It’s been over a month since I’ve done any work and it is beginning to fall under the pitiful category. I really, really need to get back to work. To be honest, I haven’t even been thinking much about my work lately, which is extremely unordinary for me – it’s usually all I think about. But ever since Tom disappeared with the kids, I haven’t been very focused. I know I’ll see Brandy, Keith, and Lane soon, but chances of ever seeing Tiffany are starting to look thin. I don’t believe I could ever have the capacity to truly hate another human being, but I dislike Tom and Debbie on a very high degree.
Anyhow, that’s not why I decided to write. The main reason is that I’m hoping this will give me an ounce of inspiration, or at least motivation. “The Phoenix of Azar” will be undergoing some serious changes soon. Nick came up with some very good ideas, which will help me incorporate The Source of Evil more and give Ixion believable motive. However, Cian is giving me quite a bit of difficulty these days, and to be truthful, I’m beginning to forget a lot of what I originally had planned. I’m going to blame it on the continuously changing plot. Lordie, I can’t even think straight right now…
…Hooked on an amazing song called The Flame of Youth, by Dragonforce. Listening to it now in fact…
…Sarah threw a party for the kids today. Was interesting – and worth the trouble, I’d say.
Worst for last: Avery is dead. I can’t believe it’s true, and it’s just now starting to set in as I’m writing this. How can she have died? Didn’t the little idiot know how much I loved her? This is worse than when Arella died, and in the same ranks as when Circle died (Circle was Avery’s older sister from another litter – she looked just like Avery, but instead of having a lightning bolt on her brow, she had a circle, hence the name). Avery left behind two kittens: Stuart and Celina. They are much too young to be without their mother. They can’t even lap milk from a dish yet. I’ve been feeding them every two hours from a medicine syringe. As of this moment, they are both alive, but I’ve been worried for Celina. This morning she was quite sickly. She wasn’t eating well and couldn’t walk. She can walk now, and I’ve been forcing her to eat, but I won’t be surprised if she dies. Unfortunately, I told my little cousin Dani that she could have Celina when the kitten was old and strong enough. Now that the cat is sick, Dani is broken-hearted. I felt so guilty when she found out – she started crying, and I just didn’t know what to say. I can’t lie, then she’d be really disappointed if Celina doesn’t make it. I’m really trying to keep them alive, but I can’t do any more than I can do, right?
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