and i would sing you a loud lullaby. when you hover aside and fall asleep. and when you drift in dreams... my loud lullaby will keep you awake.
Uhm.. I did promise updates aren't I? Well… consider this as me, begging you for an early apology. I sincerely do…
As you folks can read in my earlier post. I’ve been trying to keep the updates, but every single time I sat in front of my computer…
I got stuck.
I mean real stuck. As if all I can type was only [.] period.
What's the writing all about?
You see... I owe a couple of short stories to some of my friend from multiply; it was supposed to be an anthology project…. Then, I owe this very blog continuous updates... and I owe myself an essay on Neil Gaiman’s The Sandman series…
So? What's the case? How come I got stuck?
Well... not trying to pinpoint the exact cause to blame... But I do have a blur cliché type of a reason...
Maybe it was because the chaos inside my head was traveling down to my throat. Made me suffocating for a quite a while, and each time I thought it was over… it hit the gas and enjoying a pleasant ride down the chest. I never realize that somewhere within myself is a warm spot… because the chaos stayed there…
Oh yeah… at one hidden spot in this soul of mine. There is a hotel… and recently, it degrades it rates… It’s the year’s end holiday after all…
I tried to lure it out… The chaos… To shake it off, maybe swung the mood up with some music. From Vivaldi, Metallica, Wet Wet Wet, Ben King… I practically shuffled all the content on my mp3 collection. But it didn’t help much.
Try what? Radja?... Geez… Why don’t you, yourself, drag me to some only-historian-know-what age scene at France and lay my head under the guillotine? I'd gladly cut the rope myself...
Oh no… I bounce back pretty quickly in case something faulty happened in my life. But this time was quite… different.
Hmm… *tapping fingers on the desk*
Uhm… Ok…
Enough about me… I’ll figure something out. I don’t make a lot of promises, but I tend to keep them. There will be updates… Hopefully. But in case I failed… Well I did manage an early apology aren’t I? Hahahaha…
Oh, by the way... On a lighter note. It’s going to be a whole new year next Sunday… What’s your plan? Crashing with friends? Re-evaluating? Reform? Get drunk all night long, saying good bye to this year poignant memories? Planning to get a new job next year? Hehehe…
So... Anyway, I shall kindly bid you guys a “Happy New Year" … I am humbly wishing you all, a great year ahead…
Until the next updates.. It's me with the fading out spotlight... bidding you my warmest regards…
-Yani P. Kurniawan-
As you folks can read in my earlier post. I’ve been trying to keep the updates, but every single time I sat in front of my computer…
I got stuck.
I mean real stuck. As if all I can type was only [.] period.
What's the writing all about?
You see... I owe a couple of short stories to some of my friend from multiply; it was supposed to be an anthology project…. Then, I owe this very blog continuous updates... and I owe myself an essay on Neil Gaiman’s The Sandman series…
So? What's the case? How come I got stuck?
Well... not trying to pinpoint the exact cause to blame... But I do have a blur cliché type of a reason...
Maybe it was because the chaos inside my head was traveling down to my throat. Made me suffocating for a quite a while, and each time I thought it was over… it hit the gas and enjoying a pleasant ride down the chest. I never realize that somewhere within myself is a warm spot… because the chaos stayed there…
Oh yeah… at one hidden spot in this soul of mine. There is a hotel… and recently, it degrades it rates… It’s the year’s end holiday after all…
I tried to lure it out… The chaos… To shake it off, maybe swung the mood up with some music. From Vivaldi, Metallica, Wet Wet Wet, Ben King… I practically shuffled all the content on my mp3 collection. But it didn’t help much.
Try what? Radja?... Geez… Why don’t you, yourself, drag me to some only-historian-know-what age scene at France and lay my head under the guillotine? I'd gladly cut the rope myself...
Oh no… I bounce back pretty quickly in case something faulty happened in my life. But this time was quite… different.
Hmm… *tapping fingers on the desk*
Uhm… Ok…
Enough about me… I’ll figure something out. I don’t make a lot of promises, but I tend to keep them. There will be updates… Hopefully. But in case I failed… Well I did manage an early apology aren’t I? Hahahaha…
Oh, by the way... On a lighter note. It’s going to be a whole new year next Sunday… What’s your plan? Crashing with friends? Re-evaluating? Reform? Get drunk all night long, saying good bye to this year poignant memories? Planning to get a new job next year? Hehehe…
So... Anyway, I shall kindly bid you guys a “Happy New Year" … I am humbly wishing you all, a great year ahead…
Until the next updates.. It's me with the fading out spotlight... bidding you my warmest regards…
-Yani P. Kurniawan-
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