My "star" of choice? To leave a legacy for my future grandchildren. I have always been a writer. I've had a newspaper column and such. However, writing consumes hours upon hours of time. I never had the time to write until now.
I am unable to work due to an attack. A flesh eating beast has attacked my body. I have been fighting this beast for just over 2 years. The beast has a name. His name is Cancer. He forces me to twist and turn. I am Dancing With Cancer and I share this story in the form of a journal.
I also have a tremendous sense of humor which I share along with any other musing that pops into my head.
We each have the ability to make our dreams come true. You can't be afraid. One would never become a star had they not reached out and captured it. Come with me to ride upon a star.
Unique traits: I am a natural clutz which I use to the best of my ability.
(giggles, hiccup!) Biography ⋄ Drama ⋄ Family I am unfamiliar with things like "loglines". I am a Writing and Communications Major, not Theater or anything exciting like that. However, I will learn. Eventually, I will even have a complete Screenplay posted. For now, I have my idea. Since the "idea" is the actual conception of the screenplay, I simply decided to "conceive". http://naesnests.wordpress.com Return To Hell He plays a horn A magical tune Making a snake entranced The snake rises up And out of a basket Performs an eerie dance Dancing together The horn and the snake Enchanting Frightful sound A mating call under a spell Snake rising from the ground Entwined with the horn Snake continues to rise Looking around the crowd Snake sees a woman To hate and despise Man plays the horn loud The tempo is faster Snake seems to jump Promising a life of charm With a grin and a laugh Snake looks in her eyes "Come, there will be no harm" The woman is helpless And follows the snake Soon becoming entwined Snake raises its head And opens its mouth "Now your soul is mine" While wrapping around Snake tightens its grip Soon to be well fed The helpless victim Wrapped up tight Another soul is dead Man with the horn The one in control Snake under his spell Mission accomplished Victim selected They return to hell http://naesnests.wordpress.com
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