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Writers and Relationships

Tue Jan 12, 2010, 11:19 PM
"This is why writers rarely make it far in love; we spend our time having sex with words, remembering moments better as we wrote them than we do as we lived them. We spend our break-ups in tragic sentimentality, inspired to write out of bitterness and neglect, motivated by self-loathing and an unforgiving ego."

`GeneratingHype

I didn't know him, but now I wish I had.

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Writing To-Do List


Long Term
-Hidden Within
-Caged
-Morning


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:bulletgreen: 2/8/2006. RIP, Derek Vladmir Ishkranoff. :bulletgreen:
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  • Interests: writing, dungeons and dragons, drawing, acting
  • Favourite movie: Mirrormask, 1776
  • Favourite photographer: Harry Benson
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  • Favourite cartoon character: Simba, Balto, Ichimaru Gin
  • Personal Quote: "This, too, shall pass."
  • Tools of the Trade: Imagination.

Comments


:iconchasingsirens:
HAY 8D

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Oceans of angels, Oceans of stars,
Down by the sea is where you drown your scars...
:iconactoratheart:
Hey there! 8DDDDD

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Life is drawing without an eraser.
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Guess who is taking Creative Writing as a 2nd minor???? :D

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What do I see? I see time as it affects all things. Human flesh whithers and dies before my eyes. Flowers bloom, only to fade. Trees drop green leaves, never to regain them. In my sight, it is always winter, always night. ~ Raistlin Majere
:iconactoratheart:
Heyyyyy good luck with that 8D; What track do you want to do? Fiction?

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Life is drawing without an eraser.
:iconinacardboardbox:
Yeah...

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What do I see? I see time as it affects all things. Human flesh whithers and dies before my eyes. Flowers bloom, only to fade. Trees drop green leaves, never to regain them. In my sight, it is always winter, always night. ~ Raistlin Majere
:iconactoratheart:
Just to warn you, the professor's... hm. How do I say this nicely. I took Fiction 1 with him and he and I didn't get along to the point that I'm only finishing the minor because Nonfiction 1-3 was required for my major. >3>

But not everyone I know hated him, so I'd say give it a shot. Just don't submit fantasy. >>;

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Life is drawing without an eraser.
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TITS.
Well fuck that shit then. Joanna just had to deal with that BS in regular college, I fucking refuse to pay to be insulted and treated like shit because I don't see eye to eye on genres. Nor will I pay to be subjected to whatever disgusting pseudo-highbrow philosophy he thinks he subscribes to that fantasy is somehow beneath his 'great talents'.

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What do I see? I see time as it affects all things. Human flesh whithers and dies before my eyes. Flowers bloom, only to fade. Trees drop green leaves, never to regain them. In my sight, it is always winter, always night. ~ Raistlin Majere

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