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 Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 3:16 am
Remmy shrugged. "All good writing comes from writers just wanting to write i believe. Those put on a timed schedule and expected to do something is forcing out creative juices that aren't always there. I'll let you in on a little secret if you promise not to tell anyone." she said, grinning.
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 3:17 am
::looking up curiously::sure.
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 3:22 am
Remmy leaned forward over the table. "I have a rather large journal full of poems and short stories from my years of being a recluse. It's sort of embarassing for me though. Some of the poems are about love and people wouldn't expect that out of me. I am a major tomboy afterall and I have focused on swordplay to keep me busy. Most of the stories are about ancient Japan and sword fighting for honor. Ideals that are considered archaic I suppose." She said.
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 3:25 am
::her eyes sparkle a bit::That sounds..... well isn't writting the greatest releif?::then she suddanly gets quiet and looks down at her hands again: biggrin on't shopw them to anyone...::softly::
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 3:30 am
Remmy blinked in surprise. "Writing is an interesting escape from reality that is unforetunately only temporary." She then frowned slightly. "I didn't really plan on showing them to anyone. But why shouldn't I? I'm embarassed by them anyways but hypothetically, why not?" she asked. Remmy wasn't big on crowds but she also had parents that wouldn't let a stupid agent push her around, and she wouldn't either.
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 3:31 am
if you write in a journal....write for yourself...then they are personal..... don't show them::very softly::dont ever show them off, youll be happier...::begisn rubbing her hand again as it cramps up::
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 3:39 am
Remmy shrugged. "I do write for myself, but if I did show others it would be because I wanted too. But, that's generally something people who are proud of their work do. My journal isn't really all that private, if someone wanted to read it they could. But, you're the only one I've told so no worries. I wouldn't show anyone unless they asked, and you prmised to tell no one so I figure I'm alright." she said, shrugging again. It took alot to throw her off center, even Kishi didn't bother her so badly anymore.
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 3:43 am
::a small nod::I'll never tell. I promise.::with intensity::
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 3:46 am
Remmy smiled. "I'm glad because then I have nothing to worry about. If you wanted I would let you read them but I doubt you would want to since you told me not to show anyone. I actually have a few in my head I want to write now that I have a few friends, I could add them into the mix." she said, chuckling. Oddly, a waitress hadn't made her way over yet.
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 3:53 am
It's probably better if I don't read them. I am curious, and Im sure some one who speaks as intelligently as you and thinks as deeply writes facinationg material, but all in all it is likly a better idea if I do not, of that is okay...::looking up almost pleedingly::
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 3:58 am
Remmy chuckled. "That's fine, though it would have been nice to know the opinion of someone who can actually see how deeply I do think and someone that I can speak intelligently to. Especially seeing as how I know you wouldn't push me to publish it or anything like that since you think it's best to keep it to myself. I suppose I'll leave it to my children if I have any, though I don't even know if they man I love can have children." she said, frowning and shaking her head. She didn't care about things like that. If nothing else then she would leave it with her friends when she died. Or maybe Grace and Gwen.
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 4:11 am
If its that importnt to you::hesitantly::then..maybe...but dont let me take them home...Ill read them while you are there, at your place allright? when its just us two....::playing with the table bric a brac again::
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 4:13 am
Remmy smiled. "Alright then. That's fine." The waitress finally came over and Remmy ordered green tea and white chocolate macadamia nut cookies.
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 4:16 am
::she orders very politly and formally something very generic, not even fully aware of what shes ordering, more like going through motions robotically as her hands continue to move the chachkah about between them::
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Posted: Thu Dec 30, 2004 4:23 am
Remmy blinked a few times as the waitress walked away. "Ki, do you always do things the way people expect you to do them?" It was a different subject, yes, but it could be just as deep as the one they had just had. She was interested in Ki who was much deeper than most people at her school. She knew her freinds weren't exactly shallow but she hadn't had time to really get to know them too well one on one.
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