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 Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2007 4:27 pm
The soft glow of the lamplight was the sole source of illumination in the entire house. Everyone had always spoken of the midnight oil, burning the midnight oil. The midnight oil was of no use now. It was three in the morning, and the light was flickering into its last few seconds of existence. On an off, on, off, off, off.
Darkness.
You idiot, you shouldn’t be up this late, anyway, and what do you think you’re doing, sitting here like this? It’s dark in here!
On.
See? I told you it would come back.
Off.
You’re wasting valuable time, you know. You shouldn’t be. Go. Go sleep, or something.
No.
Do it!
No.
Yes!
“NO!”
Another groan from the bedroom. “Honey?”
“I know, I know.” The writer mumbled, rubbing furiously at her eyes. “Go to bed.”
Popped in my head on the way to dinner. I'll have to finish this later. It's a continuation of my Confessions, in case anyone didn't know. This scene picks up where we last left off.
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2007 5:18 pm
I think that's the same voice that taunts me when I don't want to write... eek
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2007 5:47 pm
WEEEEEEEEEEWT!!! <33333
Morez, Cara-chi. <3
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Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2007 4:11 pm
~: :~
Questing 2 ~[I remember when we'd
Stay up late and we'd talk all night
in a dark room lit by the TV light.
Through all the hard times in my life
those nights kept me alive
I agree with BH.
Sounds kinda like my muses when they want to f*ck with my stories in a way I don't appreciate ((like turning my MMC gay. Not that I seriously mind, but I had plans for him and this girl. . . but no more *pout*)).
Or when the characters want something. . . like for me to come up with a plausible way for a completely normal girl with normal parents (that was the whole defining point of her character, actually) to be part phoenix. Or name changes. stare I hate it when they do that.
Listen to the radio play all night;
didn't wanna go home to another fight.
Through all the hard times in my life
those nights kept me alive.]~ 155/240k
~::~ Chorus from Those Nights by Skillet
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