I've just lost my artistic talents for the most part- I think.

I've been busy with school and all honesty avoiding Deviantart. My computer was slow and it'd tell me I had the same thing to say I saw over and over again, it drove me crazy.

On the bright side I'm writing a short story that's nearly done. Sadly it's a short short story.


...So what has everyone been up to?

Okay so a few things going on.

1. I've been busy with video games. I know that's no excuse, but I don't need a quota of creativity. I'm not paid to entertain.

2. I deleted my myspace account on Saturday. I honestly couldn't think of a single reason to keep it. I even told everyone a week ahead that if they need me or want to contact me they had a week to do so. And no one did. Whoops, guess I don't care for myspace as much as they care for me.

3. I (sort of) started to write a new story. I'm not sure if I can finish it. I never get around to those sort of things. I'd have to be isolated for a week from most everything for me to get this at a pace I'd find myself acceptable. Maybe I can manage to do that? I'll take some time out and do that...

Also; my livejournal is easier to keep tabs on me.

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I update it more often then this at least.

  So I'm out of practice with writing pieces, and I have a creative writing class this year. I figure now's a good a time as any to start writing again. I'm gonna start writing things that come to mind and post them in my scraps. Unless I really feel like being humiliated, and then I'll submit them.

No guarantees on submissions though. I do title myself "Hack writer" for a reason.

  My 360 broke. I am not happy. I had many people I talked to on a near-daily basis on there. Most on Final Fantasy XI. Now I have a broken 360 and a 15 dollar-a-month subscription I can't access. I WANT TO PLAY IT MORE. I just got to level 45...

  I recall a time, years past, when I wore a loincloth and ventured outside of my cave to stone my dinner to death, hoping to the rock monolith that I would not be eaten by larger prey. At that time, I had a passion for writing on the discarded bones and skins of animals long since deceased. With my own blood I would create sonnets and beautiful prose the likes of which the world has not since witnessed. But alas! It is but a figment of my imagination of which I speak; there was no wonderful time where the world bore witness to my own body covered by mere strips of flesh!
  But soon, I shall begin my ritual once more. Again I will brandish my weapon of choice, and I will pour my soul over a work, and- By God I will finish it!

Translation: I'm going to start writing again very soon. My first goal is to finish Seven Days because the thoughts have been going around for a year now. Then I'm going to continue writing between school, work, and Final Fantasy.