Seriously I hate how much of an uphill battle trying to write even a lousy paragraph is lately. Well always been. But has been getting steadily worse over time. I'm not sure what to do about it anymore. There are times when I almost want to just give up on writing all together and dedicate my time to something else like art or piano playing or something else tat would be a cake walk compared to trying to craft a story.

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Starting tomorrow I work at Dickey’s BBQ Pit

Yeah I guess I spoke too soon regarding the possession to write bit. So I'm taking a break and actually going to spend my time reading The Aeronaut's Windlass and the Mistborn trilogy. Figure they might give me inspiration.

I can't explain it but I feel like I'm being possessed or something. But you know what? I'm not going to complain. I'm going to ride this streak and maybe get something done.

What I'm currently writing.

Wish me luck.

My costume for this year, which sadly I can't waltz around in with the prop knife.

Apparently I’m waking up at like 12 or1 and I see a bunch of flashing lights. I didn’t know what they were at first then I got up and saw they were a couple of fire trucks an ambulance and a sheriff’s car. I thought maybe the next door neighbor had a heart attack or something. Not long after that I get a call from my brother saying a vehicle accident occurred and a gas line was hit and that the sheriffs were going door to door evacuating people. So I stay up and wait for them to come to my

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As it turns out that job I got at the recycling plant was a trial run sort of a deal. However I can't complain; I got some work experience out of it and I got paid for my time. My new focus is to find a stable job, and I think I may have hooked on as a butcher. May have being the key words.

You read that right. I finally got a job. It's at the town recycling plant. It's not much, part time, only three days a week, but it's a start and I used to do this all the time whenever my dad brought me to work at the dump

Hey to all those who read my blog, I haven't posted in a while. Lot of stuff going on. Anyway, I'm kind of dabbling in art a little bit, see where this takes me you know?

To elaborate a little further, sometimes I have a hard time translating the thoughts in my head into words on paper, so I figure I might try my hand at drawing them out instead for a while.

Got some of my confidence back and to celebrate, I bring to you a parody song I wrote. This is a drinking song for a Griffon race I call the Varangar, a Viking and Spartan sort of mix warrior culture. This is my first go so I'd like some feed back on it.

UPDATE: Rewrote a few lyrics.

Based off of this:

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