I’m off to Wales for the weekend, so forgive me if I’m a little absent from Mibba. If the hotel has wifi, which it probably won’t, as it was a last-minute booking, I’ll check up on you guys at night. Especially you, Samwise Gamgee. Haha, you heard me ;)
We’re packing in the morning, early, and my Dad’s just told me to turn the laptop off. I’m trying to type soft and slow, so he won’t hear. My Ipod needs charging, and I wanted to post a journal, just in case I can’t get on Mibba for the next 60 hours.
Yes, I owe people comments. I shall fulfill my duty, as a Mibbian, once I return. It’s terribly difficult reading on that contraption, often mistaken for a phone. I love it, though :D
I owe a one-shot, I know. I also need to update a few stories, and post my new one, which, at this moment, is nameless. I only have a summary, so far:
It was the way her mouth moved as she smiled. It was the way her hair illuminated the faces of bleak laborers, of a morning. It was the way her eyes dominated the hearts of those around her, their vision simply her. The rim of her dress flirting with men’s imagination, the price of her clothes causing glares to ponder on the faces of women. She adored the allure of French boutiques, and the taste of Italian cocktails. She longed for the scent and touch of a radiant face, yet withheld the wallets of senior men. She cursed the glistening diamond upon her finger, but could never ignore it for a night of passion; she simply loved money too much.
I’m pretty excited for it, but at the moment, I feel inspired to write something completely and utterly different. I’ve noticed that I tend to enjoy, and update more regularly, my co-writes. The tiny little cogs in my mind are rotating, squeaking as they do. The rust causes my being ditsy, mkay?
I’m wondering, how interesting a war co-write may be. I’ve been inspired.
“Inspired, you say. How, old chap?” I hear you say, or I would if we were making 20th century smalltalk. Anyway, regardless or weather or not a monocle is resting on your right brow, I shall tell you.
I’ve just finished watching Atonement. If you’ve never seen it, I suggest you buy it, because it’s magnificent. One of the best movies I’ve seen. Ever. I seem to be indulging myself in brilliant films, lately. My face is covered in tears, still, my eyes feel sore, and certain scenes are playing in my mind. Constantly. Over and over. This is how it may be for a few days, at least. I get way too emotionally attached to movies, and their characters. The fact that James McAvoy and Kiera Knightley play the main roles just makes it so much worse. Two of my favourite actors, in one of my now favourite movies. Heartbreaking. Truly. Gah, I can’t describe excellence. How can one put words to excellence? Excellence is barely worthy of excellence. I hope I’m making sense, here xD
That’s what inspired me. So, I’m considering it. Deeply. I have pretty much the whole weekend to, and if I decide, then I’ll start my man-hunt for a co-author :DShout-outs!Mat Devine - Roxy, always a pleasure. You’re such a charming young lady, and I love speaking to you on an almost daily basis. Your messages are always so interesting, I find myself waiting for a reply with itchy fingers. Sometimes, I have no life. Anyway, I love you xD
EDIT: Silky - I love this woman. She's a lovely girl, and an amazing co-author. She has to be, she puts up with me. I've known her for a while now, and I'm so glad I met her, along with many others. I'm so sorry if this one's a little lacking, I'm sh*t scared of being caught this time of night. Anyway, we haven't spoken in ages, hence my ditsy memory. Get your monitor over to my comments page, now, darling! xD
brookie - You’re awesome, and brooke. ‘nuff said.
Samwise - GAH WOMAN I LOVE YOU!
Ahem, I mean, my dear Sam, what more could any mere Shireling ask for? You wash my hairy feet, trim the hedges whenever they need to be (OMG I MEANT IN THE GARDEN, YOU PERVERT! :D), let me keep my pretty jewelery, and have saved my life about a billion times. When we get married, I’m going to buy you the biggest pot of PO-TAT-OES, for you to boil, mash, and stick in a stew.
Hehe, you’re always on call. Hilarious and sunny personality, a bit bonkers, but that’s even better. Intelligent, mature, childish, darling, spectacular Frodo<3
Mibba, you’re amazing. I’ve met so many lovely - and excellent - people here. Talented, beautiful, funny, kind people. There are some stories that I adore, too. This community, there are no words. I wish I had the intelligence to think of some but I can only offer “excellent”. I love you, Mibba.
I’m feeling too gushy. Damn the movies, I love them too much.
I’m off, now, but please, if I can’t connect to the Internet, have a lovely weekend!
(By the way, Roxy, I’m sorry for not commenting on my story yet. I would now, but I’m switching to my phone once this is posted. I’ll reply to your E-mail when I get back, too. I’m so sorry for the delay.)Au revoir for now, my sweet Mibbians!
P.S. A James McAvoy one-shot would be amazing xD
I probably won't be on for a while (I love you guys, and everything else I want to say<3)
August 13th, 2010 at 02:15am