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Dec 11-31, 2017

Met with producer for La Compagnie to receive notes

Sent Act 1 of La Compagnie to producer today

Wrote two artist statements for producer for Lonely Where We Are and The Burial, received notes, & now need to revise them

Location scouting for Marked January shoot days in progress

December Updates

Because I’ve been in an absolute slump for about four months & I feel as though I need to set myself straight. Check out below for some minor updates from the previous months. 

July-Dec, 2017

Deathless was put on pause while I re-outline. 

Have 20 poems finished/reviewed/in-review for Gardens to Breathe In

Complete overhaul/rewrite of La Compagnie, which has been sent to the producer

Draft 1 of Lonely Where We Are has been sent to the producer, considering a feature piece instead of a short

Also currently directing a short film titled Marked, though our last three days have been postponed to the end of January. 

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“Where are your parents?” “We don’t have parents,” Apollo lied and also didn’t lie. His shoulders squared around the sudden truth and falseness of this statement. It seemed to fit him evenly, the duality of what he’d suddenly shifted into. Henri paused, if only to close the journal tenderly, then grinned, though not at the twins. He was looking at the tall one, the one with hair like the moon. “That’s the problem with Gods, isn’t it? Spend their lives warring with one another, and the children are left to done the discarded pieces of trauma.”

c.rowan, deathless

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i found a blue coat among the half grey twist in the sand where you left. yeah you left it just there twisted into shards of glass, little bits of driftwood, you probably wanted me. to find it there, didn't you, bring it back, folded probably. always wanted your little pieces, didn't you? folded, neat, stacked like, whatever. you wanted it. that's what matters, you wanted me. to give it to you, no bring it to you, present it to you, gift it back as if i'd been the one. to steal it first.

c.rowan, “i found a blue coat among the half grey twist in the sand” - gardens to breath in

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December Updates

Because I’ve been in an absolute slump for about four months & I feel as though I need to set myself straight. Check out below for some minor updates from the previous months. 

July-Dec, 2017

Deathless was put on pause while I re-outline. 

Have 20 poems finished/reviewed/in-review for Gardens to Breathe In

Complete overhaul/rewrite of La Compagnie, which has been sent to the producer

Draft 1 of Lonely Where We Are has been sent to the producer, considering a feature piece instead of a short

Also currently directing a short film titled Marked, though our last three days have been postponed to the end of January. 

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why does my writing come at me in waves? is it too much to have consistency? it’s something i want, always have, but never achieve. 

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Is it really?

So Rowling had no way of knowing the political climate during the 19 Years Later epilogue, but we do now. So consider this: what kind of world does the Golden Trio live in right now?

Their country is in the middle of Brexit talks, with racism and protectionism at their worst and the magic community isn’t far behind. 

Young Pure Bloods march the streets with torches and capes, shouting “They will not replace us!” They wear Deatheater masks and temporary tattoos (oh it’s not the real thing, they’ll wash it off and be back at the office on Monday).

In the news, the authorities call for a cease of violence and ask people not to fight the young pure bloods. In the streets, people talk about talking to them calmly to fix things. Ron is livid. “You don’t reason with bloody Deatheaters! You throw curses at them!”

Hermione’s work for equality in the magical world gets harder every day. She starts getting death threats in her mail, many howlers that leave her in tears. She keeps going. When people insist that every werewolf is dangerous to society and they should all be banned from country, she tearfully remembers Lupin giving his life to protect them all, she remembers Dobby with a knife in his heart and Hagrid with his half giant blood and his giant heart. She keeps fighting. 

As much as he hates it —and he hates it a lot— Harry becomes a vocal public figure again, constantly condemning blood purists and calling for action against them. His office calls horrified after the first interview, telling him he can’t be calling for violence against this people who are only protesting. “They are Deatheaters and this is how we deal with them,” he snarls back. “Have you forgotten Voldemort?” On the other side of the line, he can feel them flinch. 

No one who fought the war has forgotten it, but so many others seem to, it pains Harry. It’s been barely twenty years since he saw children die in the grounds of Hogwarts, killed by grown angry men who believed themselves superior. It’s been barely twenty years since Tom Riddle’s death body laid on the ground and he thought they could finally have peace. 

The trio sends their kids on the Hogwarts Express and they can’t help but remember their experiences there in a time much like this. They never thought their own children would have to suffer as they did, they pray they won’t have to. 

Harry touches his lighting scar and reminds himself it hasn’t hurt again for years. All is well. A quiet voice inside his head wonders bitterly: “Is it, really?”

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Any quotes which make you shudder?

GLAD YOU ASKED:

“I’m sorry about the blood in your mouth. I wish it was mine.” —Richard Siken from “Little Beast”“You happened to me. You were as deep down as I’ve ever been. You were inside me like my pulse.”—Marilyn Hacker from “Nearly a Valediction”“I don’t want to be around you. I don’t want to drink you in. I want to walk into the heart of you and never walk back out. “—Nico Alvarado from “Tim Riggins Speaks of Waterfalls”“Take me to your trees. Take me to your breakfasts, your sunsets, your bad dreams, your shoes, your nouns. Take me to your fingers.”—Margaret Atwood from “The Good Bones”“When I don’t touch you it’s a mistake in any life, in each place and forever.”—Bob Hicok from “Other Lives and Dimensions and Finally a Love Poem”“When I haven’t been kissed in a long time, I create civil disturbances, then insult the cops who show up, till one of them grabs me by the collar and hurls me up against the squad car, so I can remember, at least for a moment, what it’s like to be touched.”—Jeffrey McDaniel, “When a Man Hasn’t Been Kissed”“Kiss the mouth which tells you, here,here is the world. This mouth. This laughter. These temple bones.”—Galway Kinnell from “Little Sleep’s Head Sprouting Hair in the Moonlight”“I will love you forever; whatever happens. Until I die and after I die, and when I find my way out of the land of the dead, I’ll drift about forever, all my atoms, until I find you again.”—Phillip Pullman from "The Amber Spyglass”“I wanted to write ‘stay’ on your sides,surround your bed with oceans of salt.I hope he folds you into a fox, loves you like a splintered arrow, brandishes the kill of your lips. May the bouquet of your hips wither. May the wolves forget your name.”—J. Bradley“I love you. If you hadn’t existed I would have had to invent you.”–Elaine Dundy from “The Dud Avocado”“And I’d choose you; in a hundred different lifetimes, in a hundred worlds, in any version of reality, I’d find you and I’d choose you.”—Kiersten White“The first time I asked you on a date, after you hung up, I held the air between our phones against my ear and whispered, ‘You will fall in love with me. Then, just months later, you will fall out. I will pretend the entire time that I don’t know it’s coming.’”—Miles Walser “I will come back from the dead for you.”—Richard Siken from “You Are Jeff”“Do you want it? Do you want anything I have? Will you throw me to the ground like you mean it, reach inside and wrestle it out with your bare hands? If you love me, Henry, you don’t love me in a way I understand.”—Richard Siken from "Wishbone”“Here we are, at the place where I get to beg for it. Where I get to say ‘Please,for just one night, will you lay down next to me? We can leave our clothes on,we can stay all buttoned up?’ But we both know how it goes–– I say I want you inside me and you hold my head underwater. I say I want you inside me and you split me open with a knife.”—Richard Siken from "Wishbone”“Even when I’m dead, I’ll swim through the Earth like a mermaid of the soil, just to be next to your bones.”—Jeffrey McDaniel

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i asked her how do you kill a king she laughed  who still believes in kings?

and it sounded like his final gasp  | kmp

((for @nepenthenet‘s prompt “how to kill a king”))

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“being held”, 2016

(experimenting with photography, digital drawing and animation)

by me, artceae, please don’t remove the caption. thank you!

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For this moment, this one moment, we are together. I press you to me. Come, pain, feed on me. Bury your fangs in my flesh. Tear me asunder. I sob, I sob.

virginia woolf, the waves

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July 4-6, 2017

Wrote draft 1 of Lonely Where We Are

Met with reader for notes on draft 1 of The Burial

Wrote 400 words of Deathless

July Updates

Daily updates for my projects. 

July 1-3, 2017

Wrote 1,000 words for Deathless

Wrote two poems for Gardens to Breathe In

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July Updates

Daily updates for my projects. 

July 1-3, 2017

Wrote 1,000 words for Deathless

Wrote two poems for Gardens to Breathe In

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Title Change!

I’ve Seen has been retitled to Lonely Where We Are. To see previously tagged I’ve Seen material, click here!

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1000 Picspams Challenge | #181 - Modern Hypnos

the only ones awake at 3 a.m are the lonely and the loved (x)

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Untitled Hands No. 14

Print available HERE

Instagram: gabalutdraws

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1000 Picspams Challenge | #50 Archetype Inspirations | Young Gods

I know you wanna go to heaven, but you’re human tonight

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make me choose

↳ ouatlawqueen and anons asked: artemis or apollo