me to churn out a full set of lyrics for a song. I can think of what I want to convey but just can’t find the words to convey it. At the same time, I get bits and pieces of a bunch of songs that are part way or mostly finished, or just started, and I have troubles putting that last finishing touch on it. By quick count I have 7 or 8 songs in various states, as well as a couple pages written for part 4 of the Green and Blue stories, though I’m not liking how that’s turning out, so I might go and scrap it for now, write a new part, and come back to it later. Though, now that I think about it, with the way Landing Strips ends, I’m not sure that will be possible.

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Matthew Good, Kool Haus, Toronto 2004

February 8, 2007 · 1 Comment

Fuck, I wish I was at this show.

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Almost There and Back Again

February 4, 2007 · Leave a Comment

So a group of people decided to walk across New Zealand while roleplaying the Lord of the Rings while they did it.
Hilarity definitely ensues.

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Hungover on a Sunday

February 4, 2007 · Leave a Comment

It was game night at Mike’s house last night. We were gunna play some board games but we instead just played Texas Hold ‘Em all night, which was cool, plus some hot tub stuff. I had a whopping 6 Strongbow and today, my head fucking kills, I’ve spent as much time in the bathroom as I have after my amazing nights of gin, and I feel even WORSE. I think my body is telling me no more. Have a couple drinks, but don’t get much more than buzzed. It just hurts way too fucking much, and I can’t handle doing this any more.

No more getting smashed for Shane.

Categories: Oh, fuck my life