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| Topic Started: May 24 2009, 06:19 AM (562 Views) | |
| The Big Salad | Jun 20 2009, 09:12 PM Post #41 |
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Tomatoes like volleyballs.
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i dropped my belongings and married the sea the cool misty bitch was always good to me the wind in my sails, martini in my hand if i never see land again, i couldn't give a damn two weeks on the water it's my destiny but i think the misty bitch is cheating on me the waves have gotten rougher and the sky pitch black i took a deep breath because there's no turning back i laugh into the riptide, the water needs to be fed the cold misty bitch clearly wants me dead about that time i hear my conscience getting bolder "red rover, red rover, captain we're going over." capsized and conquered floating free in the water with nothing left to do i started thinking of my father alone and thrown, with no land in sight the fins circling means i won't make it through the night Edited by The Big Salad, Jun 20 2009, 09:21 PM.
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| Ectopants | Jun 29 2009, 05:43 PM Post #42 |
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Handsome Devil
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I like the imagery in this one: riptide, sea, water, etc. but I don't see words or phrases like 'misty bitch' being in romanticized writing, sorry. Although I don't think this one is supposed to be as emotional/personal as the others. Sorry for the late response as well. D: |
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| The Big Salad | Jun 30 2009, 04:01 AM Post #43 |
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Tomatoes like volleyballs.
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it's okay, and they definitely belonged in a separate topic, perhaps "silly time writing" but i didn't want to flood this peaceful board. and since i've got a buzz and nothing else to do but listen to ron and fez replay in VLC player, I will sift through this cabinet file for whipperwill pix.
Edited by The Big Salad, Jun 30 2009, 04:02 AM.
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| The Big Salad | Jul 1 2009, 10:21 PM Post #44 |
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Tomatoes like volleyballs.
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I woke up with a pen in my ass a piece of sketch paper crumpled up beside me with this scrawled across it, so either I wrote this down right before I fell asleep or I woke up from a dream, wrote it, and went back to sleep. Either way I don't fully remember doing it. The way it's written makes me think I was just trying to re-write one passage until I liked the way it sounded, not intending it to be a three part thing. Come on baby Save me Maybe you're all I need tonight I don't know for sure But we'll see If you'll just come with me tonight Come on baby Save me I haven't felt like myself lately Whether that's good or bad I cannot tell But with you around I feel plucked out of hell Come on baby Save me You're all that I need tonight I know for sure So come with me And dance until dawn's day light Edited by The Big Salad, Jul 1 2009, 10:22 PM.
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| Ectopants | Jul 1 2009, 10:32 PM Post #45 |
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Handsome Devil
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Maybe you wrote it in your sleep. I think it works well and it would sound good as lyrics with the whole three part thing. |
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| The Big Salad | Jul 1 2009, 11:21 PM Post #46 |
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Tomatoes like volleyballs.
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I'm going to sleep on paper and pen tonight and see if i write in my sleep. |
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| The Big Salad | Jul 20 2009, 12:26 AM Post #47 |
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Tomatoes like volleyballs.
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After finishing House of Leaves I almost feel empowered. It wasn't conventional, and it showed me that you don't have to write in a conventional manner to weave an engaging story. Forget these splintered writings and fragments of a foundation upon which I planned to re-write and cross out and edit until my heart bled from dissatisfaction with my own work. I have something inside of me that needs out. Nothing malicious or dangerous. I've always felt I was a musician without an instrument. I wrote songs, poems, sonnets... everything in an attempt to lend some more personality and maybe a deeper meaning to my friend's endless soundtrack spilling out of their Peavey stacks. What I soon realized is that I didn't need to write something to give meaning to my friend's work, but I needed to do something more selfish. I need to write something to validate my existence. I'm not an author, hell I can't even freewheel without spell check for too long, but I have enough for one in me, I really believe. One big one to remember me by. |
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| Ectopants | Jul 20 2009, 03:02 AM Post #48 |
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Handsome Devil
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Yeah man Do it |
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