Damn That Writer's Block

Of all the phases of writer’s block that I am going through, this one is sucking the life out of me.

Figuratively speaking.

First off, I think that had I not written The Fallen Queen, I would have not thought about perhaps making a package by writing several more short stories in the hopes that I could create an anthology.

I’m probably into my second story called Red. It’s supposed to be a werewolf romance, but intentionally, it’s my take on the tale of Red Riding Hood.

I love the idea of butchering fairy tales and turning them to the dark side.

However, the most difficult part about writing this story is that I have no wish to see it spin out like a Twilight rip-off.

That’s the problem these days; the supernatural world is being tainted with romance.

As a student in Media Studies, I still fail to comprehend just how something so Mary-Sue and long-winding can turn out to be a huge success.

Secretly, I wish I can create something out of words which can make a huge impact on the world.

Even if that something turns out to be You-Know-What.

I know I’m there somewhere, but I first have to make an effort out of it.

Good Entertainment

While I still make it a habit to visit the cinema to catch up on the latest screenings, I have picked up a recent love for going to movies where the audience claps along.

It must be a good influence coming from being in Film Studies class.

The Karate Kid actually proves to be a must-watch despite all the usual negative critics about attempting to remake a film. Everything from the previous film is still there, with perhaps a ew twists and turns. The only flaw I find is that the producers shouldn't use Karate, this is kung-fu in China. And the era of action and violence has changed dramastically over the years. Damn, even 12-year-old boys can play dirty and floor their opponents like hell!

Hearing everyone in the cinema cheer and applaud once Xiao Dre wins the tournament with the snake-kick sounded very alleviating. It means that you, along with others, have paid good money for entertainment! :)

No Longer the Oracle, But the Bearer of Stress

After 7 years or less, it has come to my realisation that it's time to abandon the oracle identity. Something shorter to remember me by, and where I don't have to deal with the unnessecary mail unless it pleases me.

But mostly it's because I don't know how the hell I locked myself out of my previous account. If anyone out there has any ideas on how to save my account, do contact me.

In the meantime, I shall be jayson7391@hotmail.com

And am still stressing over the need to complete all remaining assignments. Poor thing! :(