Robots, a Phone, and Writer's Block

I drew all those recently. They're a cat thing, a bug, a griffin-like animal, an alien thing, and a dragon. All robotic and shiny and Photoshop edited :D
I used lots of effects but there's a lot of the original piece in there.

I GOT A NEW PHONE FOR TEXTING AS WELL :D I haven't gotten a new phone in 4 years.
I'M SO FLIPPING (literally) HAPPY :D

But the worst news ever...
all the chapters I'm writing in my book are at slow, lame, unimaginationful parts and I can't figure out how to connect them to awesome new parts.

MY BRAIN IS SOOOOO FRIED.

My work people are dumping hours on me, which is good and bad.

Today I have yet another non school day because of work and then shopping :/

Oh well.

coming undone

Trigger between my eyes

please strike

make it quick now

since I was young

I've tasted sorrow on my tongue

choke, choke again

I find my demons were my friends

getting me in the end, 

they're out to get me

that's right, deliver it to my heart

please strike, be deliberate

keep holding on

while my brain's ticking like a bomb

guess the black thoughts have come

again

to get me

wait, I''m starting to suffocate

and soon I anticipate

I'm coming undone...what looks so strong, so delicate

I'm trying to hold it together

head is lighter than a feather

looks like I'm not getting better

I never realized how strange I am

UNTIL NOW.

Nothing told me, but after searching through my computer and stuff, I have confirmed this.

Is it a bad thing?

Are you irritated with me?

Is my morbid book, love of strange things like beheaded dolls and blood and weird owl things ok?

Why do I have naked baby doll earrings and a chicken toy that lays a squishy egg?
Why do these things fascinate me?

I don't know about myself.
Everyone else is so awesome and normal and gets along. I sit around listening to Korn under a skull-with-a-mohawk-hat.
People ignore my emails too.

I just wonder, am I really a not cool person? A weirdo? Someone people don't want to be friends with?

True, I have realllllly close awesome friends.

They are just like me as well.
I can pester them with whisks and have a great old time listening to music with them and getting in odd costumes with them.

Perhaps I'm down on being alone, relationship wise.

Someday, a person like one of my friends; who is as weird as I am and likes me for who I am, will appear.
Hopefully.

What do I do wrong?
I don't understand.
What is my biggest problem?
Care to tell me what's wrong with me?
What are my faults (gently, please, I don't need some hash-slinging-slashers)?

I'm pretty sure there's something wrong with me.

Dictionary Entry: Lovechicken

love·

chick·en

   [luhv-chik-uh'n] 

noun

1. a person who is awesome in a weird way and likes great music
2. a close friend of a select group of epic people called lovechicken
3. a group of interesting people of the awesome variety who must dress in costumes and act accordingly
4. one must enjoy very public displays of immaturity, rebelliousness, and humorous oddness in order to be a qualified lovechicken

great music includes but is not limited to:

Korn, Slipknot, Corrosion of Conformity, Linkin park, Guns N Roses, Alice in Chains, Immortal Souls, Demon Hunter, Nirvana, Foo Fighters, Ramones, Metallica, The Doors, Twisted Sister, Disturbed, Stone Temple Pilots, Green Day, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Godsmack, Rush, At the Gates, Mudvayne, Drowning Pool, and Suicide Silence.

Korn - Somebody Someone

This song reminds me of now.

Ride in a car and turn it on.

And look out the window, be in your own movie, be a character of your imagination.

I use this as fuel for a single messed up book.

♪ IIIIIIIIIIII neeeeeeeeeeeeddd someboddddyyy, someonnnnnnnnneee ♫

Day Versus Night - 300 Pages

WHOOO!
Congratulate me!
This is a great milestone. My last milestone, 200 pages, is a whole 21,000 words less.
I put in so much important content for this.

It was 300 earlier, but I re-formatted the pages to fit a lot more content.

Two clicks and the pages looked better. But I cut them down a good 60 pages.
Then I fixed some paragraphs (you have to press enter twice to really start a new paragraph and I forgot to do it a lot) and that gained twenty pages.
And I wrote another forty yesterday.
I got it back to three hundred AND made the pages look better and hold more text.

Here you go.

Amazing, isn't it?

In a great celebration for this moment I created a new cover for the book. I will also be keeping the other one there, but this one I like better.

and it has the amazing 'Shady Lady' font I love.
To make covers, you have to resize the image right and then make it behind the text, align the text on it and color it and stuff, then save it as PDF and then snip it and save the image.

Ta-dah.

To make matters better, I will post a few pictures of inspiration (which are epically dark and stuff, just ignore the fact they are pretty creepy) that I got when i as writing the book AND a list of songs that have really pushed me to do it.


Songs that inspired me:


 Wiseblood, Man Or Ash, Long Whip, Perals Before Swine, Bottom Feeder, Deliverance, Seven Days, Senor Limpio, Shake Like You, Fuel, The Door, Albatross, Heaven's Not Overflowing, Clean My Wounds, Born Again For the Last Time, Take What You Want, and The Snake Has No Head by Corrosion of Conformity. Did My Time, Lies, Word up, Clown, Blind, Kidnap the Sandy Claws, Ball Tongue, Shoots and Ladders, Right Now, Here To Stay, Politics, Twisted Transistor, Coming Undone, Get Up, Make Believe, Take it Back by Korn. Battering Ram and Overlord by Black Label Society, Bad Medicine by Bon Jovi, Panama by Van Halen. Again, Heaven Besides You, Check My Brain, Angry Chair, Bleed the Freak, Get Born Again, Head Creeps, I Stay Away, Lesson Learned, No Excuses, Rooster, Them Bones, We Die Young, and Would? by Alice In Chains. Indestructible, Inside the Fire, Down with the Sickness, and Stricken by Disturbed PLUS a good dozen or two more, like some of the SlipKnot songs.


Pictures that inspired me (beware =_=):

Pretty awesome, huh?

If you drag those to the top of the browser, it'll open it full size in a new tab.

Here are my old milestones xD one is only 174 pages. 

40,000 words

35,000 words/170 pages

200 pages

8 chapters total/five completed chapters

As you can see, these milestones are hardly awesome in the light of my GREATEST ONE SO FAR :D

Just scroll back up to the top to see my awesome current three-hundred-page milestone!

REMEMBER you can drag any pictures to the top of your browser and see a nice big full view. 

As for me, I should do school, though I just realized a ton of mistakes in the beginning of my book concerning technicalities *mutters something about aunts and jobs and mirrors*

AND I HAVE HOMESTYLE BAKES IN THE OVER ALL FOR MYSELF FOR LUNCH OH MY GOSH. 

And I have work tonight. 

Whoop.

See you later :D :D :D :D

Disclaimer: Abnormally Girly Geekiness in this post

We are not responsible for any injuries, especially from 16 year-old girls with bags of pretty shirts having drunken too many Pepsis running on the loose.

krafituh kituh. 

disinsectant fray.

blarb.

The freaking insanity.

I went to the mall ALL day yesterday, and got awesome black clothes. 

I'm geeking out about it /intense girly hype mode activate/ because they are SO cute *squeal*

I'll burnt the eyes out of my customers with my fashion. 

*cough*

Anyways, I'm pleased over getting a paper done and catching up in Prose and Poetry though I'm completely behind in Physics. 

FML. 

I also feel awful for spending too much on a Kiddle and one cord for my headphones D': hopefully my father won't bite me for it.

Anyways, I really only feel like talking about myself and listening to a strange miz of Guns and Roses and Nightmare Before Christmas cover songs, so I best leave you be to get some sleep.

I can't have bags under my eyes for my job orientation.

*girly squeal* I get to wear a cute outfit tomorrow with awesome huge star earrings!

*prances away*