Monday, December 26, 2011

Theme 6: Break Away

They chained me. They bound me and left me in darkness to rot. But I am not so easily dealt with. I am no simple problem that can be locked away and forgotten. I am the cards and the cards are me.

I close my eyes. I am the root of the powers of air. I am the knight of swords. I am freedom and wings and chains cannot bind me. I am strength.

I am all these things and more and my chains are nothing. They fall to the ground shattered and rusted.

I am the Cartomancer, and my enemies will soon learn their mistake.

Theme 5: Seeking Solace

I look at your picture through a haze of cigarette smoke and whiskey. My lungs, my liver, my love, all fucked. L just isn't my letter it seems. My whole life I've been looking for something without quite knowing what it is. I thought it was you.

I was wrong.

Friday, December 23, 2011

Theme 4: Dark

Fraze blessed the darkness as he stretched out to the moon with his soul. The dragon of the night responded, sending power cascading into the conduits made by the network of tattoos crisscrossing his body. He became  an incarnation of opposites. The color from his skin and clothing was drained, leaving an inkblot on the face of reality in the shape of a man. The markings on his body were alive with silver fire, shining through his clothing where it covered his skin. His smile and his eyes glittered as his face split into a grin, three points of white in the void that was his face.
"Time to cause a little trouble for the sun-worshippers," he said, launching himself into the night on a trail of moonbeams.

Theme 3: Light

The light washed over and through him, searing his vision despite tightly closed eyelids. He fell to the ground, choking on his own breath.
"That's right, cocksucker," said the woman. "Drink it in. You think that light's all rainbows and happy thoughts?" She kicked him in the ribs. "Think again. My light is glorious and terrible, the stuff of legends and gods."
He choked out a sound that was probably meant to be words. The woman ignored him.
"I'm not going to kill you," she said. "But I am going to hurt you." She punctuated the last with another swift kick to his midsection. "And you're going to limp home to whatever faction thought they could take on this poor defenseless light mage and you're going to tell them how fucking wrong they were."
She kicked once more for good measure. "And if I ever see your face again, mine will be the last thing you ever see."

Theme 2: Love

"I don't understand," said Lisa.
"I really didn't expect you too," responded Carter.
There were tears in her eyes as she looked at him, but to her credit she blinked them away and did not let them fall. "I thought that things were good between us. What happened? Don't you love me anymore?"
Carter's gaze remained hard, unyielding, lifeless and cold like a painted portrait of a king. "I do love you," he said. "I love you more and more with every moment we spend together. But that's why I have to go. As long as you're with me, you're in terrible danger. Danger you can never understand and that I can never keep you safe from."
Her sorrow turned to anger. "Coward," she hissed, voice barely more than a whisper. "True love doesn't run. True love doesn't care what problems are before it. True love struggles and fights and overcomes."
Carter just shook his head and turned his back on her. "Don't follow me, Lisa. Hate me if you have to, but don't follow me."
He walked away, vanishing into the deepening night.
She didn't follow.

Theme 1: Introduction

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome! Welcome to our wonderful circus of the strange, our bazaar of the bizarre. I will be your host this evening. I have many names, yet none are mine. You may call me what you wish, for I am but a humble guide. But you did not come here to hear me prattle on. Please, get comfortable in your seats. Relax and enjoy the show."

100 Theme Challege

Been out of the world for a spell, I'd like to walk it again.

Gonna do some short prose vignettes corresponding to each of the 100 themes found on this post. I'll be going in order, from 1 to 100.

-The Drewcifer

Saturday, September 03, 2011

Muncie Blues

Okay, this is really hard for me to do, but here goes.

I started this song by singing it on my porch in the last couple of weeks before I left for China. Originally, it was just a chord progression I was doing to practice playing an F chord on my mandolin. It had different words every time.

While on the plane over to China, I managed to codify some lyrics that I think I can live with for the time being. The song may well go through another version or two, but I think it's pretty good.

Update: Added a few more lines and I think it's finished now.

For those of you interested in singing along, I'll include the chords for the first couple of patterns. After that, you can figure it out yourself.
So here goes. This is helping me to get over her.

Muncie Blues

So I'll write another story and sing another sad song
About some girl who's never gonna love me
What's worst is I got no right to miss her
Cuz Lord knows, I never even kissed her

And I'm finding myself at a crossroads, at a junction
Tryin' to figure out my form and my function
But listen kiddo, don't you worry about me
You worry enough as it is already

F                                                    C
Oh what the Hell am I supposed to do
With you and your Muncie blues?
No one compares to you.

F                                                    C
Oh, you know I got something to prove
And I just don't think that I can move
'Till I see it in those Muncie blues.

So I'll find another lover and sing another sad song
About a girl who's never gonna love me
While the new one sits beside me
With no idea of the pain inside me

Oh how I wish she was you
with your Muncie blues
Muncie blues

Oh and I feel my heart starting to bruise
But I think I've got nothin' to lose
When I'm staring at those Muncie blues

So I take another hit and sing another sad song
About the girl who said she'd never love me
And tell myself the drugs'll make it better
But all they do is make her eyes wetter

Oh I can tell that you don't approve
I can see it in your Muncie blues
But you don't get to choose

Oh and my heart it hasn't got a clue
Cuz if it knew what to do
It wouldn't be in love with you

And I die a little bit whenever I sing a sad song
About that girl who never did love me
And she never did love me
No she never did love me

Oh how I wish that I could tell you I'm through
That I've finally gotten over you
But that just wouldn't be true

Oh and I know the problem isn't with you
But it seems no matter what I do
I just can't forget about you

So I'll drain another glass and sing another sad song
Cuz all along I knew you'd never love me
I look for answers in this bottle of whisky
All the while wishing you were here with me

Oh it was nothing that I chose to do
but you see when I saw those Muncie blues
I knew I'd finally found my muse

But it's another empty round while I'm drowing my sorrows
Trying not think about all of the tomorrows
That you and I will never have

And the truth is now I'm more often drunk than I'm sober
Cuz at the start it was already over
Oh but ain't that the way it goes.