"Feral ~ from feminine of ferus wild: having escaped from domestication and become wild"...




Friday

Ode to Midnight writers everywhere


(sung of course to Disney's "Let it Go")





The screen glows white on the desk tonight
Not a new sentence to be seen
A novel of desolation
And it looks like there’s no theme...


The keys are silent, like my empty thoughts inside
Can’t get it $%&# out, heavens know I tried

(yeah, i tried.)

 Don’t go backward, don’t let yourself slide
Be the good writer who won’t have to hide
Reveal, don’t steal, don’t rewrite the old-
Well, now you know

(damn girl you know)


I KNOW



LET IT GO!
LET IT GOOOOOO!!!

Don’t hang onto this book anymore!

LET IT GO! LET IT GOOOOOO!!!

Turn away and write some more!


SO 
here I type,

as I’m going cray!!!

Let the old novel DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


*big gasp, stare at snoring cat, take another swig*

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The plot never did make sense anyway.







*sigh*




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