For the third day in a row, I woke up with a Helloween song stuck in my head. On Monday it was Kings Will Be Kings and Time of the Oath, yesterday was Keeper Of the 7 Keys and today, was Halloween. On top of that, I had various songs by Iron Maiden, Dio, Motorhead and Nightwish looping in my head the whole day. This is what happens when I play nothing but heavy metal for a month for my novel writing.
In writing for NaNovel and looking for good word padding, I’ve discovered some beautiful love sonnets. I’ve never been one for poetry and I blame my lack in poetry related interest entirely on my literature teacher for making it seem impossibly dry and absolutely dull. So, finding these sweet words of love was wonderful. Here’s one by Alfred Tennyson titled Marriage Morning:
Light, so low upon earth,
You send a flash to the sun.
Here is the golden close of love,
All my wooing is done.
Oh, the woods and the meadows,
Woods where we hid from the wet,
Stiles where we stay’d to be kind,
Meadows in which we met!
Light, so low in the vale
You flash and lighten afar,
For this is the golden morning of love,
And you are his morning start.
Flash, I am coming, I come,
By meadow and stile and wood,
Oh, lighten into my eyes and heart,
Into my heart and my blood!
Heart, are you great enough
For a love that never tires?
O’ heart, are you great enough for love?
I have heard of thorns and briers,
Over the meadow and stiles,
Over the world to the end of it
Flash for a million miles.
Isn’t it sweet? *dreamy sigh*
Anyway, here’s the stats for my NaNovel so far if anyone is interested:
Story so far: Female main character is pregnant and currently planning the wedding. Male main character
DEAN! is hot and sexy and the baby’s father.
Number of words: 24,082
Sex scenes: I lost count after the third one
Characters killed: 2 and 1 attempted murder
Cups of tea drank in the last 24hrs: 7 (that’s one teabag per cup)
Caffeine overdose: 2
Random quiz of the day: If you’re smart, where did this verse come from?
I left alone my mind was blank
I needed time to think to get the memories from my mind
What did I see can I believe that what I saw
that night was real and not just fantasy
Just what I saw in my old dreams were they
reflections of my warped mind staring back at me
‘Cos in my dream it’s always there the evil face that twists my mind
and brings me to despair