elly427 | write write write

I'm at the stage where I'm forcing myself to write. I've got this story that I've been working on for nearly a year I think (yes, I am that slow) and I want. it. done. Don't have an ending, exactly, but I've got a beginning and a middle and a solid third quarter. Am now panicked because when I started it, it was in character and now I feel like it's totally implausible. Jack is whiny and dumb and Sam's a bitch and overly domineering and there's very little that's anything near good in it except there may or may not be a fair amount of smut.

I've been listening to a lot of Matt Good Band lately, and that's good for nobody.

Good morning
don't cop out
you crawled from the cancer to land on your feet
are you crazy to want this
even for a while?
we're making this shit up
the reasons for being are easy to pay
you can't remember the others
they just kind of went away
so you're driving, it's rush hour
the cars on the freeway are moving like slugs
when you drift off to wake up
do you always hit the brakes?

we're done lying for a living
the strange days have come and you're gone
either dead or dying
either dead or trying to go

it's evening, you're tired
you sleep walk, a robot out on the street
are you crazy to want this, even for a while?
you're driving, it's rush hour
the cars on the freeway are moving backwards
into a wall of fire

we're done lying for a living
the strange days have come and you're gone
either dead or dying
either dead or trying to go
good morning
don't cop out

And not that I do things like this, but this song, Indestructable, is my Daniel song. My angry, bitter, cynical, black-humour Daniel song

Died in a motor crash
I came back for you
The perfect version of myself
Tomorrow we start again
Tomorrow came and went

I'm indestructible, how
I'm indestructible
I'm indestructible, how
I'm into, I'm in two

We won't say a thing
While you give your life away
Give your life away, not a thing
We won't say a thing
While you give your life away

Died in an amusement park accident
I came back for you
So you wouldn't be alone
And if I go away again
You can have my stereo

I'm indestructible, how
I'm indestructible
I'm indestructible, how
I'm into, I'm in two

We won't say a thing
While you give your life away
Give your life away, not a thing
We won't say a thing
While you give your

I'm indestructible

Mmm. Love Matt Good.

And, GIP, because this post needs to be as useless as I can make it. Text was mishead from the Nelly Furtado Song 'Build you up" The words are apparently "Oh, it's good for nothing." Freud? Why are you here?