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“The Day You Read This” by I Wrote This For You
On this day, you read something that moved you and made you realise there were no more fears to fear. No tears to cry. No head to hang in shame. That every time you thought you’d offended someone, it was all just in your head and really, they love you with all their heart and nothing will ever change that. That everyone and everything lives on inside you. That that doesn’t make any of it any less real.
That soft touches will change you and stay with you longer than hard ones.
That being alone means you’re free. That old lovers miss you and new lovers want you and the one you’re with is the one you’re meant to be with. That the tingles running down your arms are angel feathers and they whisper in your ear, constantly, if you choose to hear them. That everything you want to happen, will happen, if you decide you want it enough. That every time you think a sad thought, you can think a happy one instead.
That you control that completely.
That the people who make you laugh are more beautiful than beautiful people. That you laugh more than you cry. That crying is good for you. That the people you hate wish you would stop and you do too.
That your friends are reflections of the best parts of you. That you are more than the sum total of the things you know and how you react to them. That dancing is sometimes more important than listening to the music.
That the most embarrassing, awkward moments of your life are only remembered by you and no one else. That no one judges you when you walk into a room and all they really want to know, is if you’re judging them. That what you make and what you do with your time is more important than you’ll ever fathom and should be treated as such. That the difference between a job and art is passion. That neither defines who you are. That talking to strangers is how you make friends.
That bad days end but a smile can go around the world. That life contradicts itself, constantly. That that’s why it’s worth living.
That the difference between pain and love is time. That love is only as real as you want it to be. That if you feel good, you look good but it doesn’t always work the other way around.
That the sun will rise each day and it’s up to you each day if you match it. That nothing matters up until this point. That what you decide now, in this moment, will change the future. Forever. That rain is beautiful.
And so are you.
God this is so beautiful. I was pressing random to get posts to use for fodder for my characters for my NaNoWriMo and this came up. Man what a gem. And I think my fictional people, me, and you, and everyone else can truly understand and appreciate this. I think with my book I want the main character who’s a male, which is a first for me though I did write two stories with a point of view of a guy but they were part of a larger whole, to realize some of these things at least.
I won’t say what cuz that might spoil things for you and I’m considering maybe showing an excerpt on here or on wordpress but we’ll see. But it’s strange cuz every single protagonist comes across some sort of epiphany, no matter what the genre or medium. It’s pretty vital actually. Though I could be wrong, I don’t really delve into experimental or art films, though those don’t have much of a storyline really from what I can tell. Hmm.
But all in all, this post reminds me how wonderful life is. It’s so gorgeous, right?
Here’s a link to the post, it’s interesting to read the comments hehe. And apparently they’re coming out with a book. I SO want to cop that!
“You write. That’s the hard bit that nobody sees. You write on the good days and you write on the lousy days. Like a shark, you have to keep moving forward or you die. Writing may or may not be your salvation; it might or might not be your destiny. But that does not matter. What matters right now are the words, one after another. Find the next word. Write it down. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat.
“A dry-stone wall is a lovely thing when you see it bordering a field in the middle of nowhere but becomes more impressive when you realise that it was built without mortar, that the builder needed to choose each interlocking stone and fit it in. Writing is like building a wall. It’s a continual search for the word that will fit in the text, in your mind, on the page. Plot and character and metaphor and style, all these become secondary to the words. The wall-builder erects her wall one rock at a time until she reaches the far end of the field. If she doesn’t build it it won’t be there. So she looks down at her pile of rocks, picks the one that looks like it will best suit her purpose, and puts it in.
“The search for the word gets no easier but nobody else is going to write your novel for you.”
It’s NaNoWriMo, and it’s that time of the month again. Read the whole thing at http://nanowrimo.org/en/pep/neil-gaiman
Great pep talk by Neil Gaiman, one of my favorite authors ever. Such a brilliant brilliant man. And for him to admit that he feels that way, dang. Makes him less godlike and more human but so much more remarkable.
Anyway, I’m like uhhh 351 words into my novel. Yeah I suck haha. I’m not expecting to finish at all. But hopefully I’ll get to 10,000 by the end of it. I just need to sit down and bleed right?
I’m intrigued by the idea of my novel and its message, but I just need to try and see where it goes. I don’t even feel like talking about it here haha. Maybe I will at some later point but we’ll see.
Good luck with your own nanowrimo!
So I’m debating about whether I should participate in NaNoWriMo this year. If you don’t know, nanowrimo is a writing project where on November 1, participants begin working towards the goal of writing a 50,000-word novel by 11:59 p.m. on November 30. I tried it two years ago but I don’t think I even got beyond 600 words. Here’s the entire thing which you can find on my wordpress. (I still need to update that site as well, hmm)
I need to figure out what to write about first. Or maybe I can just open a word doc and just begin. I want to start a new story and see where it takes me. I don’t have a job right now so I definitely have the time, I just need to allot it properly.
I don’t feel like thinking of an idea right now. My head hurts and I’d rather read. I think I’ll try to type something tomorrow and see what comes out.
Sorry that this is so boring but I do want to write something every day on here. Or maybe not just here, I should tackle my diary as well and elsewhere. I want to keep a chronicle of my life and get more intimate. I don’t think I’ll do much ranting as before, I’ve learned not to go overboard with it but maybe I’ll step over the line again, who knows.
Luckily my life is pretty mediocre so I have nothing that really haunts me haha. But maybe it’ll get interesting at some point. I gotta take more risks and put myself out there. I want to write about a life that’s interesting and compelling, but we’ll see if that happens or if I can make that happen.