C.
Monday, October 29, 2007
THE TITLE IS: TELLING SOMEONE WAY
Still moving so after the end of this week I will hopefully be able to post more if my good friend Robbin will let me bug her to use her computer since we will not have internet for a short while still at our new place. Tomorrow the remaining junk comes over and then I spend a day cleaning up the old place. Have not been doing much reading, writing, or anything else but moving of late so I can't wait until we get fully into the new place.
C.
C.
Saturday, October 20, 2007
THE TITLE IS: EXCUTE ME BY MY NAME
He walked into the room and her smiles brought all the pain back,
He was dressed in the make up and masks she once gave to him,
She arose out of the casket with a set of mothers arms and a smack,
Son where have you been is all she had to say,
Nothing to give her lover back,
You there in your bookish ripped wings,
Why are things changing?
And what is it about all those rings?
Why am I here at all?
And who am I blaming?
Ok, stranger in the rain,
Things could just be plain,
Things maybe are just going along a road,
But I can not help that I’m not sold,
Sale this life to someone else for the price of all the pain,
You there interested in a slightly used soul?
The heart has been keep mostly between friends,
Though things in the mind tended to get out of control,
He walked out of the room with a sense of what was happening,
Naked as the space between his ears,
Shouting with anger about all that was happening,
Through his eyes you can only see all the years,
©SYSTEM*PRODUCTIONS
brian c. williams
He was dressed in the make up and masks she once gave to him,
She arose out of the casket with a set of mothers arms and a smack,
Son where have you been is all she had to say,
Nothing to give her lover back,
You there in your bookish ripped wings,
Why are things changing?
And what is it about all those rings?
Why am I here at all?
And who am I blaming?
Ok, stranger in the rain,
Things could just be plain,
Things maybe are just going along a road,
But I can not help that I’m not sold,
Sale this life to someone else for the price of all the pain,
You there interested in a slightly used soul?
The heart has been keep mostly between friends,
Though things in the mind tended to get out of control,
He walked out of the room with a sense of what was happening,
Naked as the space between his ears,
Shouting with anger about all that was happening,
Through his eyes you can only see all the years,
©SYSTEM*PRODUCTIONS
brian c. williams
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
THE TITLE IS: TIRED....but keeping watching
Still in the middle of moving and the new place will not have internet for at least a month so I will just leave you with some quick views into my mind of late:
You have been warned!
And warned again!!
To Holmes Regional Medical Center, fuck you, fuck you so much I hope I mispelled what your fucking walls are called. I hate hospitals. I have been in them most of my life and been treated like meat. I am not your meat of a meal to play with and neither are those I love. There are many kinds of patients and your lack of backbone when treating some of them is mind boggling.
Oh, and yes I know there is no logic in attacking the group for the actions of some within a group but What do I look like, A FUCKING VULCAN?
To the police, because you know something guys? While friends are struggling for life and family are worried out of their minds what color nail polish someone has on or what poems people have hanging on their walls or how much they are crying is not where your focus should be. There are times when a son needs a good slap upside the head in his growing up in life and it's about time this country gets one also to the fact that the reason why respect for police officers is dwindling is because police officers respect for cizitens common rights and humanity is dwindling. So fuck you.
To MC Assembly and Semipack. Thank you. Thank you so much for getting me one step closer to the man I was always supposed to be. I raise my glass and hope you rot in losing everything because not one person who was not a friend of mine will even talk to me from those places since I left. Wallow in your greed and your power and choke in a very lonely room.
My anger is not a price I pay for the steps I take in my life. My anger is my self inflicted joy to make sure I am awake for elections, awake for a medical system orgified in money, awake for a justice system that belives justice only comes in jail time or punishment, and awake to make sure the next time I'm put in or I put myself in a position where I have to choose between my honor and my job I never again think for a second that the two are even compariable.
Remember just because you do not know who you are it is no excuse for not being who you are,
C.
(c)SYSTEM*PRODUCTIONS
brian c. williams
You have been warned!
And warned again!!
To Holmes Regional Medical Center, fuck you, fuck you so much I hope I mispelled what your fucking walls are called. I hate hospitals. I have been in them most of my life and been treated like meat. I am not your meat of a meal to play with and neither are those I love. There are many kinds of patients and your lack of backbone when treating some of them is mind boggling.
Oh, and yes I know there is no logic in attacking the group for the actions of some within a group but What do I look like, A FUCKING VULCAN?
To the police, because you know something guys? While friends are struggling for life and family are worried out of their minds what color nail polish someone has on or what poems people have hanging on their walls or how much they are crying is not where your focus should be. There are times when a son needs a good slap upside the head in his growing up in life and it's about time this country gets one also to the fact that the reason why respect for police officers is dwindling is because police officers respect for cizitens common rights and humanity is dwindling. So fuck you.
To MC Assembly and Semipack. Thank you. Thank you so much for getting me one step closer to the man I was always supposed to be. I raise my glass and hope you rot in losing everything because not one person who was not a friend of mine will even talk to me from those places since I left. Wallow in your greed and your power and choke in a very lonely room.
My anger is not a price I pay for the steps I take in my life. My anger is my self inflicted joy to make sure I am awake for elections, awake for a medical system orgified in money, awake for a justice system that belives justice only comes in jail time or punishment, and awake to make sure the next time I'm put in or I put myself in a position where I have to choose between my honor and my job I never again think for a second that the two are even compariable.
Remember just because you do not know who you are it is no excuse for not being who you are,
C.
(c)SYSTEM*PRODUCTIONS
brian c. williams
Monday, October 15, 2007
THE TITLE IS: NO, THE WORLD DOES NOT NEED ANOTHER YOU!
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
THE TITLE IS: THE BRAIN DEAD WALK
Currently watching The Colbert Report.
I sleep late again today and I feel like shit and I know why I feel like shit; which is because I slept late again, which depresses me because I do not get as much done during the day as I would like to. My list for getting done today includes: Dishes, a load of laundry, packing some boxes, go through some shit to decide throw away or keep, and do some writing…blog not included in the writing category of getting done in the writing. I need to structure the work on my writing habits and all of my ways of living. When I have a job where I need to be structured to keep and exile at the job I do so and I do exile without speaking with a large ego. Now I just need to apply a lot of that into my home life which includes my writing. I have found that improving my life is a ongoing process and right now I maybe in the middle of another point where I need to fight to make sure my life changes for the better and not the worse.
Remember not knowing who you are is no excuse for not being who you are,
C.
As always if you have any comments you wish to make by e-mail you can contact me by:
hangofwednesday@gmail.com
If you wish for me to keep your name and information private please let me know so in the e-mail.
©SYSTEM*PRODUCTIONS
Brian C. Williams
I sleep late again today and I feel like shit and I know why I feel like shit; which is because I slept late again, which depresses me because I do not get as much done during the day as I would like to. My list for getting done today includes: Dishes, a load of laundry, packing some boxes, go through some shit to decide throw away or keep, and do some writing…blog not included in the writing category of getting done in the writing. I need to structure the work on my writing habits and all of my ways of living. When I have a job where I need to be structured to keep and exile at the job I do so and I do exile without speaking with a large ego. Now I just need to apply a lot of that into my home life which includes my writing. I have found that improving my life is a ongoing process and right now I maybe in the middle of another point where I need to fight to make sure my life changes for the better and not the worse.
Remember not knowing who you are is no excuse for not being who you are,
C.
As always if you have any comments you wish to make by e-mail you can contact me by:
hangofwednesday@gmail.com
If you wish for me to keep your name and information private please let me know so in the e-mail.
©SYSTEM*PRODUCTIONS
Brian C. Williams
THE TITLE IS: Q-PAIRED
While I was visiting a friend the other day at her apartment, which we will be living next door to soon, I was visiting her cats sitting in her closet looking through her box of Star Trek books when I found something interesting. I picked out one to read and I'm half way through it now. That book is Star Trek-The Next Generation: Q-Squared by Peter David. It's the first Star Trek book I have ever actually started reading.
Good thoughts out to Wave, Robin Bird, Touch and anyone else I know out there who maybe facing hard shit in their lives right now.
Well, that's about it for now. Just remember as always not knowing who you are is no excuse for not being who you are,
C.
Good thoughts out to Wave, Robin Bird, Touch and anyone else I know out there who maybe facing hard shit in their lives right now.
Well, that's about it for now. Just remember as always not knowing who you are is no excuse for not being who you are,
C.
Friday, October 5, 2007
THE TITLE IS: YES, HE IS A WRITER
Had a dinner of left over KFC gravey and home made biscuits. I did not post a picture of the ones I made this time. I did not want to scare anyone else way. Booked up some books today and most of my Doctor Who stuff and also typed up some materials in my huge stack of notebooks of books and story ideas.
This is the stack of words I need to put onto the computer because I really do not want to move all of this again. It contains three books, lots of scripts, and a fucking shit load of story ideas since I started being this hack writer I am.
This is my desk which never gets used because I usually write either while watching Tv on the couch or outside the apartment. The Tv on the desk is Mar's and when we move she will probably use the desk a Hell of a lot more than me. What you don't see is a huge bag of floppy disks, hard disks, and zip drives full of at least one other book and stories which I have no idea had to get at from the first computer I had to my time with my businese to just a few years ago.
Well, that's enough about me. Now go get offline and piss off some random people and make me proud.
Remember not knowing who you are is not excuse for not being who you are,
C.
(c)SYSTEM*PRODUCTIONS
brian c. williams
This is the stack of words I need to put onto the computer because I really do not want to move all of this again. It contains three books, lots of scripts, and a fucking shit load of story ideas since I started being this hack writer I am.
This is my desk which never gets used because I usually write either while watching Tv on the couch or outside the apartment. The Tv on the desk is Mar's and when we move she will probably use the desk a Hell of a lot more than me. What you don't see is a huge bag of floppy disks, hard disks, and zip drives full of at least one other book and stories which I have no idea had to get at from the first computer I had to my time with my businese to just a few years ago.
Well, that's enough about me. Now go get offline and piss off some random people and make me proud.
Remember not knowing who you are is not excuse for not being who you are,
C.
(c)SYSTEM*PRODUCTIONS
brian c. williams
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
THE TITLE IS: DUCK TAPE TO THE MAX!!!
This is what happens when I do breakfast for us, out comes mutated biscuits.
I guess we are moving. Can I shout out the word stress within here? STRESS!!! Thank you. I’m mostly stressed because I keep having thoughts that some how, something will go wrong and screw it up and it will be my fault. Robbin told me what my line of thinking was. It was something long, big words, and was in capital letters. I can‘t help it or actually remember what it was she said. I’m just always thinking about what could go wrong. Though some people have said that they do not see that in me but that probably just shows I’m good at hiding certain parts of my personality from those who are not part of my inner circle of friends.
And add to the above I just got off the phone with my mother and father. Do I even have to go further. Family help so much with stress…..does sarcasm come across here properly?
Watching, King Of The Hill while writing this. Just downed a few Nighttime PM’s. When I speak with either of my parents I tend to grind my teeth and since that is not a good thing when you have one tooth broken down below the gum line I think you see why I have a headache and needed something strong to take. And because I have no insurance for getting my tooth fixed, more less getting good pain killers for the pain I have to go with taking more than the recommended of something you can get near the Band-Aids. That really long sentence was all for you Robbin! : )
Currently reading- Doctor Who: The Feast Of The Drowned as my travel book and today I will be starting- The Blind Assassin by Margaret Atwood and- Blade Of The Immortal by Hiroaki Samura. I also need to check something out of the library for bedroom reading.
Speaking of books. I was at B&N the other day and saw that the next volume of 52 came in, Volume Three. Man, nothing more depressing that seeing things you really do not need but you want and knowing this thing you can live without and really don’t need is something you can not get because you do not have the money but you really really want it.
On my own writing front. Mar checked out- Writer’s Market from the library and I’m choosing a couple places to submit stories to. The other night I also came up with a good idea for a book to write with one of my best friends. Now if either of us could find matching times to do it. I wrote a chapter outline and put down several ideas for the book the other night…..fuck, Brian, get back to the projects you are working on….so I guess I’m off to do some writing before doing dishes and what ever else I need to do which I can’t think of right now because my head is killing me.
Remember not knowing who you are is no excuse for not being who you are,
C.
As always if you have any comments you wish to make by e-mail you can contact me by:
hangofwednesday@gmail.com
If you wish for me to keep your name and information private please let me know so in the e-mail.
©SYSTEM*PRODUCTIONS
Brian C. Williams
Tuesday, October 2, 2007
THE TITLE IS: LOST DOWN THE LINE OF A STICKER AND A BUMPY ROAD
Monday, October 1, 2007
THE TITLE IS: A SPECIAL EPISODE OF BEING FUCKED
Just finished- Angus, Thongs And Full-Frontal Snogging by Louise Rennison. I enjoyed this book and will coutinue reading the series. Very good bedside before going to sleep books. A youth book told in journal style which stands out from most of books in the field.
Currently writing as often as my brain and health allow me to. Really stressed at the moment but trying to find ways of distracting myself since that seems to be the only way I can deal with my stress. I don't get angry really, I don't do anything but go inside myself to deal. It's a extreme most seem to not understand. But I have no choice but to do what is not only best for myself but others.
C.
(c)SYSTEM*PRODUCTIONS
brian c. williams
Currently writing as often as my brain and health allow me to. Really stressed at the moment but trying to find ways of distracting myself since that seems to be the only way I can deal with my stress. I don't get angry really, I don't do anything but go inside myself to deal. It's a extreme most seem to not understand. But I have no choice but to do what is not only best for myself but others.
C.
(c)SYSTEM*PRODUCTIONS
brian c. williams
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