RoseThorn13 wrote:
funeralxempire wrote:
RoseThorn13 wrote:
Now you know how Eminem feels lol
I wonder if he worried about that back circa '99.
I've never liked songs about partying or money, whether it's rock, hip-hop, whatever. I seem to like most music that gritty and dark and nihilistic, whether it's boom-bap or crust punk or death metal or industrial or horrorcore, etc.
The only good thing about a mind-numbing menial job is it gives me lots of time to focus on and pick apart aspects of language; I'm kinda obsessed with linguistics and that usually fuels my need to write, whether it's rhymes or prose. I've got a novel that I'm slowing adding to as well, but it's on the back-burner for now.
That's cool that's you're working on a novel. I might try a short story myself someday.
It's basically just a project I've never given up on, it's been in work since I was in high school, with loads of world-building and other distractions done, since it was also intended as a DnD type RPG setting. When I give it more attention I might need to streamline it since it's more like a massive sprawling rat's nest of intertwined short-stories with a big plot in the background, but mostly focused on more mundane stories - kinda like if War and Peace and Song of Ice and Fire had a lovechild.
Unrelated:
i'm blow'n up, my freestyles make me a viral street performer
see me on world star, detonatin' a belt underneath my bomber
umm-blo-en-up -
my-free-stylz-maek-me-a-vi-ral-street-pah-fahm-ahsee-me-on-world-stah - de-ton-ate-ina-belt-un-
dah-neet-mah-baum-ah
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