And little did we know, stories would turn into novels…
Where do the beautiful things come from//The moments that swell your soul...
Post #501 – Excerpt from Alastair
This is my 501st post, and I wanted to do something special... I figured I'd share an excerpt from my upcoming fantasy novel Alastair, and direct you all to my NaNoWriMo page to become one of my "buddies..."
The countenance of a wearied mindFlickers in the candlelightFlitting round from thought to thoughtThose in the shadows, those iron-wroughtWondering if thine heart is blindOr simply has incomplete sightIf one only sees what one has boughtIf one can recall only what one sought
Twilight of the Mind
A twilight of the mind, casting despicable awe and scintillance...
The maddest are the best who've lived, that never bifurcate fact from fiction...
I'm left chasing echoes in small, empty rooms...
I Will Do This Someday
What a hopeless phrase. What a terribly, terribly hopeless phrase.
All I Lack
This new captain has all I lack