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Random Ramblings

by Ray Scrivener

Rated: E · Book · Writing · #2232903

My blog, where I store those thoughts rattling around my brain

Welcome to the insanity of my mind! Please excuse the cobwebs and clutter, I've been meaning to clean the place up a bit...

Stop in and read some of my nonsense whenever the mood strikes you :)

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10 Most Recent Blog Comments:

WakeUpAndLive~doingNaNo'24

Jun 20, 2023 at 6:10am
In response to "A Good Question"

Freedom, definitely!

Ray Scrivener

Apr 4, 2022 at 7:36pm
In response to "Build a Character!"

Well seeing as I'm making some excellent progress on my other projects, take your time. I'm managing quite well :P

WriterAngel

Apr 4, 2022 at 10:48am
In response to "Build a Character!"

Absolutely! Hoping to get back to that story today! ;)

1 Like

WriterAngel

Mar 31, 2022 at 8:44pm
In response to "Techno Tunes"

It's funny, but while music with lyrics always helps me get in the right mood for a particular type of story, I have an easier time writing with instrumental music playing. Sometimes I can do music with lyrics, but most of the time, it slows me down. I do like to have theme songs that get me in the right mode for certain characters, though. Often, I'll have a song that I'll play before I sit down to work on a longer story that takes multiple days to write. It helps me find the right mood/voice. For my NaNo novel, it was Halsey's "Tradition". For Galatea, it was a Billie Eilish song called "everything i wanted". For my recent Screams story Escape, it was Digital Daggers "The Devil Within".

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Ray Scrivener

Mar 26, 2022 at 11:52am
In response to "Tried Express It In Eight!"

You've been having so much fun that I felt obligated to join in! Thanks for broadening my horizons with new contests :P

WriterAngel

Mar 26, 2022 at 11:39am
In response to "Tried Express It In Eight!"

Yay! I’m so glad you ventured over there. :)

1 Like

WriterAngel

Mar 9, 2022 at 11:08am
In response to "I Was a Fool to Dream"

Come now, Ray! This morning someone paid for my coffee before I pulled up to the Starbucks window. Made my day. And I paid for the person behind me. Hopefully it made theirs.

While they hardly solve the world's energy conundrum in one earth-shattering change, the tiniest little things sometimes make all the difference in the world, and we're all capable of making them happen.

Besides, Netflix and two-day delivery from Amazon rock! XD

WriterAngel

Jan 24, 2022 at 10:35pm
In response to "Corrosion"

Such a sad piece. I hope the speaker finds his beauty.

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S. Serpent

Dec 23, 2021 at 10:39am
In response to "Shuffling Off the Mortal Coil"

Potent stuff. I'm jealous.

At that point in my life, I'll be yelling at shadows and trying to remember if I now wear diapers or not.

But somewhere in that squishy pink thing locked in my skull, I'll remember you. I'll remember all of you.

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WriterAngel

Dec 15, 2021 at 4:35pm
In response to "Tis the Season!"

This is really freaking great! :)

1 Like

January 24, 2022 at 1:17am

#1025262

As Long As You're Alive

Taste of Ink - The Used

Is it worth it, can you even hear me?
Standing with your spotlight on me
Not enough to feed the hungry
I'm tired, and I've felt it for a while now
In this sea of lonely
The taste of ink is getting old

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January 24, 2022 at 1:04am

#1025261

Corrosion

Can you show me the beauty in acid rain?

Caustic tears endlessly falling
from dark, pitiless skies,
creating deadly pools
for any brave enough to swim.

Help me shuffle onward,
as the moisture eats my skin,
peeling away fragile defenses,
burrowing into a weary spirit
too weak to stave off corruption.

Take my weathered hand
before it deteriorates entirely.
Squeeze exposed muscles,
so I might cherish fleeting warmth
in these chilly bones of mine.

Hold my withered form close,
whisper in dissolving ears,
before the storm washes away
what little fragments remain.

Promise that it wasn't all for nothing.

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