PLEASE MARK ON HANDS...WORTHLESS

Now when it comes to me having no clue on something or being just a little brain dead on particular subject matter I am the person you laugh at as you drive by as he sits in the middle of the road trying to get his truck started with emergency flashers flashing. Now pointing fingers is just rude when it comes to most situations but with mine it fits but the reason…well the reason is I think I spent a good deal of the trip into work this morning starting and restarting my truck because I maybe out of gas. I’m turning into my mom for Gods sake.
Now I know nothing about vehicles. Ask someone who knows me and they will tell you this. Garages get all happy in the pants as someone people I know like to say when they see me pulling in or my truck being towed in. I know more about thermo physics than I do about my own truck. Though if vehicle science to make it sound sassier was featured in more science fiction then I may have learned more about it. Geek to the core is where I‘m at.
But where I was this morning was more in a state of banging my head against the steering wheel thinking, “What now.” What I was actually screaming was, “FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! DOUBLE FUCK!!” Just for those who need all the facts that moment in time.
So is my truck now sitting in my day jobs parking lot out of gas? Have no idea. That or my battery is shot. Hard to tell really with my truck because it never runs that good to begin with. But if its more than me just being a dumb ass which I am comfortable and use to that skin, after I just put 578dollars into getting my truck fixed and it has to go right back into the shop? Then I’m going to grab a bullhorn and start shouting in a crowded room myself.

Speaking of people with bullhorns….No, I had enough of conspiracy people when I use to visit relatives in Texas….Not really in mood so disregard this little bit here.

And on a finishing note that should shine like the sun. An end note that should begin every thought I have. Marlena I love you. I am not always sure of my sanity. I’m certainly not always sure my brain still functions. But I am sure of how much joy and warmth you have brought into my life. I am sure of the love I feel for you and that I will stand by you as long as you wish for me to be there.

Written from the pay the rent job,
C.

PLEASE MARK ON HANDS...WORTHLESS

THE DREAM THAT BURNS

THE DREAM THAT BURNS

I say I'm a dreaming and he said I'm not the only one,
I'm locked into a dream that seems to do nothing but burn,
I once said I will be the man I am until the day I die,
Until the day I die I continue to fail to learn,
But I swim around inside of my skin screaming a lie,
Pieces of me are bubbling from my veins,
Parts of me lost to the north winds,
Caught up with the shifting grains falling from my hands,
Who wins,
Who wins,

I know the mistakes I make every day and you are first up to push me in that special way,
Again and again when I laugh you frown,
I live in space and you walk down the streets of this town,
Again and again when I win its measured up to your pain,
Who wins,

I know how tight I hold your heart to my soul,
I know nothing about that hole that grows within your head,
My touches of ripped away nights hurt,
I will be here for you forever but it burns,
It burns,
It burns,
Who wins a war already burning high,

Nothing worth fighting for even appears to be easy,
Who wins,
Your sins,
Who wins,
Nothing worth fighting for even appears to be easy,
Who wins these battles anyway,
No one,
No one,

©Brian c. Williams
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THE DREAM THAT BURNS

I NEED A PEPSI OR I THINK SOON I MAY DIE

There should be a crime about putting someone’s high school picture online. See if you can spot me. I hated high school and very few of the people from that time do I think about. Unless it is thoughts worth pounds of hate.
Funny though. Can’t find anything about my college years…did I imagine those years? No wonder I don’t know shit.

Not in a news sort of mood today. Basically ignoring the rest of the world. I tend to do that sometimes when the pay the rent job is being really frustrating. It’s not being frustrating in the someone is doing something or being mistreated sort of way but just a in general sort of I would rather be at home watching X DVDs sort of way.

Still working on the novella or is it a short story? Can a short story have chapters? I thought about asking that over at Neil Gaiman’s website but for a writer you look up to in a lot of ways that would be sort of a strange question to ask since I have never sent a question to his site before. Well, Hell, I’m going to do it anyways. He’ll probably be reading it somewhere in some hotel or meeting for some film project and say to himself, “Chapters? In a short story?”

Wait, I can’t find a e-mail address on his site. Off exploring Neil Gaiman.com I go. This should be fun. I will keep you updated.

Now they have a site comments e-mail address but it does not say anything about questions for Neil. I could probably just go to the FAQ section of the site and find what I need but where is the fun in that.

The front page. I’m still awaiting the paperback of Fragile Things before I pick it up. I just have a love for paperbacks except for when it comes to graphic novels. I like hardbacks for those because they help protect the artwork. So that is that. This might take a while. I want to listen to some of these audio interviews and such from the book tour.

This audio I think was the best though it is actually video but audio to me since I was working while listening to it.

I went through everything and finally came to find the place to send questions to Neil in the FAQ.

That was fun and good to know someone else does not like outlines.

Written at the pay the rent job,
C.

I NEED A PEPSI OR I THINK SOON I MAY DIE

WRITINGS FROM THE NEAR PAST

I almost forgot about this. Go here A peice I wrote for the Brevard NOW website a while back.
C.

WRITINGS FROM THE NEAR PAST

2 SHOWERS WITHIN 24 HOURS...I'M ON A ROLL

A I‘m guilty pleasure is coming back for another season. The show is has better writing than most other shows on television. The character designs, color palette, and quick story pace make it one of the best animated shows on U.S. Television.

Nope. Not going to comment but to say. Someone died. That’s always sad but not anymore than any other person in the obits.

I think my short story is heading into some strange YA, metaphysical, small town acid trip and it has me wondering about it and what may happen at the end. The fact that for some reason I can not get out of writing it in first person, I usually start a story in first person but then change it after the first chapter…I just don’t know. This may just turn out interesting. Oh, and it is no longer a short story. Looks to be dancing around novella territory right now.

See next stage we get Beam Me Up Scotty! I read this with Robin Bird in mind. She could probably tell me if I’m off base or not. Am I?

I tend to get very angry when seeing or hearing of babies being sick. Very angry at God.

I am glade they are doing this. I was so pissed that the only ways to get the special features was by getting the mega set after I had already bought almost all of the plain just episode season sets. MASH has always been one of my favorite television shows and one of the best in history.

Written at the pay the rent job,
C.

2 SHOWERS WITHIN 24 HOURS...I'M ON A ROLL

ONCE AGAIN... LET THERE BE LIGHT!

Started a new short story tonight. Have no clue where it is going but so far I am enjoying the dance.
Written from the pay the rent job,
C.

ONCE AGAIN... LET THERE BE LIGHT!