I think perhaps the school year may begin to calm itself down now.
I've run myself ragged, yes, but I think I'm getting less and less stressed and more... well... creatively enterprising.
I'd like to point out that despite any and all stories from Italy, I am not a lush. I will probably never have turbo coffee ever again.
Four cups was fine, thank you.
I am so excited about The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian. I've been looking at pictures. I'm pleased to report that the Pevensie kids STILL look like they are related to me. I'm not sure how I feel about Ben Barnes yet. He has pretty bone structure, he didn't do much in Stardust but he didn't annoy me either... but his hair has some serious Puppy Bouf-Bouf action going on in the trailer. Just sayin'.
Tonight I went to my school's One-Act Play Festival, put on by the talented Directing II class.
It made me wish I could write plays.
The denouement is when you finally see that an end will come.
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You could very well write plays. No one said you had to write a play that was 2 hours long. A simple scene here or there, and all of a sudden you may have an epic play on your hands.
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