Post by Siana Blackwood on Aug 11, 2016 4:46:30 GMT
The Steve Songbook
Pick a song, rewrite some or all of the lyrics so it's about writing. Optional - link to the song.
A couple of examples, both from the shoutbox in July:
LIVIN' WITH NO BRAIN
Ooooooh we gotta hold on to what we plot, It doesn't make a difference if we write it or not, we got our bunnies, and that's a lot, we love...TO WRITE A LOT.
WHOOAAAA we're halfway sane, woooaaaah, LIVIN' with no brain, take my pen, I'll write through the paaain, WHOOOOOOOOOAAA, LIVIN' WITH NO BRAIN.
BRAIN OR NO BRAIN
It's all the same, only the names will change... everyday, it seems we're writing away... another page where our brains are insane... we write all night just because we can...
I'm a writer, on a keyboard I type... I'll write it, brain or no brain.
Sometimes it's grief, sometimes we vent our rage. Writers like me, we cross paths on Steve's dark page. Sometimes dreams rise, through the chaos that we make. Sometimes the muse dies, and long we like awake.
Oooh, and I plumb my fears, and crack my twisted hands, the climax nears, but I might never see the end! I see the tale's bones, hear my characters call. I made them with love, but I've tortured them all.
I'm a writer, the muse carries my pain, but I'll write it, brain or no brain.
Post by Jᴀy V. Aꜱᴛᴇʀ 💀🐍 on Aug 17, 2016 19:20:32 GMT
This thread is very, very dangerous.
Observe, for this song got stuck in my head.
And, er, sort of, me.
Look If you had One shot Or one genius plot bunny To build everything you imagine In one moment Would you write it Or just let it slip?
The typewriter's heavy, keys squeak, fingers sweaty There's food crumbs in the keyboard already, sandwich ready, She's broken but he's spoken, this dark Reaper, Eddie, Called to wake, so dull the ache, she feels reality's gritty Dust, falling through pink cracks of dawn, with a mournful sound, A muse knows no doubt, but her last words won't come out. She's dreamin' now, and the dead are screaming loud, The cracks ring out, the block tumbles, and the end is now!
Time cracks! Split the minute, he's mired too deep in it, He scythes through infinity, thinks he's divinity Sighs, she's so cold, but she won't fall that easily, No It's old habit, she knows the whole world's a fantasy, Her mouth slacks open, and croaks, he drags her back, then she spoke Words so cracked that he chokes, they can't lose this last hope, Or he's back to the void again, a dead living entity, The sole soul screaming, in cosmic insanity.
He knew to choose her, the muse here, it's tragic, It's magic, for Henry saves the world you know, He only has one shot, he cannot, lose the chance to show, The Lit Crew can kick butt, once upon a lifetime!
He cannot lose her, the muse here, it's tragic, It's magic, for Henry makes the world you know, He only has one shot, he cannot, lose the chance to show, The Reaper can kick butt, once upon a lifetime!
He can't even
The edit monkeys are racing, through this plot hole that they're facing, The writer's whole world for the taking, Make him king, as he now wards a, new part of, A gray world of brain-dead ghosts, for drainin' souls slow is the new order, She's not where she wanted, the road just gets harder, The Reaper's out, so now it takes so much longer, Time to go slow, the plot lines are knotted, Dread just grows, darkness just shows words departed, so long, there's no other, To pick bones, she soon wished, oh, she'd never started, But so it goes, she wants to know, what's it got her? Them kids won't read books no mo, it's all garbage, They moved on to the next schmo who glows, he grew old and died sparkling, So the bunnies grow cold and all told, it's no drama, but the keys type on Derp derp derp derp derp
She knew to choose her, the muse here, it's tragic, It's magic, for Henry saves the world you know, She only has one shot, she cannot, lose the chance to show, The writer can kick butt, once upon a lifetime!
She cannot lose her, the muse here, it's tragic, It's magic, for our minds make the world you know, We only has one shot, we cannot, lose the chance to show, The we nerds can kick butt, once upon a lifetime!
I must say, I'm afraid, wish I had Vader's rage, Too many mutha'uckas 'uckin' up my shi' this age, I'm like Luke Skywalker trapped in dark mind's cage, Got to beat my mind each time, to get one more page. But I keep trying, I keep fighting, I'm a real writer, When there's clowns to the left of me and jokers to the right and, Frustration fights pain, I'm all cramps, so I try to, Stop when I can't go on with my kind of Pace, and I can't keep up with my mind and Voices tell me these words ain't worth what you'd find inside diapers, And it's no epic, no deus ex machina, This is my work, and each step is so hard, And it's getting even harder when I see the finished product it'll be, and See the monolithic mountain shoot up between me and the end is just taunting Me and haunting me with failure, and it's too much, For me to think a lot, but I've still fought, Can't have a life of boredom, like a writer I've got, To formulate a plot before the doubt slows me a lot, To write is my only winning option, the blank page is not, Death, you're stronger, but this doubt has got to go, I cannot grow old without taking a shot, Like a flame in a candle I've caught, Please don't fall apart, 'cause this may be the very destiny that I've sought!
She knew to choose her, the muse here, it's tragic, It's magic, for writing breaks the world you know, She only has one shot, she cannot, lose the chance to grow, The writer can kick butt, once upon a lifetime!
She cannot lose her, the muse here, it's tragic, It's magic, for our minds make the world you know, We're destiny's one-shot, we cannot, lose the chance to show, The we nerds can kick butt, once upon a lifetime!
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Siana Blackwood: looking at my wip list with the usual feeling of "I don't even know what happens in these, so how am I supposed to write a summary?"
Apr 4, 2023 7:48:18 GMT
Jᴀy V. Aꜱᴛᴇʀ 💀🐍: You don't have to. I just did mine because I happened to have bullet points I already did. Don't worry about structure or formality, it's just us
Apr 4, 2023 16:48:01 GMT
Jᴀy V. Aꜱᴛᴇʀ 💀🐍: Maybe a list of WIPs but instead of a summary it's one fun fact or one thing you really love about it? Or skip the list and post what you're listening to. Half the point of this place isn't to be strict but to just have fun and interact.
Apr 4, 2023 16:49:28 GMT