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Windmills Of Your Mind
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Hahli Husky
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Oct 16 2006
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BZP it looks like library library tips
Hope this doesn't stretch the page out. Oo
Tetsuo and Asaki. No, you won't be recognizing them from any manga and anime...they're mine. No stealing, or I'll steal your head. Just in time for Halloween, too.
Library Tip #3: Edit and rework your story, at least once or twice! Usually, it's not wise to post the first thing you've written up. Create your story in a word processor, such as Microsoft Word or even Notepad, if you can. Then save it, and set it aside for a day or two. Even though this can be really hard to do, especially if you're excited, don't return to it until 24 hours have passed! That way, when you do give it another look, the content will be fresh in your mind. Read it for grammar and spelling errors, and you might find yourself rewriting parts, also. Maybe you've rethought a place in the plot, or a better way to describe what a character is doing. Overall, if you seriously edit your story before posting it up, it will appeal to readers even more.
End tip.
Nothing has been going on as far as life. I'm just living, breathing, and drawing. Though today, Patch, Dad, and I spent about three hours on Starfox Assault. Basically whipping the fire out of each other. ^^ It was fun. And I helped in the 4-year-old class during church today. Those kids are insane. I got a headache, but still, they were all really cute! They ask the funniest things. They kept calling me certain kinds of fruit...naturally I argued back.
Little girl: *giggle* You're a banana!
HH: You're a kiwi!
Boy: Well, well, you are an apple.
HH: You're a pomegranate.
Kids: *laugh because they have no idea what a pomegranate is*
Lately, Josie (aka Senjo or Jo_Shmo, one the most clever and hilarious gals around) and I were discussing our last year in school, how busy everything was, and how suddenly we'd found ourselves beyond childhood's borders. Just those things 17 and 18-year-olds talk about. She sent me the lyrics to a song, Windmills of Your Mind. I really love it.
Round, like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel.
Never ending or beginning,
On an ever spinning wheel
Like a snowball down a mountain
Or a carnival balloon
Like a carousel that's turning
Running rings around the moon
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes on it's face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind
Like a tunnel that you follow
To a tunnel of it's own
Down a hollow to a cavern
Where the sun has never shone
Like a door that keeps revolving
In a half forgotten dream
Or the ripples from a pebble
Someone tosses in a stream.
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes on it's face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind
Keys that jingle in your pocket
Words that jangle your head
Why did summer go so quickly
Was it something that I said
Lovers walking along the shore,
Leave their footprints in the sand
Was the sound of distant drumming
Just the fingers of your hand
Pictures hanging in a hallway
And a fragment of this song
Half remembered names and faces
But to whom do they belong
When you knew that it was over
Were you suddenly aware
That the autumn leaves were turning
To the color of her hair.
Beautiful. *sigh*
Listening To: Hallelujah, Rufus Wainwright
Tetsuo and Asaki. No, you won't be recognizing them from any manga and anime...they're mine. No stealing, or I'll steal your head. Just in time for Halloween, too.
Library Tip #3: Edit and rework your story, at least once or twice! Usually, it's not wise to post the first thing you've written up. Create your story in a word processor, such as Microsoft Word or even Notepad, if you can. Then save it, and set it aside for a day or two. Even though this can be really hard to do, especially if you're excited, don't return to it until 24 hours have passed! That way, when you do give it another look, the content will be fresh in your mind. Read it for grammar and spelling errors, and you might find yourself rewriting parts, also. Maybe you've rethought a place in the plot, or a better way to describe what a character is doing. Overall, if you seriously edit your story before posting it up, it will appeal to readers even more.
End tip.
Nothing has been going on as far as life. I'm just living, breathing, and drawing. Though today, Patch, Dad, and I spent about three hours on Starfox Assault. Basically whipping the fire out of each other. ^^ It was fun. And I helped in the 4-year-old class during church today. Those kids are insane. I got a headache, but still, they were all really cute! They ask the funniest things. They kept calling me certain kinds of fruit...naturally I argued back.
Little girl: *giggle* You're a banana!
HH: You're a kiwi!
Boy: Well, well, you are an apple.
HH: You're a pomegranate.
Kids: *laugh because they have no idea what a pomegranate is*
Lately, Josie (aka Senjo or Jo_Shmo, one the most clever and hilarious gals around) and I were discussing our last year in school, how busy everything was, and how suddenly we'd found ourselves beyond childhood's borders. Just those things 17 and 18-year-olds talk about. She sent me the lyrics to a song, Windmills of Your Mind. I really love it.
Round, like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel.
Never ending or beginning,
On an ever spinning wheel
Like a snowball down a mountain
Or a carnival balloon
Like a carousel that's turning
Running rings around the moon
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes on it's face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind
Like a tunnel that you follow
To a tunnel of it's own
Down a hollow to a cavern
Where the sun has never shone
Like a door that keeps revolving
In a half forgotten dream
Or the ripples from a pebble
Someone tosses in a stream.
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes on it's face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind
Keys that jingle in your pocket
Words that jangle your head
Why did summer go so quickly
Was it something that I said
Lovers walking along the shore,
Leave their footprints in the sand
Was the sound of distant drumming
Just the fingers of your hand
Pictures hanging in a hallway
And a fragment of this song
Half remembered names and faces
But to whom do they belong
When you knew that it was over
Were you suddenly aware
That the autumn leaves were turning
To the color of her hair.
Beautiful. *sigh*
Listening To: Hallelujah, Rufus Wainwright
Yep. You (And your friend) rock.