You get stuck in traffic with your car and fall asleep
you dream about the future and that motherfucking lie
underwater breathing in the deep and darkest depths
and the solarpower cells keep the music pumping citywide
and you wake up to the sound of a horn
as your head falls
against the wheel
i think i am writing a story about bonnaroo for my creative writing class. that is the idea today, at least. i am overthinking it, but i will be posting some drafts up here for you boys (and joie) as soon as my brain spits something out.
some days songs mean a lot more to me than others.
August 17th, 2007 at 4:32 PM
ive got a simple story you can use–
This guys’ parents were killed by criminals when he was kid, so he had nobody and then learned self defense and ended up in some bat cave and then decided to make a suit like a bat and help folks out in trouble and this guy dressed like a clown and some dude who likes brain-teasers start causing mass confusion but the main character puts a stop to it.
August 17th, 2007 at 4:44 PM
I think you should use Zach’s idea.
And what do you mean by, “you boys (and joie)”? This is WaterBlogged!.net, girls are coming out of the woodwork.
When I saw the post title, I thought it was going to be a Robin post about people dying. But it wasn’t.
I hate how I never know with you what is a song reference and what is something you’ve written yourself.
August 18th, 2007 at 8:15 PM
A robin post? you jerk.
iīm enrolled in creative writing, also, hailevb. WE should douche each otherīs work.
August 20th, 2007 at 7:41 AM
steve: it is a song reference, but a reflection of what i have been thinking lately. “traffic” by chad vangaalen
robin: i would be more than happy to spritz your writings with my juices.