Because the wind is high.....

Love is old, love is new.

Reader I am writing fatigued. It might be due to the simple reason that after two and a half straight weeks of writing every day for three hours or more, together of which has produced more than 20 pages worth of material. It could be it. But I am fatigued. At the moment I want nothing more to do with the story, anyone immediately related to the story, or even Joseph Story of Madison California.

What have I been up to? Well, there's the above. 23 single spaced pages do not make for a lot of leeway in creativity or even production of anything remotely creative but we shall yet see. I've been writing every day for the past two weeks and it has drained me utterly and entirely. I've dropped two of my electives, discovered I no longer give a crap about american or japanese comics (though I still hold a special place in my heart for Full Metal Alchemist), and I've taken to playing Team Fortress 2 like a madman.

The world extends very little outside of the few feet it takes me away from my porch and i've grown accustomed to living in this manner, biding my time with Team Fortress 2 and World of Warcraft. But it must be said, this here marks a new beginning for this blog. Readers you may be bored, but as there is nothing going on in my life that's truly worth mentioning i'll be blogging only about matters that are to my interest. It's a shame, but you weren't really reading this blog for me anyhow were you readers?

But there you have it. No more stories from the grey bottom dreckmen from Viet. From now on only smash brothers, Rocket Launchers, Draenei hunters and cattle. Always cattle. I'm writing fatigued and i'm done.

-Peace

Brain Drain Game

Reader, I am draining my brain. And while it's not particularly that bad in the wider scheme of things, it's bad ENOUGH, so to speak.

Though it's probably because I'm writing. And when I'm writing the world stops.

For the writing.

I'm sorry readers, this is all I can muster, I hope it's enough. You know I'm well, I hope you are too

Best wishes

-Viet

Coitus Interruptus

Yeah reader, no excuses, I know. I've not been writing here as much as I promised I would. In fact, it's only because I've been incredibly busy with other writing endeavors and every attempt I've made to write in this journal has been a case of coming in with the intent to do the deed, but resulting in a failure to go through with consummating the pact.

It's embarassing, yes. But it happens to more men than you can imagine.

All things said and done things have been busy. Busy busy busy. Busier than bees and honeycomb (and that's busy). I've written a 23 page story and now it's in the preliminary revision phase. That's really all there is really. Picked up WoW again, have been playing TF 2 and that game gets off my grudge matches.

I'm not witty today.

Though, as it were, while Talisa would much rather shower the world with her truly fantastic photographs that are brilliantly framed, executed, and have since ascended well beyond the realm of simple 'snapshot' I possess no such skills, and accordingly I can only leave you with this: something I saw this morning.

It's been gray in the skies for a few days now. The clouds hanging heavy in the sky, pregnant with the slow seed of moisture hidden deep in their folds. A damp blanket holding tightly to the California skyline, this morning it broke. at first with the first painter's strokes of clouds breaking up the imperial leadeness of the sky with flashes of white on grey, infusing the monotone pallor of the cloud cover with a shot of brightness, breaking the temperance of the grey-blanket cloud cover.

Well that's all I got.

A demain, notre amis

-Viet

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