As an update to my nonexistent readers:
I started dating my best friend. Been an amazing month-and-a-half. Understatement. My girlfriend is the sweetest, most amazing girl you will ever meet (if you ever meet her).
I've had a lot going on. This is not necessarily a bad thing, as I tend to slip into slothfulness otherwise.
It's finals week. I should be studying, but that's the last thing I want to do right now.
All I want to do is write. I want to create something. Anything. I just feel the flame of inspiration beginning to flicker in my soul, sparking up from the coals of my creative spirit's dormant fire.
I have two awesome cousins to thank for this rekindling. Along with the final four lines of Milton's Paradise Lost. Their due dates for their novel-in-a-year expirament are impending, and their blogs are reflecting this fire-stoking process.
Man. Almost Christmas. I'm sitting right next to the Christmas tree at my parent's house as I write this. Christmas trees always make me thankful. Dunno why. But this gratitude takes me by force and points my face towards everything I have, saying, "How could you ever say your life is worthless? Never forget love." The best reminder that I wish I didn't need.
Inspired by Paradise Lost's memorable close:
They looked upon Eden,
Wept, then smiled.
Mourning the loss of their lives,
And remembering the hope of their Saviour.
WOW. I frickin' love life, man. Jeez.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Been A While, Old Friend(s)
Posted by theglassorchard at 11:42 PM
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3 comments:
the moon is seriously exploding out my finger tips right now :)
it's easy to remember when I'm with you.
I know it wasn't necessarily your intention, but this blog post almost brought tears to my eyes - because of what you said about being inspired. Part of my goal, in this whole writing a book in a year thing, WAS to inspire people to do something great and big and crazy too. Even if this book never gets finished (which it will - in the next 25 days...), I will feel accomplished. You're the best.
Cousin, your writing always touches me, but this...I'm honored. Let's keep creating, friend. It's just one beautiful way we can reflect our maker. YOU inspire ME, too. Love you, bro.
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