Tell me, what is it that drives you?

What is the source of your power?

It would not be found in a single ability. You would not be able to hinge your successes simply on the way you speak, the way you code nor a perfect appearance. There is a symphony at play, a harmony between the instruments which allows the whole to succeed. You would do well to think on the parts which you play.

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And now, back to real writing.

Angry, angry!

It's not healthy to hold on to anger but these days I have to because it's my number one motivator.

Don't worry, it's not as bad as it sounds. ;)  I'm just working on a second novel.

My life is challenging me right now.

My friend gives me feedback...

"I may be wrong, but what I feel about you is that you're a very intellectual person....you like new experiences and knowledge and problems, but you're also comfortable in the place you are. You like your friends, family, and relationship pretty stable while you dabble with what you want to, and let troubles mostly slide off you after they're dealt with. The biggest problem in a relationship for you is probably when you don't get laid regularly enough."

True. Well, except the laid thing. That's been good recently.

It really appears that I say things I don't mean, it's really not the case.
People misunderstand what I mean, with what I say.
There's only so much I can do.

Poetic night

It's easy to take for granted

Thinking things are solid stone

So you forget to feed it

Until all that's left are bones

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You're the snake in the grass

Now I'm dying by your poison 

Who knows what'll come to pass

And if I drain
I'll just refrain
From all this talk in vain

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This one is by my friend. I don't think he even knows I still go to his old livejournal sometimes, I love it so much.

Last Arabesque

I remember the last time we danced, 

How you were clumsy and misleading, 

Your ungraceful steps were crippling.

Once you were beautiful

Once you were amazing, 

I watched you, as I broke

Away, 

You did your last Arabesque

That I would ever see,

You'll never be lonely

Though I left your clumsy body behind,

You'll never be lonely

Because they've all come, 

In legions, to dance with you, 

They don't care to know anything, 

They just came to dance,

Won't you show them your Arabesque?

You can't make progress with just ideas.

I haven't written since that turbulent time when I thought I might lose something precious to me, but I can assure you that things have worked out for the best and I've been feeling really well.

Except that my mind is a little in turbo-mode tonight, set off by a couple of things. It doesn't take much sometimes, I'm susceptible to certain things.

"If you lose track of your opponent's blade, you may soon find it ... sticking out of you. 
So remain alert at all times."

I always have this aching desire to do so many things, I don't think a lot of people feel the way I do. It's hard to explain. This week, if I focus enough, could provide me with an opportunity to do a lot. I work well once I've developed a 'system' or a plan, if you will.

I'm in one of my insane moods where I'd want to stay up all night. 

But I won't...

I'm a good girl.

"La crise est le moteur de l’action. Elle est le paradis du décideur."

I love this quote, especially as I'm going through a crisis. It translates to, 'Crisis is the motor of action. She is the paradise of the decider.' (I translated the female pronoun as-is in French because it sounds more romantic that way)

Source: http://alliancegeostrategique.org/2013/05/08/la-crise-est-normale/