What a year that was...
2014 saw the final part of my EPIC nine-book series reaching the shelves, and there was much rejoicing. It was a bit of a scramble to get it written in time, as it generally is, but this book achieved everything I wanted it to achieve, and so I remain immensely proud of it. The ninth book, and the events that transpire within it, had been a secret I'd been keeping for seven years, and it was such a relief to get it out there. Sure, I didn't tie up every last plot thread — in some cases I just ran out of time, in others I decided to be mean and simply not resolve stuff — but it was a fitting send-off, I think.
The publication saw another astonishing Tom Percival cover, plus a very limited black edition which, as it turned out, was an extraordinarily clever bit of marketing by yours truly. It meant that the excitement that first morning was ELECTRIC as everyone rushed to search through each shop. That wasn't my original intent — I just wanted a cool black book — but to follow the tweets that morning as each copy got snapped up... that was awesome.
The reaction to the book was exactly what I wanted, also. True, there was some confusion over the chapters that ended mid-sentence, but all in all, readers understood what I was doing. And then to catch you all out right at the end....
... glorious...
The Dying of the Light got me back touring, of course, and we fit in the Requiem Ball and the Theatre of Shadows, and I once again visited New Zealand and Australia and met loads of enthusiastic readers. If ever my ego was in need of a boost...
And then I got home, and got to work on the NEW book.
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pןnoɔ ı ɟı pןnoʍ ı
ǝɯ ǝʌǝıןǝq
(*hugs gently*
I believe you...put the phone/laptop down and close your eyes for a bit. If that doesn't work read? Trust me, you will regret a late night and early morning.)
Hello.
Sorry for disappearing Fabi, I had to clean the house because of a surprise guest. I'm good.
(Hello Guinevere.)
(Hello Silente. Nice to meet you.)
(You too. Not sure how 'here' I'll be or if, in fact, I'll be pleasant to speak to but oh well. How are you?)
(You seem quite pleasant, everyone here seems quite pleasant. I am good and yourself?)
(Apologies. It seems I disappeared briefly.)
Evelyn: *the phone starts to ring and she climbs to her feet* *she wipes the tears from her face and picks it up* Hello?
Supermarket Owner: Hello, Evelyn. I'm wondering if you could come in a few hours early. You know the time of year. You'll be paid overtime.
Evelyn: I... *she sighs* Yes, I can. I'll be there in a few minutes.
(I'm not so good. School soon. French resit today. Its killing me. I'm going to do worse than last time..But hey, big smile. No break downs this time hopefully.)
Hello Commander Sophia.
Have you studied Silente? I'm sure that you'll do fine and even if you don't...It's not the end of the world.
˙ǝʎq
˙buızıןɐıɔos pıoʌɐ ʇsǝq p,ı ʞuıɥʇ ı puɐ buıqɹnʇsıp ʇıq ɐ s,ʇı puɐ (ssǝnb ı 'ʎɐʍ ʎɯ uı sʇǝb ɹǝʌǝoɥʍ ʇsnظ ˙ǝuoǝɯos ɔıɟıɔǝds ɐ ʇou) ǝuoǝɯos ɹǝpɹnɯ oʇ ʇuɐʍ ʎןʇɥbıןs-os-ɹǝʌǝ ı ʇnq 'ןןɐ noʎ ʇɐ dɐus oʇ ʇou buıʎɹʇ ʎןןɐǝɹ ɯ,ı ˙sıɥʇ ɹǝʇɟɐ uıɐbɐ puǝɯɯoɔ oʇ buıob ɯ,ı ʞuıɥʇ ʇ,uop ı
˙ǝɹǝɥ ʎןʇɔɐxǝ ʇ,usɐʍ ı ˙ǝɹǝʌǝuınb 'ʇɥbıɹןɐ s,ʇı
˙doʇs ǝsɐǝןd ˙ǝʇuǝןıs 'suoıʇuǝʇuı puıʞ ɥʇıʍ uǝʌıb ǝɔıʌpɐ uǝʌǝ oʇ ןןǝʍ puodsǝɹ ןןıʍ ı ǝɹǝɥʍ puıɯ ɟo ǝʇɐʇs ɐ uı ʇou ʎןןɐǝɹ ɯ,ı
(I sorta have. But it won't stick. And it just makes me feel sh*t when I do revise.)
(Bye Fabi..)
(Hello, Guinevere. Just Sophia is fine.
*hugs Silente tightly*)
(*hugs Sophia tightly back*)
It'll be okay Silente. Don't stress.
Nice to meet you Sophia.
The mystery guest has arrived. I must go.
(Bye Zorrn.)
(I don't think anyone is on but hi!)
mmh cold.
mmh procrastinating.
mmh msd.
(Okay Star, me too, getting into the bath with my new bath bomb!)
yay i'm not alone.
. . . i'm not sure where my capital letters went.
COMEBACK, CAPITAL LETTERS, COME BACK!
Oh, there they are. :P
Have fun in the bath? :P
(:P will be back soon!)
sometimes i just feel like talking in lower case tho.
i'm in a lowercase mood.
meh.
i don't feel particularly like Star Inkbright in this case. but i don't feel particularly like Star Inkbright now. more like. idk. someone hiding under the duvet with aching eyea talking in lower case. Star is more awesome than that. and she/i has a certain way of phrasing things that feels Star-like and awesome, but rn i don't have that commitment to phrasing, i am hiding under a duvet procrastinating by typing this.
Okay. Sorry. Wbd.
*sighs and looks at homework*
Hello...?
(STAHP PROCRASTINATING!!!)
(Hello, Fly. I'm afraid I can't talk, I must eat. Sorry.)
That was rather terrifying... Alright, Tanya. Go eat. :)
HOOOOWWWWW? D:
I just have no motivation whatsoever and I don't know where to get any from. :/
Either way - hi, arriving people. :) Wbd, msd.
Hi Star Inkbright. What I do is lock my distractions away in my safe and give my parents the key until I'm done
Heh, good idea, but I'm not even uding distractions. I'm lying here staring at the ceiling doing nothing. How does one stop doing that? :P
*using
Roll over onto your face and you'll eother fall asleep or you will get bored of that and get up.
I won't fall asleep on my face in the middle of the day. Good advixe, though. Thanks. :)
No problem... I think I shall take the sleeping idea, however. It is almost midnight...
Farewell :)
(Good night, Fly!)
Farewell, Fire Fly. :)
I had about a minute of motivation and I managed to write two entire sentences but then it went away again. :P
(Back, sorry, was dragged downstairs to help with my brothers friend... He threw up in the car and all through lunch I was sitting next to him and he was coughing and I was just like, "DO NOT THROW UP ON ME PLEEEAAASE!")
You know in English when they ask you a question and you can answer the question in one sentence flat with an accurate, complete answer but you can't do that because you have to ANALYSE and use EVIDENCE and make it last a PARAGRAPH and you can't find any good quotes and you're just stuck?
Yeah. Yeahhhh. :/
@Velvet: :O
Yuck. O_O
Hi! :)
I HATE AUTOMATED PHONE LINES!
ooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooo
oooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooooOOOOOO
OOOOOOoooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooo
ooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOoooooooooOO
OOOOOOOoooooooooOOOOOOOOooooooooooOO
OOOOOOoooooooooOOOOOOOOoooooooOOOOOO
oooo
I love this pattern. :) If you look at it it appears tomove, to wave up and down. :)
I SEE WHY, TRIP.
(*has to call an automated phone line now*
*and then talk to a person*
*is also a horrible person but that's irrelevant*)
Tia.
*hugs*
I have done nothing in three hours.
That is how it often goes with English homework, unfortunately. :/
(I understand, Holly-Bubble...)
(CAN I CALL YOU HOLLY OMG I'M SORRY!)
You can. It just feels a bit weird, that's all. :)
(Back again!)
Wb. :)
(OH SO THAT'S WHAT WB MEANS! Thanks you Star!)
Um, you're welcome? :P
(*hugs*)
:)
How're you? :)
....
I'm wondering whether or not to do the author thing and have you guys call me by my real name, or keep Lavender. Then again, since I don't like my real name, I'd have you guys call me by my middle name instead.
...
Hi.
Then again, I actually like the name Lavender. It fits me well enough.
Hi. :)
For the record, Star is not my character name. It is my other name and the name I use online, and it is part of my general online persona along with my profile picture and my typing style. Therefore, to be called Star online feels natural to me. :P
I did try to get my real life friends to call me Star a few times, but it never really worked out. :P
@Lavender: I like the name Lavender, too. :) It's a nice name. :)
MSD!!!! My mum's making us go out. This always happens just as I actually start writing stuff. XD
(Hello everyone)
I get what you mean about having real life friends try calling you by your online name. Doesn't really work out for me either. :P
*hugs Star*
How is everyone?
(Hey Lavender. I'm good, how are you?
I'll be right back, I promise)
Thanks. :) And oh, no, Star! :O How are you going to get any work done now? ;P
Hi Chi!
Okay then.
I'm good. It's almost midnight again... Should probably get to sleep soon.
*laughs*
This one face looks really cute!
(:3)
Like a sea lion pup!
Don't ask, it just looks like one.
*nods*
(I feel horrid, after refinishing TDOTL for the bajillionth time earlier I realised that Skulduggery is no not an obsession, it's my LIFE! But now it's over and I don't know what to do anymore. I feel like part of my soul has been ripped out and my heart is slowly breaking ever minute of every day and there's nothing I can do to stop it and I'm falling down a bottomless pit and I need Skulduggery's hand to stop me falling but he's gone and I am alone and no one understands the agony I am going through and everyone thinks I'm weird for quoting Skulduggery with everything I say but it's my attempt of moving on and it's not working and I just don't know what to do anymore...
And that sounded way too dramatic but I constantly feel like that and how has Derek done this to me?!)
*looks at Vel's reaction at finishing the last book*
*wonders how she's going to cope once she's read it*
On the bright side, Derek's writing something else, which could possibly be just as awesome as SP, and there's a lot of other books out there that are good too. Not AS good, or not even the same as SP, but they could make it less... Empty feeling? Don't know if that's the right word, but oh well.
Sorry for the shortness of being on, but I should probably get to bed now.
*hugs everyone*
Bye!
(*sits on the floor* I have tried reading different books, in English we had private reading and this is the day after I first finished and I sat there with no book and the teacher made me get a book so I went to the library and saw TDOTL and I just stared at it until my friend came to find me and she helped me pick a random book and I walked back to the classroom and opened it on the first page and the chapter was called "Playing With Fire" and I literally just burst into tears and as soon as class was over I returned the book, but now every single book I try to read it has a link to Skulduggery like I'm doing it subconsciously, like there's a book I bought because my friend recommended the author but when I got home I looked at the title for the first time and it's called "The Mark of Cain" and now it sits in the corner, unread so now I just continue to read Skulduggery...)
(*hugs Lavender and stares blankly at a wall*)
(Bye Lavender...
Hey Velvet)
Just keep doing that Velvet. Re-read, quote, obsess here. You'll get over that must read feeling. Not over Skulduggery Pleasant but that feeling of I can't read anything except Skulduggery Pleasant. I had it too after finishing LSODM. I think I read that book at least 10 times! Like not exaggerating.
Don't worry, you'll be fine. :)
And I apologize but I'm not here.
Two years ago today, Doctor Precocious proposed to Oscar Neurotic.
*wipes tear from eye with a moist towelette*
Ah, memories.
(*rolls in*)
(*tacklehugs Inky* HOW WAS THE MOCK?'
And thanks everyone, it's been four months and I still feel just as helpless, I literally spend all of my time here or reading Skulduggery books...)
(*gets tacklehugged* the question was nice but I ran out of time! I only managed to write three pages...)
Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened.
Yes, Skulduggery is over, but at least it exists, and if you think about it, it's never over, not really. You can always reread.
(wise words Star
hi ^^)
The main reason I am unhappy to be back at school is I can't be a telepathic owls anymore.
*sigh*
(hey Audra! don't worry
I went back to college today)
**owl
Not owls
(how art thou?)
Yeah. Dr Seuss. :)
Hi. :)
˙˙˙ʎɹɹos ɯ,ı
It's okay, Dugglyn. :)
*hugs*
You're always a telepathic owl at heart. :)
The final death knell of the holiday: tidying your room.
On the plus side though I can play Hearthstone while doing it, so eh.
I always tidy my room before the Christmas holidays for our party heh.
Actually, that's the only proper thorough tidy it gets all year. Whenever I tidy it up for before the Christmas party, I find myself tidying up the wordsearches from the Christmas party of the year before. XD
I'm getting hit my procrastination again . . .
. . . dammit.
I can't even inspire myself with quotes etc. because homework matters so little to me, life and everyone.
Yeah, I'm very bad in the holidays, I just don't clean anything up and just end up with a very messy cave.
Man, I haven't done a word search inmates...
How are ye, Star?
*by
(Star, do your homework.)
Stupid school WiFi..
Hello everyone. How are all of you?
(Hey Trip, Star.)
(Hey Dreams. How are you?)
(Hey Gem. How are you?-
I'm ok, thanks. Little tired and disappointed in school WiFi but fine.
How are you?
Whoah there Star, your homework matters to your teachers.
Trust me on this, in my family if you aren't a lawyer you're a teacher.
You see, they've got to go through a massive pile of, let's be honest here, mostly crap. So when you and those like you, who I know don't produce codswhollop, hand in your homework it goes straight to the bottom of the pile.
Your pile is like a nice warm shower after going on a harsh track through the wilderness with a crowd of imbeciles that got attacked by another crowd of idiots and was generally awful.
So basically you and yours are all that's keeping your teachers sane! And if that ain't an incentive then I need to see that therapist again to learn more about how your puny mortal emotions work.
Herrow Audra, Chione. How is Monday treating you?
(Hey Trip how are you?
@Dreams I am;
Tired
Fed up
Dreading later on
Considering just not trying.)
(Mondays suck. But I can't be bothered doing anything. *sighs* It's days like this new years resolutions go to shit)
(*cuddles Gem*
Mondays ARE horrible. Just keep going, kay?)
(Overall, much better than they were. But I did spend two hours installing a really unnecessary hardware upgrade to my house's WiFi and TV. I think they're supposed to be faster now or something. And I see how you are. Go and kick the future in the face.)
So tired..
But WiFi is being less horrible! :D
(I go back to school tomorrow, I wish it was this morning... *sighs* I stayed up again. Couldn't get to sleep...Went to bed at half 10. Didn't get to sleep till past 12.)
(I like to think my new year's resolution is always be a really swell guy, but really I made one a few years ago to stop making them, and I rather succeeded.)
(I went back today..hated it. Resit tomorrow. Don't wanna go. Should sleep better times now hopefully.)
Woohoo!
(Are you surprised by how easy it is to be awake and do stuff?)
(I can't stop thinking about him. Every time I close my eyes I see his face, memories that we have and I can't get over him. That's why I made a new years resolution to get over him. Silente knows who I'm talking about but yeah... *sighs*)
(It'll pass, but you should probably avoid the radio. I've seen a lot of people really get crippled by 'that one song')
(What song?)
(*hugs Gem*
I know...You'll do it, eventually.. and even if you don't you'll learn to live with the heartache..)
(Oh no, I just mean something that was special to the couple. Also songs that seem to illustrate the position the listener is in tend to do it. So yeah... Radio=bad.)
(this comment will arrive late, wifi poofed. -_-)
@Trip: My problem is that half my stuff lives on the floor or on the sides. :S I can't put it in its place because that IS its place. XD
I used to like wordsearches.
Can't beat Sudokus, though. Omnomnomnomnom, metaphorically of course.
I'm fine, Trip. :) More down than I usually am, but I'm not usually very down, so my below average is not awfully far down so it's okay. :)
How are you? :)
I'm missing the wifi. :/ My mum plugged in the floor-cleaning thingy so my brother could clean the floors and he's procrastinating doing it, damn him. :P He's searching for his football kit, I think. I wish he would get on and clean the floors so I could have my internet back. :/
I hate it when I have to discuss things like sex and romance in English essays. It's just like '*wince* awkward'. Particularly when I have to USE the word 'sex'. -_- I'm not even sure if I'm allowed to use that word, actually, but I don't see why I wouldn't be. I could replace it with 'intercourse', but that just looks like I'm awkardly trying to avoid it, and if I must be awkward and embarrassed I'd rather not increase my awkwardness and embarrassment by making a display of it.
WILL MY BROTHER JUST GET ON AND CLEAN THE FLOORS NOW I MEAN GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR. -_-
Isn't the word 'awkward' a cool word?
Awkward. a w k w a r d. Wkw, hehe. A W K W A rd. It's almost a palindrome. XD
Drawkward? XD
Awk. Awkward. What the hell is an awk?
um sorry procrastinating. :/
WHY IS HE UPSTAIRS WHY IS HE NOT CLEANING THE FLOORS?!?!??!?!?
grrrrrrRRRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrrrrRRRRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrRRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
floors. floors. floors. floors. floors. floors. floors. floors. floors. floors. floors. floors. floors. floors. floors. floors. floors. floors. floors. floors.
HE STILL ISN'T GETTING ON WITH IT!
I may have to go down and jeopardise the floor-cleaning-ness of the floor-cleaning machine in order to get my wifi back.
wifi wifi wifi wifi wifi wifi wifi
(because I'm totally not writing random things like 'floors' and 'wifi' in order to procrastinate further, ohhhhhhhhhhh no. :P)
(I've written one paragraph, though. Four more to go!!!)
(Arghhhhh! One paragraph, one sentence!!!! :P)
TBC
(HONESTLY. I'VE WAITED TWENTY MINUTES NOW.
okay i'm going down).
I went and switched the wifi back on, but he just turned it off again with the purpose of spiting me. :/
Why are my siblings so horirble sometimes? :P
Okay. Back to typing this long, pointless comment. Hello. :P
AJOJSOAMSOASMAOSMALMLKMALSMASMAMSKAMSKAMSKAMSKAMSAKSMAKSMAKSMAKSMAKSMKASMAKSMAKSMAKSKMKMKMASKA WHY UNIVERSE WHY
My mum's annoyed at me for unplugging it now. :P Like, I unplugged it to put the wifi back in, and my brother switched the wifi back off without unplugging it and plugging the floor-cleaner back in, and now my mum's annoyed at me for unplugging it, even though my brother could just have plugged it back in when he was sat there in front of it.
She just told me brother not to annoy me, though. Oh yeah. Don't annoy Holly. :P
(my name still looks weird written down in the comment box).
SJAOSJOASMOAMSAOSMAOSMAOSMAOSMAOSMOSMASOAOSMAOSMMMMMMMMMOMSAOSMAOSAOMSOA I HOPE THE FLOOR-CLEANER IS FINISHED WITH SOON. I WANT MY WIFI BACK. IT'S BEEN HALF AN HOUR. :/
hang on
my brother just started singing, as he does, and he sang "Badooby-doop, badooby-doop, I'm in the hall, the network's on, badooby-doop, badooby-doop", and I was just like O_O NETWORK ONN????? but my laptop still doesn't say I have wifi so maybe he sang 'the network's off' or maybe he was lying idk.
WHY WILL IT NOT COME BACK ON WHY
OH COME ON
*makes another expedition downstairs*
Ah. The plug was in but it was switched off. -_-
I turned it backk on, and my brother turned it back off, and I said "Mum, can you please tell Jim to stop turning the network off??" and she said "JIM! I TOLD you to stop turning the network off and annoying Holly!"
mwahahaha. :)
Hmm . . . it's still not on yet, though. :/
I bet he switched it off again. -_-
WHY.
Hmm. It's still on. IF I HAVE TO TURN MY LAPTOP ON AND OFF AGAIN, I WILL BE VERY ANNOYED . . .
Oh! IT'S BACK!!!!!!!
Oh Star, you little maniac. What \will\ you do next? *chuckles*
But in all seriousness, that sounds really infuriating.
And I'm a bit like you, more down than usual, but not usually very down.
(W-we're not a couple...we never were and we are never going to be...
He rejected me...shot me down... stole my heart and crushed it in front of me.
I'm trying to move on. Forcing myself not to cry over him, trying to get him out of my head. All the trying...and i'll be on my knees tomorrow as soon as I see him, giving up...)
*sighs heavily*
Well, I'm bloody exhausted. The Blogland Archive Project, as fun and rewarding as it is, is absolute murder to work on.
(Hey Clara ^.^)
Greetings, Chione. It's been quite a while since last we spoke.
(@Gemma be strong! Think not of him! Think instead of Adam! Or anyone else!)
(CLAAAARAAAA*cuddles*)
I suppose it has *smiles*
Silente, my dear comrade!
*stalwart clap on the back*
How are you then, me old mucker?
(I tried to think of you and Adam last night instead, John too...and that just hurt more...you guys are the most important people in my life.)
(Old mucker? I ain't so bad! Will be later like but oh well! You?
Oh...it shouldn't hurt more...that isn't the intention...
Sil x The Joker. Yes or no?)
MY MUM JUST UNPLUGGED THE WIFI TO PLUG IN THE HOOVER
*METAPHORICALLY CRIES*
Thank you, Silente. :)
*hugs Chi* :/ It will get easier. :) Don't worry. *hugs* And every day is one step closer to the day when you'll be there. :)
WELL. HERE WE ARE AGAIN. BLANK COMMENT BOX. NO WIFI.
This is just annoying, now. -_-
SHE'S EVEN HOOVERING THE STAIRS. THERE IS A FUCKING SOCKET AT THE FUCKING TOP OF THE FUCKING STAIRS. IT IS ACTUALLY NEARER THAN THE ONE AT THE BOTTOM OF THE STAIRS WHERE THE WIFI GOES. WELL MAYBE NOT. THEY'RE ABOUT EQUAL DISTANCE. BUT STILL.
UGH. :P
HGSUIANSIANSIANSIANSINSMAISMKASMAKSMAKMKMSKMASKAMSKMKAMSKAMSMKKKKMMMA
Incidentally, I am doing terribly at this homework. The last time I felt I was doing terribly at English homework, I was doing terribly at English homework. The last time I felt I wasn't doing too terribly at English homework, I was doing well.
Therefore, I am probably doing terribly.
THE HOOVER
IS OUTSIDE MY ROOM
THE SOCKET AT THE BOTTOM OF THE STAIRS IS TOO FAR AWAY FOR THE HOOVER TO REACH MY ROOM
WHY IS THE WIFI NOT ON?????
*investigates*
Huh. The network is on. WHy am I not connected?? :/ :/ :/
*turns my wifi off and on again a few times*
*scowls at my lack of internet connection*
*checks my phone* *that doens't have wifi either*
*goes to check the plug*
*turns it off and on again*
*IS CONNTECTED*
*HAHA*
-_-
And I got a yellow exclamation mark again and now it's gone again. I can also hear the hoover.
HSOJASMSAOIMAOSMA
:/
why
I need the internet for the online thesaurus, as well.
This is seriously annoying. :/
I think it's the connection failing now, which is dead annoying. It's plugged in and switched on and everything.
Yeahhhhhhhhh, not like I've been trying to make this work for an entire hour or anything. -_-
HEYYYYYYYYYYYYY! CONNECTION! C:
(Just let yourself cry. What the world has taught me, is that stopping yourself feeling only makes the feeling worse when they come back. They're like sand people. Easily scared away, but they WILL be back, and in greater numbers.)
Anni! *tries to tacklehug, but falls a little short*
Ow! By dose!
@Trip: Um. Get locked in bathrooms by siblings? Oh, wait, been there, done that. -_-
And, okay. :)
I hope you get further up again soon. :)
"Just let yourself cry. What the world has taught me, is that stopping yourself feeling only makes the feeling worse when they come back. They're like sand people. Easily scared away, but they WILL be back, and in greater numbers."
I shall have to quote you on that. :)
. . . Why yes, I have no doubt that you and Mr. The Joker would make a splendid couple.
And I'm doing quite alright, Silente. The patch of Blogland that I'm currently archiving is rife with Adrasdos, Fabienne, and Sir, so I'm missing them all profusely. Particularly the latter.
I DEDICATE THIS PAGE TO WIFI
OH GLORIOUS WIFI. :)
(Yey! Star ded!
@Clara is that just cause you want an end to Clarente? ;)
@Clara also Awwwwwwwww. Cutie.)
(I ship it.
Silente, Star, Trip...you don't understand...as soon as I see him again all the memories and images will be clearer...I'll be dreaming about him again...I'll fall more in love with- Y-you...get the point...)
I feel like you need a calming voice of reason to quell your psychotic madness. That's why The Joker would be ideal.
And don't you "awww" me.
Annikka, if you ever need help with that just drop me a line. I've always been a bit of a back trawler, and always sort of dreamed of chronicling Blogland's history.
Oh glorious WiFi!
(The Joker would be a calming voice of reason? O-kaaaay...are we talking about the same Joker? XD
Yey Gem ships it!
*wonders about fanfic attempt*
Hmmm..
@Clara it's cute though!
@Gem *hugs* I know but...just..*plays keep holding on*)
I feel that perhaps having two people working on it would over-complicate things even more, so at least for now I'm going to go at it alone. But if I ever require a partner, rest assured you will be the first person I contact.
That being said, remaining sane throughout this will doubtless require copious amounts of alcohol, so you and your bar will be a great help in that respect.
You're not alone
Together we stand
I'll be by your side, you know I'll take your hand
When it gets cold
And it feels like the end
There's no place to go
You know I won't give in
No I won't give in
Keep holding on
'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through
Just stay strong
'Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you
There's nothing you could say
Nothing you could do
There's no other way when it comes to the truth
So keep holding on
'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through
So far away
I wish you were here
Before it's too late, this could all disappear
Before the doors close
And it comes to an end
With you by my side I will fight and defend
I'll fight and defend
Yeah, yeah
Keep holding on
'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through
Just stay strong
'Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you
There's nothing you could say
Nothing you could do
There's no other way when it comes to the truth
So keep holding on
'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through
Hear me when I say, when I say I believe
Nothing's gonna change, nothing's gonna change destiny
Whatever's meant to be will work out perfectly
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
La da da da
La da da da
La da da da da da da da da
Keep holding on
'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through
Just stay strong
'Cause you know I'm here for you, I'm here for you
There's nothing you could say
Nothing you could do
There's no other way when it comes to the truth
So keep holding on
'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through
Keep holding on
Keep holding on
There's nothing you could say
Nothing you could do
There's no other way when it comes to the truth
So keep holding on
'Cause you know we'll make it through, we'll make it through
(-.- Thanks Sil...that helped a lot. I'll just continue listening to Taylor Swift. God she's beautiful... She's my celebrity crush, probably. Adam tried to look at tickets for me last night as I was listening to her all night...and all day...
Her and Ed sheeran.)
I was attempting to make a joke about the depths of your madness, though I can see that it didn't really play.
And I agree, I am quite adorable.
I used to write really good deds, but now I rant enough already that y'know . . . :P
Gtg now. Stuff to do downstairs. :/
(*sighs*
Sorry..I tried..
Taylor is okay. Some of her songs can irritate me. I like Blank Spaces. And mine. And you belong with me. And love story. And picture to burn..and more..)
(Mhmm.
*grabs Clara's hand and spins her into a dance*)
I wish you well, Star. Goodbye.
(Bye Star!)
*stands still, being cruelly dragged along by Silente*
I do not dance, Silente. You know this.
(*grins*
You can try!
*keeps dancing, lifting Clara slightly, slipping my feet beneath hers so she does the steps*)
*grimaces*
Please, Silente. The only reason someone would dance is if they were drunk or insane.
*politely detaches from Silente*
(Aww..
*sits sadly in the corner*)
(We are never getting back together irritates me. It was too over-played on radio and stuff, now it pisses me off. Listening to red right now. I posted 'Back to December' lyrics yesterday... I honestly don't want to go back to December because I hated it. Everything that went wrong in my life just exploded into existence in December, I cried so much I could have filled a bath. But the Christmas Dance... I almost cried last night thinking of a way that I could have made things better...
He chased after me...why didn't I do something? I just gave him the cold shoulder...
He walked me home after that movie...so why...?
Why does he give me mixed signils...why does he let m think he cares then...
GAHHHHHHHHHHHH! *punches wall*)
(Gem! Hush! He's just overly polite!)
*pats Silente consolingly on the shoulder*
*wanders off to find a cup of tea*
(Wow...thanks Sil...that just...fuck...)
Overly polite people are a detriment to society and ought to be shunned.
*leans out of the kitchen*
Tea, Silente?
(*watches Clara*
*laughs evily as she wanders off*
*dives into the swivel chair*
*spins slowly*)
(Sorry..)
(Maybe he really values you as a friend but is also really clueless?)
*returns from the kitchen*
*sets down tray on the desk*
*pours two cups of tea*
*adds sugar to one of them*
*grips the back of the chair and violently hurls Silente out of it*
*sits down*
*sips tea*
Well, I would know little of romantic relationships. I'm afraid I'd be of little help.
*sets down teacup*
(You do know how mean that just sounded, right? That really fucking hurt...
But you're right...he doesn't care...he only likes me as a friend and he was just being nice... I'm never going to have a chance... *nods*
I think I'm gonna go do that drawing now...I just needed a pencil...cya...)
(AHHHH!
*violently falls on the floor*
Hmph.
*jumps up*
*sits on the desk beside the tray*)
(I'm sorry Gemma...I didn't mean-..that...*sighs and hangs head*)
*is about to voice displeasure at Silente sitting on the desk*
*gives up with a weary shake of her head*
Man, freakin' breakups.
Could I too have some tea?
Of course, Trippington. I apologize for not offering you some sooner.
*pours a cup of tea*
Cream? Sugar? Lemon? The tears of your enemies? Honey?
One part milk, four parts tea please.
Oh, and a pinch of my enemy's tears would be just lovely.
Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead end street
Faster than the wind
Passionate as sin, ending so suddenly
Loving him is like trying to change your mind
Once you're already flying through the free fall
Like the colors in autumn
So bright just before they lose it all
Losing him was blue like I'd never known
Missing him was dark grey all alone
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you've never met
But loving him was red
Loving him was red
Touching him is like realizing all you ever wanted was right there in front of you
Memorizing him was as easy as knowing all the words to your old favorite song
Fighting with him was like trying to solve a crossword and realizing there's no right answer
Regretting him was like wishing you never found out that love could be that strong
Losing him was blue like I'd never known
Missing him was dark grey all alone
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you've never met
But loving him was red
Oh red burning red
Remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes
Tell myself it's time now, gotta let go
But moving on from him is impossible
When I still see it all in my head
Burning red.
Burning red.
Oh, losing him was blue like I'd never known
Missing him was dark grey all alone
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you've never met
Cause loving him was red
Yeah, yeah red
We're burning red
And that's why he's spinning round in my head
Comes back to me burning red
Yeah yeah
His love was like driving a new Maserati down a dead end street
Very well, then.
*passes Trip his tea and a teaspoon*
I hope that's to your tastes.
I love that song.
I'm so glad you made time to see me
How's life? Tell me, how's your family?
I haven't seen them in a while
You've been good, busier than ever
We small talk, working the weather
Your guard is up, and I know why
Because the last time you saw me
Is still burned in the back of your mind
You gave me roses, and I left them there to die
So this is me swallowing my pride
Standing in front of you, saying I'm sorry for that night
And I go back to December all the time
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine
I go back to December, turn around and make it alright
I go back to December all the time
These days, I haven't been sleeping
Staying up, playing back myself leaving
When your birthday passed, and I didn't call
Then I think about summer, all the beautiful times
I watched you laughing from the passenger side
And realized I loved you in the fall
And when the cold came, the dark days
When fear crept into my mind
You gave me all your love, and all I gave you was goodbye
So this is me swallowing my pride
Standing in front of you, saying I'm sorry for that night
And I go back to December all the time
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine
I go back to December, turn around and change my own mind
I go back to December all the time
I miss your tanned skin, your sweet smile
So good to me, so right
And how you held me in your arms that September night
The first time you ever saw me cry
Maybe this is wishful thinking
Probably mindless dreaming
But if we loved again, I swear I'd love you right
I'd go back in time and change it, but I can't
So if the chain is on your door, I understand
So this is me swallowing my pride
Standing in front of you, saying I'm sorry for that night
And I go back to December
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but missing you
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine
I go back to December, turn around and make it alright
I go back to December, turn around and change my own mind
I go back to December all the time
all the time
(Me too Clara...I love the tune...I think it's one of her best *nods*
*vanishes, may be ghosting, doesn't know now...*)
*takes his tea*
Oh, thank you very much.
*sips his tea*
Lovely.
So tell me, what brings you to the Midnight Hotel?
Oh you know how it is, your fiance leaves you, you foolishly allowed your discipline's effectiveness to hinge on them, you become considerably weaker, people catch on, so you need a place to hide out.
Also I missed you, buddy!
(Ok just got to highlight this part...
Remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes
Tell myself it's time now, gotta let go
But moving on from him is impossible
When I still see it all in my head
Yup. Trip, this is one of those songs that describe perfectly my situation.
*disappears again*)
. . . Yes, of course. I'm pleased to say that I've missed you too!
*pours Trip another cup of tea*
Feel free to stay here as long as you like. That is what a hotel is for, after all.
And I'm glad you like the tea. Alistair's tears are not easy to come by.
*Chuckles* You'd be surprised.
*sips both at the same time*
(Aye. You may want to avoid those songs. Eighties Electra tends to be very upbeat, if a bit lovecentric*
*lovecentric)
(Watching you, watching me,
It's like waiting for the brown to fall from the tree.
Cause you know that I'm,
Watching you watching me.
Wondering what you see.
Watching me.)
Hello! Thanks Derek for Skulduggery Pleasant series, It really made me cry, laugh but most of all I was amused.
So thank you for everything.
Happy New Year.
(Hope the new book will be here soon)
"Somebody has to start. Somebody has to step forward and do what is right, BECAUSE it is right. If nobody starts, then others cannot follow."
- Lirin, The Way of Kings, The Stormlight Archive, Brandon Sanderson.
I might start posting this quote rather frequently.
(Hello.)
(*smiles* hey Soph. *cuddles*)
(Hello, Silente. *cuddles her back* Apologies. It seems I will be back soon.)
(Oh...okay.)
Hello?
(Leni! *tacklehugs*)
IENI!!
(Hello, everyone.)
Hello, Solus. :)
(I am back.)
Hey, Chione! Have we met before? :) *ninjaeroplanetacklehugs*
Haha, I feel as if I'm 13 again and I've just joined the blog and everyone except Star and Luci call me Leni instead of Ieni the way it's properly typed, because 'I' and 'l' on here look the same.
STAAARRRY!!! *ninjaeroplanetacklehugs* Did you get the link I sent you?? (I didn't reply to the whole email though)
Hey, Sophia+Solus!!*ninjaeroplanetacklehugs*
@Ieni: Haha yeah. :)
Wait
thirteen?????????????????????????????
I remember us being thirteen, butlikebutlike . . . thirteen is so YOUNG!
Was I ever that young? :O
YESSY, I DID-Y!
(? Yessy? Did-y? What is this-y? XD)
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