Ghost Writer mixed the vodka and tonic silently, afraid of even looking into his bedroom. He wanted to distance himself as far away from this Faux character as he could- even though he knew there was no way of distancing his dreams ( Read more... )

Ok...so I fear I may be getting overdramatic over this whole dream thing- but they scare me. I realize they scare everyone else too, but I saw things in it...things...THINGS?! Dear god, I can't even phrase a sentence properly anymore! WTF?

I saw, what I think, were all my friends. They were- horrifying. No offence, but Kwan you were missing the back ( Read more... )

((OOC: GW's second dream. No godmodding, you get the drift. I like the theme of discrimination of his [lack of] religon- even if it's all in his head. Hey, so he's a little nutty. For added fun- see if you can guess who all the ghosts in the aisles are.))

“It’s time.”
Ghost Writer’s head was tilted to the side by a man’s and slender fingers- his ( Read more... )

Wow, I guess Kitty is a rather large factor in my sex life, huh? This has cheered me up from my dream...

I finally understand the horrors of the dreams you all are having- I've had one too. It woke me up at 4 AM, screaming unholy things. I ran through my library to make sure none of the books read Ghost Writer or Technus on them, then I poked a small slit into my thigh to make sure I wasn't bleeding ink. I wasn't. I wonder if the first dream felt this ( Read more... )

((Yeah, once again jumping the bandwagon. This is GW's dream of Faux, as he is beginning to doubt the power. Heeheehee...so anyway, i'm not god-modding [who came up with that phrase?] and this is not mean to be RPed, my first one ever so be easy on me, ok?))

Ghost Writer let his eyes dart around the ominous section of the library, illuminated only ( Read more... )

I'm sorry Ember, but according to your last entry you think the same thing.

After Nic left I found myself frightfully bored. I could not find one person to hold a conversation with and I, unfortunatly, did end up getting drunk out of my bordem. The drunkeness was pretty funny, at least I saw some cool colours- but that really doesn't make up for ( Read more... )

For lack of a better term.

Nicolai is once again going to be gone for an entire week on a business trip. He's going to miss Ember's party! More importantly, i'm going to be all alone and it's going to be awkward. If it wasn't for the fact I would like to show off my outfit I'd simply say "screw it" and not go.

God, he always has to leave at the ( Read more... )

I got out of the writer's workshop! I did it by telling my publisher that Jane Austin is avalible. I don't know if she is or not- but that's for the director of the workshop to figure out; I.E; my publisher! This'll teach him for bitching me out about my novella...which I haven't got to editing yet ( Read more... )

I got my novella back from my publisher [who was wearing pants this time] and he said I need major MAJOR editing on my piece. Damn. He also told me he wanted me to be a guest speaker at a writer's workshop on Friday. Unfortunatly, that's when Ember's party is. I'm going to see if I can weasel out of it- maybe see if I can get the ghost of Chauser ( Read more... )