Why Would I Write

  • Paperback observations.

    Why do authors write books with pen names if they reveal their real names in the book itself? I really don’t get it! Sometimes you don’t even have to flip open the book to find out that it was written under a pen name- you can read it on the cover itself! I don’t know why, but it bothers me.

    Why do women on trains wrap up their romance novels? Seriously, I’ve seen countless women on trains reading novels that have their covers wrapped with some fancy wrapping paper. They can’t fool me!

    I just thought to myself- what do covers of romance novels look like? A half-naked man standing with their sculpted bodies glistening in the sunlight and a women (sometimes topless with her long hair draped over her nipples) all over him. Now I realize why women wrap up their novels.

    But fantasy books have similar covers too- you get big breasted half naked women fighting dragons, but you don’t see them covering their books. I guess fantasy readers are proud to be caught reading such books. Haha.

    I started (well, to be more accurate I tried) reading Shakespeare the other day, and man it was HARD! More than half the time I was referring to a dictionary to look up the meaning of some words, and most of the time I’m looking up the meaning of obsolete words which aren’t even used anymore in modern English. I thought it could help inspire me with my writing or something, but it feels like it’s more trouble than its worth. But I’m not giving up.. yet! Who knows? I might get the hang of it soon.

  • Gig #31

    I’ll be performing at Mardi Gras, 1Utama this Thursday. 9.30pm. Come show your love and sing along 😀

    I’ll be playing my new song for the first time everrrrrrr! haha

    Event link here.

  • Leaving the one oh eight.

    A new 2storeyheart song! Listen to it on myspace! Or download it here. I spent a few hours this evening at home recording this song, the guitar was a bitch to play. Haha. Anyway have a listen and leave your feedback! 😀

    Leaving the one oh eight

    So I’ve made up my mind
    I’m packing my stuff
    I’m letting it go
    I’ll leave it behind

    I know that you know that
    It wasn’t an easy
    Decision to make yeah
    But it’s for the best

    It’s gonna be a long road
    And I won’t have you
    You won’t have me either
    You’ll find someone new

    And so must I..
    At least I’ll try..

    I’m starting to picture
    All our memories
    All the times shared
    With you surrounding me

    I’ll miss all these four walls
    I’ll miss the TV
    I’ll miss all the times
    You were there for me

    The hour long journeys
    To get to your door
    And all of the storms
    That I had to brave

    You never asked for more..
    You never asked for more..

    And I’m leaving the one oh eight in shambles
    Empty like a shell
    That’s been abandoned, left for something better
    Four blank grey stained walls

    As I put the last box in my car
    I closed the door, I turned and looked
    At the windows looking back at me
    The lights are off like faded memories
    Disappearing in the dark
    Every single moment that we shared together
    Will forever Be part of my life

    And it’s just so hard to let go
    When you’re heading down on that road
    Leaving what you loved behind
    In hopes that you will find
    It’s just so hard to let go
    When you’re heading down on that road
    Leaving what you loved behind
    In hopes that you will find another