http://isbw.murlafferty.com/ - “I Should Be Writing”, a blog dedicated to those who aspire to be fiction writers but don’t necessarily have that motivation or courage to go ahead with it.
http://www.nanowrimo.org/ - An online organisation that holds a writing month whereby from the 1st to 30th of November get people to write 50,000 words (or more) of fiction. Designed to get people writing freely to a time limit if they keep putting off writing a story. It’s taken very seriously with some people and for others it’s just a bit of fun. There are hundreds of stories that are written with NaNoWriMO that have been published.
http://www.creepypasta.com/ - A place where anyone can write a short or long fictitious story designed to be creepy or scary. There are different categories to explore as well as some of the links on their site. Each story can be commented on and rated.
So yeah, that’s as far as I’ve gotten. Feel free to comment if you’ve got any ‘underground’ websites that are particularly interesting.
Currently listening to: - Madrigal Meridian by Tangerine Dream from the album Cyclone
Here have this random picture of Dennis Waterman!
Hurr Durr
Update:
Started Upper Sixth
Raided my father’s collection of reel to reel recordings
Made CD’s for the car
Birthday
Started reading Kenneth Williams Diaries as well as Lord John and a Private Matter (Diana Gabaldon)
Had Halloween
Closing in on Christmas
School work doesn’t seem to stop
The End
Anyway, my books eh? Yea, let’s discuss them cause I’m bored. “Bored I say? I thought you had school work to be getting on with?” Well, yes I suppose I do but it is Friday night so give me a break and I’m quite tired so it’s fine in my books to be bored. Never mind.
Kenneth Williams diaries are intriguing, yet a tad boring at the beginning, yet a sense of foreboding. He continues on each page about how he wants to die and the best way of doing it and somehow about 40 years previous to his death, it’s sort of all laid out or else he’s talked about it so much that it will actually happen. It’s diaries, but they have a sense of being a novel due to the sense of foreboding.
Life it seems, is just like a book, or a book is just like a life. Whenever I write I always think whether the things I write down may have a later effect. Do we unconsciously carry out what we jokily pretend to do or say? I heard a while back that whatever we say, there is always an element of truth. Even though someone would over exaggerate by saying they will kill someone just because the person did something wrong without knowing it such as forgetting something; is it really true that they could possibly have the capability of killing that person? Ok, so I might have used an example that is quite off topic but I hoping you understand what I mean.
Anyway, the diaries always details how Williams is the best performer that night or if another performer did something absolutely dreadful. If he had a bad night, he would usually say in his diary how he’d wish to die right there and then. Again, if you look at his life from start to finish, it seems that it’s like a circle and it’s also sad that a small piece about ‘wishing to die’ seemed so haunting that in the end he just might have accidently taken an overdose, or did it on purpose. We still don’t know.
But my theory right now? Well I think he was in so much pain that he thought, “Ok, I’m just going to take a lot of painkillers because I’m fed up with it. If I die, I die, but at least I won’t be in any more pain.” I believe he took them without the intention to commit suicide but then wasn’t bothered if he did die cause he was in so much pain.
My theory could change by the time I finish the book and that might take some time, because first of all, I’m a slow reader, the book is gigantic and I’m reading another book as well.
My reason for reading the book is because I’m interested in the man, and I know he lead such a strange and sometimes troublesome life and also because he carried on writing diaries for most of his life, writing not all, but the more interesting details. I hoped it would inspire me to carry on writing in my Moleskine because I know I’d like my descendants to read what life was like in such a such years and read the details of my life; hopefully after I’m gone so they can’t ask me endless questions on why I did such and such and why I made those decisions. Alas I’m unsure now but maybe, just maybe I may find that spark I once had last year to carry on. It’s the same with everything else I do. (See previous posts)
Yes, this post was meant to be short and sweet but turned out to be much longer than I intended. Frankly, that’s the story of my life.
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