Excitement abounds I almost can’t wait Relax, I don’t want your baby I already ate Though I do tend to generally kill Kill things that don’t fight back I see this village What does it hold? What shall I butcher them with Fire or cold? Running from me sure you’d think ‘He’s a pathological bloodthirsty homicidal maniac!’ I’d kill kittens and puppies and bunnies I’d maim toddlers and teens and then more You see a wife? I see a widow But what then? Can’t you see? I’d kill four! I want to incinerate and decapitate I want to melt Want to melt some faces Watching the peasants…what do they call it? Ahh…grieve! I suppose that being undead there’s not much to life A soul is needed for loving…feeling… How does this all not make me…what’s that word again? Heave! You’ve nowhere to hide Nowhere to run Your village will burn like the heart of the sun! With infinite glee It’s going to be me That slaughters the world! How could I glare into these eyes And then not stab them? How could I stare at their loss And then not laugh? I’d cut him in half Then I’d graft His head back onto his shoulders Or after I’d lop it I’d make a puppet On top of a staff! I am a lord that is sometimes bored Have some urges and need to fulfill them After my mayhem I simply don’t…what’s the word? Care! The stench in the air The smell of the gore The carnage far greater than any war My legacy Death becomes…me! I’ll slaughter the world
My 2 cents –
okay I am in a silly mood. this is one of two great parody songs that the looking for group comic guys put together with an animated video for. I love them both.
This is my work in progress list… and how I keep track of my word count.
This week is an odd one. You will probably notice that the numbers have changed very little. That is because the writing was not something that I would list.
I wrote a new children’s book.
I wrote the outline for a story that I plan on writing soon but I didn’t actually write anything in the story yet.
I wrote stuff in emails for various reasons that kept my brain busy and away from my more creative adventures.
I wrote in my personal journal that is labeled as word vomit and will hopefully not see sunlight ever.
As you can see, none of them would end up on the list. The first one is completely written. this list is works in progress. the second one is only an idea at this point and not even started as far as I am concerned. the third is not creative at all. and the fourth is clearing the trash so I can write.
Some weeks are like this for me. These are the ones where I do more art or crafting because my brain has decided to be difficult when I try to write.
On the craft side…we decided to move my studio into the house to give me access to electricity and more space. This week I spent quite some time sorting and organizing the new craft room. My son moved everything inside for me (except for one table which we need to make space for first) And I have been sorting through and cleaning up my supplies. I will try to take pictures and post it when I get it done. Unfortunately, I have overdone. Which is frustrating and painful.
During delicate negotiations with an aggressive race called the Sindareen, Deanna Troi mysteriously falls ill and dies, and Commander Riker sets out on a journey across time to bring her back to life.
My Thoughts
the problem with trying to do book reviews is I have always been a voracious reader. And while I have met books I didn’t care for those too can make reviews. this book felt like I was revisiting old friends as it was several years after watching the show discovered it. If you enjoyed sttng I recommend this book. the characters were on point. and it feels like it fills in Deanna and rikers story.
This is my work in progress list… and how I keep track of my word count.
I know I wrote… but I can’t actually tell you how much I got done. This week was chaos. my birthday was fun and full of shenanigans. (no I will not be exposing them to the world) Those who need to know will … lol
I realized something though. I have forgotten the word for the year. I was supposed to be giving myself GRACE. What that means is though I have goals for the day I need to look at any writing and say I did good… I wrote something. no matter what.
