I remember someone here asked what we would complain about with a poem. and oh boy I do have a small complaint so here it goes: "Are you looking for a job? dreaming to make the money?" "Well then don't worry we got you! with a very simple advice sonny" "You can crawl in the mud, sleep on needles, or even go hug a bear after rubbing yourself with honey" "Do it all and never give in!" "But be careful! and do not try the labyrinth called: LinkedIn" |
2nd chapter of Memories by colours: Green of a new chance is here. i'd appreciate reviews on it and the previous one (given how they are related). thank you in advance, and enjoy reading. "Memories by colours(2)" ![]() |
ever get that moment when you're like :"alright i'll write about adventure...wait now i feel like writing something cool...on second thought perhaps i should try the love stuff?...but that can be depressive now you know" only to end up writing a weird combination of lines that supposedly talks about all of those? yeah i just did that only to delete it and write about something else entirely...i need to clear my thoughts for real sometimes lol |
Greetings. if you have the eyes and patience to check a seemingly long chapter, then try this one. "Memories by colours(1):Blue of hope" ![]() |
Notice: a reminder to anyone who reviewed/ submitted something i wrote on March (which is everything on my portfolio now) that tomorrow i'll be deleting them(or some of them) to make space for new ones. in case you want to read them again either download them yourself or tell me and i'll send them. i'll put a list of them tomorrow on my bio. thank you for reading. P.S: i don't take blame in case you submitted something today as a last entry to a march contest or something. |
despite being already 8 months on my "vacation", i still freak out sometimes when i wake up and see its 11 AM thinking "damn did i really just miss a whole day in university?" only to return to reality and add :"oh right i'm done with that too, sheesh i woke up early for nothing"...it got to the point where i changed my phone background to a sunny island just to remember. goes to show the level of trauma univ provided XD (i'll admit it had its fun though) |
when i review it feels like i'm a retired veteran, but when i'm the reviewee it feels like i'm in in 6th grade.....i guess that's a positive? i mean who wouldn't wanna feel younger again. though i definitely don't wanna go back to 6th grade again XD |
what is your favourite quote / dialogue in fiction? I'll start. mine is the last letter of Ezio Auditore to his wife from assassin's creed franchise, and it goes like this: "When I was a young man, I had liberty, but I did not see it. I had time, but I did not know it. And I had love, but I did not feel it. Many decades would pass before I understood the meaning of all three. And now, the twilight of my life, this understanding has passed into contentment. Love, liberty, and time: once so disposable, are the fuels that drive me forward. And love, most especially, mio caro. For you, our children, our brothers and sisters. And for the vast and wonderful world that gave us life, and keeps us guessing. Endless affection, mia Sofia. Forever yours, Ezio Auditore." |
In fiction? I have no idea. I have a brain injury from Iraq, so I'm not good at remembering things like that anymore. lol I've been seeing a lot of Princess Bride stuff lately, so maybe this famous scene from The Princess Bride? I remember a quote from long before Iraq by Cardinal Thomas Wolsey, "Be very, very careful what you put in that head, because you will never, ever get it out." It's not fiction, but I stand by it. Well, as a person with a brain injury, I don't think that fully holds true. lol But in general, I do agree it's important to be careful what we put in our heads. ![]() |
Now i understand the value of school....last time i was this bored i started writing letters to the principle pretending to be an anonymous famous writer who is about to visit in a few weeks to hold a contest. although i felt bad for him after stopping the letters without notice: it still was not for nothing, at least the cake the school prepared for the writer's arrival did not go to waste, plus i got to taste lemon x chocolate flavour for first time soo yeah...miss school i admit , but is it for the right reasons? ahem i wonder. |
Notice: hello there. by the end of the month i'll be deleting some poems to make space in my portfolio. do not submit them/any review of them in contests that extend beyond this month (so there would be no confusion later on). thank you for your understanding and time. should you want a copy of any deleted item contact me and i'll send one, have a good day. |
I actually still use pen and paper to this day for writing, drawing, etc. and of course i got used to all the downsides that come with it except for one: when i have something important to write down its either the pen or the paper is missing. not both, but always one has to be missing in that crucial moment. and once that object messed with my head long enough: it appears out of nowhere. |
Also, it doesn't help when someone points out in a review some deep meaning that I had no idea I'd written. Who or what had me put that in there and never told me?
Some of my fiction can be a bit on the dark side, and I've deleted one or two more extreme efforts (mainly for bad execution). There was one spectacularly twisted effort from the end of last year - a stream-of-consciouness contest entry that ended up not being submitted. As they'd say on Sesame Street, this vignette was brought to you by the letters W, T and F. I have no idea where that doozy came from, but it's still on my port.