Róisín Murphy.

Well, I´m not in a mood to write about anything so, I´ll post a Róisín Murphy´s picture that I recently found, enjoy because not only she is beautiful but an excellent singer as well.

What else do to.

Well, it´s 00:51pm Sunday and I´m totally bored and without any cool thing to do. I watched some TV, twittered, read some news of SDCC and nothing more. I really miss someone to talk,to share my feelings and thoughts and I don´t have that friend.I´m tired of that, of loneliness but I can´t help,I´m kind of difficult to deal with, maybe I´m destined to be alone, I really don´t know.


I´ll stop now, because I know I´ll become boring and that´s not the reason. I´ll be back when I have something really interesting to say, not complain.

July, 24th.

Well, that´s the day I was born, July 24Th, it´s my birthday.Tomorrow to be sure and I´m kind of happy/sad, it´s a mix of feelings,I know but I´ve been feeling that way for quite a while but really deep I´m happy.


I always like my birthdays, I know there were some that really I had bad moments, but I could get some happy moments, I remember one that I got a copy of Spectacular Spider-man # 178 and it really was one of my favourites,even with the problems.


The possibility to get old and see that life passes to fast really affects me,I feel like trapped, jammed in my life at moments and with no way out,maybe it´s because of the getting old thing but it´s time to joy and happiness, after all I got a new Go Gear i-pod, video MP4, a really hard to get CD that I´ve been trying to find for a while and some other cool stuff but it´s secret, tomorrow is the day I´ll get those.


I know, for sure that I will feel the same way next year and it´s okay, at least I´m alive and with some cool people around me and who knows next year, I´ll get my plans succeed and instead of being down, I´ll be up, I really hope so.

Dance Hall at Louse Point.

Well, not quite, I´ve never been there but I have it. It´s John Parish and PJ Harvey´s first album of their musical team up. I know, as a big PJ Harvey fan I didn´t have this album, maybe pure ignorance of its existence but now, I ´m save and free from that, I own it.

I´ve been a fan of her work since 95, when I saw a video of her song with Nick Cave and after that first contact, I went to buy all her albums until that and I still buy when she releases, It´s always a musical trip and I just love her songs and her.

I can´t wait to go home and listen to it, I just listened their second album, " A Woman A Man Walked By" and It´s awesome and of course I´ll love it after all, PJ Harvey never let me down in terms of excellent music and I believe she won´t anytime in the future.

Dreams.

Dreams are what most of us have, specially in regards of things we want to accomplish, I have mine, specially in becoming something different from what I am right now, at least better than I am.


Today I received two rejection letters from publishing houses about my novels, Those really affected me, I had high hopes and plans but I saw that won´t be possible right now so, I have to postponed it again, maybe to a near future or it´s something that I´m just thinking or pretending to make this a little less bad than is supposed to be.


Some time ago, I posted in a forum about something that just happened to me, It seems a little far fetched but It´s totally true. I was going to lunch and I met, by chance a High School friend, not really a friend, we talked and stuff but not I could call him a friend. he recognized me, we started talking but I had no intention to, I just did just to not look a bad or impolite person. We started talking and he asked me what I was doing and stuff, I said and he came with that, if I remembered what he dreamt of being, all his life, I had no idea, no recollection of that conversation and he dropped the bomb, he was a porn actor. Whoa! Again, I had no idea having this conversation with him, but I pretended and he told me about, that he always wanted that, after school he pursued that dream and now he was a porn actor. For me, that was nothing, the fact that he told me that, after a long time without any contact was the astonishing thing, not about his career.


I felt incredibly uncomfortable and my only desire was getting out of there, as long as possible and he came with a list of movies that he acted and asking me If I could watch to see that was true. Of course I said I would, just to get his face out of mine, but he continued talking until the time I said I was going to a meeting and it was much important. He gave me his phone and I gave his a phony one and I went away, as well as he did . I have no idea if it´s true but if it is, his dream came true and he can be happy about it.


I really want to feel that way, to be happy to see my efforts to do something different, original work out, to reach success, maybe I´m just one of the ordinary and average guys, like most of but I´ll continue and maybe like my "friend" I can see, after run into some other friend that I´m a writer, a famous one would be excellent.

Bored.

What a Sunday! I have to admit today was one of the horrible days to me, i felt so bored and sad, that I almost killed myself, not literally but I almost did. I read my new comics, watched some TV and even with new episodes of The Simpsons, Family Guy and American Dad, those things really didn´t help make my day a little better.



I don´t like Sunday, I have so many bad memories of Sunday, specially back in the past, when Sunday represented all bad things to me, sickness most of, my Grampa, Gramma, which I´ll not bring that issue, not to avoid to make even horst than it´s already is.



I´m glad it´s almost over and another Sunday behind but the next? I think I´ll feel the same as today but will always have the next day, to give me straight to endure Sunday and I promise to myself, again that this is the last Sunday I feel this way, I hope I can keep the promise, I´ll have to wait until next Sunday.

The Meaning of Love.

I love this old Depeche Mode song, It expresses deeply what I´ll say, Love. I love to write about love, love stories in fact, I can blame Jane Austen´s novels and all romantic comedies I´ve been watching all my life, I ended up a romantic and more important, a romantic writer.


All my novels have love in, no matter if it´s a Sci Fi, a violent thriller or a hard boiled suspense, love is the engine of then, the turning point of the characters, love will show up sooner or later and no matter how hard I try to avoid love , I can´t scape, It´ll be there. As a matter of fact, the only story that doesn´t have a love in, I was so proud I could make it, I wrote almost 250 pages without a love interest, infatuation or affair, but I always thought, I know It´s a excellent Sci Fi tale but I can´t resist to think I could have put some love in it, just to not break the chain.


I think I´m the only guy who likes "Sex and The City", I know, I know but since the first episode, I´ve became a fan. I´m just like them, Carrie, Miranda, Samantha and Charlotte, I´m still looking for the Miss Right. Yeah, I am. maybe that´s why I choose the romantic stories to write, the pursuit for a great someone that will complete you, respect you, support you, kiss you and more important, love you. All my romantic novels have it, someone that loved and lost and get together in the end, that special person who came from a casual encounter, like my newest novel, which because a CD, they started a conversation and then, started to know each other and the love was born. Maybe it looks tacky or not but It´s the way I see and write, my way to see and understand love.


My last girlfriend, I had the luck to meet her that way, by chance and because of a t-shirt. I went to a Star Wars/ Comics Convention and there she was, wearing a Sin City t-shirt and I came and said "I love Sin City and your t-shirt" and it worked out, we started to talk, became friends and later we were on a date and on a relationship but all good things come to an end and that ended too but I will not give up, I´ll find my other half, my soul mate or just someone who loves me and I´ll love back, I think I´m a romantic, if I wasn´t , I wouldn´t waste my time writing love stories and reading love stories. The happy end is somewhere and I´ll find, just like my characters and I really hope I won´t have to wait 250-300 pages to find it, will I?

Something made me wonder

Last Monday, I was spending some time with a friend, eating Big Macs and drinking strawberry/chocolate milkshakes and suddenly she came with something: Why there are so many famous people and some that aren´t? I just looked to her and answered: Luck. She agreed and we continued, but just for fun,pointing those who are and aren´t.


After, I realised that what I just said isn´t 100% certain, luck is am important part but other things are too, capacity, perseverance, hard work and talent but without luck, nothing any of those things really matter.


I never was a famous person, popular, just the average guy, the hard worker , with a little number but true friends, I really never bothered me in fact, I´m luck at some aspects of my life, but famous? Not my thing. I was or am that popular type, who draws followers and are the center of the place or the group, I wish I were but I´m not . I, indeed one day expect to reach at least recognition, for my write work, My novels, but I always had the impression that one day, I will die and after that, my novels will be famous, get that important recognition that I want, just like my hero, Jane Austen.


Jane Austen only got the proper recognition after her death, even during her time she got famous fans, like the Prince of England but she even could see her name on the cover of her novels, not allowed to women during her time, I think how frustrating it was to her, something that she really worked hard to write, something that i feel sorry for her.


I´m afraid of that, to work hard and fail, to get no reader, no publishing house and see my hard work, characters and all of my passion can´t see light, die before live, that´s why I decided to create this blog, to write, to show my ideas and thoughts, to express how I feel and to be famous or at least to be read, which now, It´s the most important thing to me.


About that little thing called luck, I hope I can have it, not I don´t have but in regards to my writings, I´ll post across the net, on my twitter, facebook and on forums I´m member and hope at least some like it, read it and share it , spread to others what I´m doing and who knows, to be famous or recognized before I die, which I know will happen.