What I’d like to think I looked when I sent in those work applications.
I no longer desire to work at my current place of employment. I have only been there since this April, and the urge to burn the place to the ground has exceedingly increased with every passing day. I must leave, and I will leave in the most scantily of fashions.
So I am now getting a little time for myself to work on a book I began back in the summer. I have come to terms that this particular project will be a tedious tasked, but the more time I take on it, the more love and patience will go into creating the story as a work of art. I am unsure where the story will go once it is completed. I am confident that it will probably misunderstood or unaccepted by most “literary” audiences of today. The time era that I have chosen grants me the freedom to take advantage of America’s naivety concerning ethics and psychology. The story will leave people in limbo rather than tying the story off with the bright red bow certain, concrete ending. I also wish to make the reader WORK for their information rather than spoon feed emotions, feelings, information, and ideas down their throat. It will be a heavy, dense book, but not one to put you to sleep.
As I stated… it will be a tedious task, but I find that when one attends to every aspect of a story, interweaving history and old knowledge with fictionalize characters, and the story is prepared with time, care, and patience, the story will tell itself to its audience in the end.
Ah there I go losing myself in my own description. Try not to understand. I beg of you. Only understand that work is being done.
(Uncertain if she will see this, but felt it was worth posting anyway for anyone’s amusement.)
I’ve been a fan of a model and artist (and former singer) for a few years now, and I know that she would most likely enjoy this.
Here you are, Eliza Gauger.
I have nine followers. At this point, this is a grand achievement. I understand my blog is neither cheery nor bright when it comes to its content (and I may be creating another blog so I can avoid this serious persona all of the time—to which I shall link it onto this one and still continue this one), but even for its simplicity I have the satisfaction that you all enjoy it. For that I applaud you. Much love to my nine and the many more than will come.
Because us freaks are glamorous, charming, and frankly more beautiful than the rest of society.
Daisy Earles has to be my second leading lady for inspirational actresses in my life.
Also, thank you Olivia (original poster on my wall, at least) for blogging this gif. Love it!