The will to write is simmering somewhere in the pit of my stomach, but I cannot, for the life of me, figure out what to write about.

Most annoying.

Mood restless Music If You're Not The One - Daniel Bedingfield (whatever happened to him anyway?) Tags: moods, rl, writing

I've gotten so used
to hiding from you
that I even sit
the wrong way
when you're in the room.

...I suppose that's bad.

Mood crappy Music I Wanna Be Sedated - The Ramones Tags: angst, writing, wtf

So. Thanksgiving. The funny thing is that my mother almost always has to work today. Thanksgiving isn't really a holiday in my house. We celebrate Black Friday. lol. But it's a very big thing for my mother -- getting up at 5 in the morning and shopping at Walmart for no reason except that there are some good deals. And then it's Kohls and Target and then the mall... I dunno. I think it’s fun.

Got myself PoA on Tuesday. It’s just as I remembered, really. If I shut my brain off, I actually enjoy it, yet if I forget to hit that switch the whole time I'm twitchy and think things like omg that completely messes with the book and omg no marauder backstory *smack twap cry*. I watched it again this morning after reading a PoA drinking game and spent the entire movie muttering "sip sip sip SHOT sip SHOT sip sip sip SHOT" and snickering like a fool. My mother worries for my sanity. I'm just glad I wasn't actually drinking anything or there would be no more liquid left in the house.

I have been on the computer very little in the past week because I have been out and/or reading the Artemis Fowl series over again. It's as good as I remember, but there are some glaring character development issues I hadn't noticed before that make me a little sad. And I hadn't noticed this before, but I think I have a thing for Artemis. He's younger than me and I feel very suitably silly, but in my mind, I think he's a cross between Eriol and Loki, which is quite possibly the reason Fangirl was going omg criminal genius = teh hot!!!1! the entire time and I could do nothing to stop her.

Another thing that's been happening lately: I have relapsed into a Beatles frenzy. I churned out no less than 24 icons over the past week or so, but for some reason, I haven't bothered to show them to anyone. I've been trying to figure out that 'minitext' technique on them, but I suck horribly at it and the project doesn't get done. I'm placating myself by listening to them. Right now the 3CD player is full of Please Please Me and the 2 Cd set The Beatles / 1962-1966. Wheeee. If there's one thing I can say about The Beatles, it's that they make me feel curiously giddy. I'm basically breaking out into song at random intervals complete with over-dramatic head-bobbing and finger-drumming/guitaring. I am a nutter, I know. Let me have my fun.

Yet another note: I am experiencing major writer's block. My notepad file for poem ideas is nearing the 10 mark with no progress made whatsoever. On the plus side, I've started to like Postmodern Impressionism again so I will probably be submitting it next Lit Club meeting. I seriously doubt it will get accepted, but such is life.

Hmm. I seem to have run out of things to say. I'll end with some quizzes then.

( My number and my zodiac sign percentages. )

Mood cheerful Music There's a Place - The Beatles Tags: fangirling, harry potter, holiday, movies, music, quizzes, writing

I seem to have graduated from drabbles and moved on to ficlets.

It is, once again, Harry Potter. This time Draco Malfoy, in which he draws and likes all things beautiful.

What do I think of it? I loved the idea when I first had it. And the drawing has been in my mind for quite a while. The actual written piece I am still not quite satisfied with. But I think that is more because it is not a poem.

Poems are easy. You figure out exactly what you're going to say and you can't change it once it’s there because things get messed up. Not so with longer works. You're always wondering if something could be changed and said better. And since they’re longer, they make more of these little niggling problems.

But back to the ficlet. There was actually a bit more I wanted to put into it. About pure blood and why Draco cared so much about it. But unfortunately I couldn't find a way to work it in, so it's been left out... *cries at her incompetence*

I said I liked the idea of this one. It sprung almost primarily out of the last line, which came to me in a fit of utter randomness. For some reason, Draco drawing does not seem impossible to me. I've read much more outlandish stretches of canon and after the third movie, in which Draco folds quite a lovely paper crane and draws... an interesting picture... within it, the thought seems to have been somewhat founded.

Anyway, enough of my musings and more of the goods!

{Frustration, obsession, art. Draco Malfoy. OotP. No spoilers past book 3 really.}

( Draco Malfoy was obsessed with beauty. )

Mood contemplative Music All Down Hill From Here - New Found Glory Tags: harry potter, my fanfic, writing