Hi everyone ( Read more... )

I don't post, anymore.
David doesn't post anymore.
Tom posts infrequent dossiers that are ridiculously short.
And everyone else is sparce too.

Friends are people that give us excuses for our failures in life.
Not sure why we expected this to work.

None of us are currently driven to do any of this.
Just pretending.

Since I've been lax in updating, I'm posting two character profiles today to make up for past weeks. The plot is slowly forming, as are the sinews that bind it together. I'll probably be posting short thoughts that exist outside the scope of this film that I want to use to work on emotion, action, and telling a story in images. As soon as I get a ( Read more... )

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I'm not going to beat up myself over not having this story finished. So I'm going to post the 1500 some words i have written of the first part, I have another 1000 that are there, but its broken fragments of the end of the story. I'm having more trouble than I originally thought getting this piece out. This is what i have now ( Read more... )

“I’ve bottled up a sunset,” she whispered and then serenely wrecked it, pulling up the aluminum infuser. Tea streamed through the tiny holes creating chaotic eddies disturbing the full spectrum of clear to brown to burnt sienna. A ruin of a perfectly fine twilight. Tilting the pot, she sipped at her cup of darkness and winced at the bitterness ( Read more... )

To say that the toughest and most feared duo in the City's recent history are nothing but violent thugs is both disturbingly accurate and a bit off the mark. It's true that their unprecedented mean streak and unparalleled protection from any outside interference (both criminal and lawful) give them a certain sense of notoriety and utter fear. If ( Read more... )

At the time, I thought this one sounded good, but on re-reading, I think I could probably do more with it. I'll continue editing on this one.

( edits, edits )

Your nimble, boldly moving shape ( Read more... )