Someone asked me in a vague way about inspiration and why I chose the genre I did…
I don’t think I chose it.
let me explain. I write what is comfortable. For me that often is prose with a poetic bent. I am by my nature Goth and pagan… energy that follows me in my work. I am a gamer. that also follows me into my work. I am a parent. again it follows me. I think it’s just something we write what we know.
That is why you can’t write the same story I can. Even if you write the same topic. your life experience and your voice is going to be drastically different from mine.
So write it, that story buried in the back of your head…. I promise it is something that no one else has done.
So lately, been wondering Who will be there to take my place When I’m gone you’ll need love to light the shadows on your face If a great wave shall fall and fall upon us all Then between the sand and stone, could you make it on your own
If I could, then I would I’ll go wherever you will go Way up high or down low, I’ll go wherever you will go
And maybe, I’ll find out A way to make it back someday To watch you, to guide you through the darkest of your days If a great wave shall fall and fall upon us all Then I hope there’s someone out there who can bring me back to you
If I could, then I would I’ll go wherever you will go Way up high or down low, I’ll go wherever you will go
Run away with my heart Run away with my hope Run away with my love
I know now, just quite how My life and love might still go on In your heart, in your mind, I’ll stay with you for all of time
If I could, then I would I’ll go wherever you will go Way up high or down low, I’ll go wherever you will go
If I could turn back time, I’ll go wherever you will go If I could make you mine, I’ll go wherever you will go I’ll go wherever you will go
My 2 Cents –
Question. if you had to choose the top ten most fitting songs for your relationship would you be able to do it? and would it change as time went on? everyone I have ever been with has a song in my mind… even those who I don’t per ce love. i associate them unconsciously. I have been with Joe for 28 years, and so very many songs have found themselves fitting moments that I can’t limit him to a single one anymore. I will never marry him, but I don’t know how he is ever going to be anything I can label either.
Back in the early oughts I was so into Ultima Online that I learned how to code in C# just to be able to make a server to play with.
My friend group, though small, have a small selection of games that we cycle through that are multi player. This includes Conan Exiles, 7 days to die, Green Hell, project Zomboid, palworld, valheim, raft, subsistence, Stardew valley, and red dead redemption 2 online.
Of the ones that I listed… Palworld is the newest one and the one that I am most likely to be on a solo run with.
I used to love 7 days… the developers really ruined it. It looks great but they keep taking the game and wiping their backsides with it then when the fans try to make suggestions they are asinine to them. It makes it less fun.
Project Zomboid is complicated. 3rd person view and I keep dying.
Raft is fun. but I don’t like having the shark attacks on.
Conan Exiles rocks. Over all good multi player game.
Valheim… I don’t like the building mechanics in this game.
Green Hell is better now. The first time we tried to do multi player there was invisible natives and I kept dying.
Stardew valley is Farmville on crack. Lol
Rdr 2 I am struggling with this one. Not good at stealth. Not good at shooting.
Palworld is basically a pokemon clone with a better story.
She never mentions the word “addiction” In certain company Yes, she’ll tell you she’s an orphan After you meet her family She paints her eyes as black as night now Pulls those shades down tight Yeah, she gives a smile when the pain come The pain gonna make everything alright Says she talks to angels They call her out by her name Oh yeah, she talks to angels Says they call her out by her name She keeps a lock of hair in her pocket She wears a cross around her neck Yes, the hair is from a little boy And the cross is someone she has not met, not yet Says she talks to angels Says they all know her name Oh yeah, she talks to angels Says they call her out by her name She don’t know no lover None that I ever seen Yeah, to her that ain’t nothin’ But to me, it means Means everything She paints her eyes as black as night now She pulls those shades down tight Oh yeah, there’s a smile when the pain comes The pain gonna make everything alright, alright She talks to angels Says they call her out by her name Oh, yeah, angels Call her out by her name Oh, angels They call her out by her name Oh, she talks to angels They call her out, yeah, yeah Call her out Don’t you know that they Call her out by her name?
My 2 Cents –
There is something I can’t help but find poetic about this song. It has been something that I have been unable to explain why I like it…but it also has been one that sings my own name.
I finally have a rhythm on here. I am hoping if I add slowly I can get patreon on the regular posting thing. I cut it back to a single tier…Just $1 a month. For that You would have access to stories by Serena, occasional poetry and art by me. But I am planning only one post there a week for now. if I see myself capable that may change.
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