spiderpig: (food plz :: hei)
It's gut-wrenching, and I'm struggling to continue and finish this short story. I chose to write about something close to my heart - and my stomach - but both are lurching back and forth because of the sheer emotional baggage that this story holds. I'm trying to distance myself, trying to keep my hand moving but it's so hard. I'm trying to be a writer - but evidently it's going to take more than sheer will power. If I can't will myself to finish this and not self-edit myself, I can't ever improve.

It's not like therapy.
spiderpig: (it's a MYSTERY SOCK :: masi)
It is, being here and not here at the same time, existing in pockets of times and spaces where atoms do not cluster together to find themselves forced into form. But for she, she couldn't believe that this hand - fine hairs growing, like weeds, on pink flesh - was here and now, in front of her. What she saw, she did not want to believe, but simply had to. It was The Rule. No one questions why the sky is blue. They might ask, how is it blue - but they never ask why not green or hot-pink. Why blue?

So why was this hand, with its weedy-hairs, in front of her right now? She could not fathom any other reason other than the fact that it was there because she didn't stop it from being there. Not that she could stop it. She could have never stopped it. Probably, she thought. Yet it was certain that her hand, and herself still continued to wave to friends on the street, pick up a cool porcelain spoon to savour her mother's lotus-root soup, to hold his hand, because she had simply decided that she wouldn't stop existing.





Random (but lovely!) video of the day!:

spiderpig: (benkyo shimasu)
こぼされたキャンバス


そして動く she�fs彼女の腕混乱させた動き-ただ具体的な、砕けるアスベストスの彼女の寒冷な環境を渡って強打する。 汚れる彼女の視野。 彼女は目彼女の前の虹の不審な塊を着色する神秘的な形を作成している。

彼女は停止する。 そして秒およびすべてのためのきらめきは、ちょうど標準的な灰色に戻ってある。

conglomerations はちの巣のように彼女に現われなさい。 彼女の呼吸はこれらの冷たい城砦に対してエコーそのただのぶんぶん言う音である。 彼女は彼らの睡眠でもがいている人間ウジのように感じ、聞くことができる。 無価値朝の5時でありではない。 毛布の葉で包まれて、彼らは眠る。 外で、滑り込む風邪で、彼女は彼女の次の移動に震え、熟考する。

彼女はない風邪が堪えがたいので動くことができない。 骨にまっすぐにかむのは風邪、中から来、彼女の小さい体だけを通って循環する1つである。 彼女は彼女が行くためにどこも持っているので動くことができない。 彼女は、感じのすべて走って、マイルマイル。 彼女が解放をどこかに見つける感じ、およびいつかすぐに。

しかし恋人が互いに言うその"永遠”のようすぐにである。 あなたのための�gMy愛は永久に彼らが言う�hであるが、永久に週だけ、月、それらへの年である。 決して消えないこと憧れ渡ることを来る役に立たない希望でありのは何かにしがみつく(しかしそれにもかかわらず希望)。 永久に、すぐに、一時的がある。

現時点の彼女の時間は余りに、一時的である。

今度は渡ることを来、次の時はこそこそする機微と着く。


Now before you go "wow her Japanese is really good", I was just fiddling around with Microsoft Word's translation function. It seems, to be be fairly accurate as much as my language skills tell me. Style was obviously not carried over. These computerized things ahah.
spiderpig: (fangirls~ "haaaruuuhiiii~")

Dear Ms Tan,

I am delighted to inform you that your entry, On Throwing Out Strawberry Shortcake, has been chosen as third place in the Open Category of the Inspire '07 National Writing Competition! On behalf of the Inspire team, I would like to extend to you my warmest congratulations.

The judge for the Open Category, Ms Hoh Poh Fun, has complimented the work of the Open Category as innovative and richly imaginative. However, before publication of the final manuscript and the final public release of results, she would like to invite the authors of the winning Open Category prose pieces to edit their work and to tighten the structure of their writing.


!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


I am a little :< over the fact that it isn't 1st place but like whut the hell! I got 3rd in the Open Category! So that's GOOD ENOUGH FOR NOW.

OH SNAP!

I just realized that my height and weight will be taken during the medical checkup! I NEED TO STARVE MYSELF FOR THE NEXT FEW DAYS!!!!!

I desperately hope that Urban Outfitters will come to Singapore soon.

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