

The Quiet Drumming on the Ears“The Quiet Drumming on the Ears” Arthur sighed as he gently turned the wheel; it proved to be a part of a greater ritual he felt the day would be. He knew he would be accepted as an employee today, so why bother with an interview? The key would turn itself to shut off the car, and he found his feet involuntarily shuffling out of the city car garage to the office building across the street. “MERTCO HEADQUARTERS” seemed to glare down at him, and as if in defiance, he glared back at it in reciprocation.The Quiet Drumming on the Ears
Once inside, getting to his interviewer took a good deal of time, or rather, bothers, which involved getting lost, aski
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Cheers.
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Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
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Lohnen nicht ohne dich
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"It's beautiful, the way it's meant to be, beautiful but it don't do shit for me, so peel away a little skin and choke upon the bone..."
Kind of busy writing bad fiction nowadays; I've had a revelation about my talent (or lack thereof) in drawing.
Right now I'm working on a fantasy novel, but I'm really trying to write it in a way that those estranged or otherwise disinclined to read fantasy would actually want to pick it up. I've always felt that fantasy's lack of appeal for a broader audience, and it's thematic weaknesses come from authors having more of a preoccupation with the setting and its history rather than actually trying to say something of value.
...Or maybe I'm just taking things (and myself) a little too seriously.
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"It's beautiful, the way it's meant to be, beautiful but it don't do shit for me, so peel away a little skin and choke upon the bone..."
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