K.E. Skedgell

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Weezer -- Say It Ain't So Album -- Weezer (Blue Album, 1994) Oh yeah. All right. Somebody's Heine' is crowdin' my icebox Somebody's cold one is givin' me chills Guess I'll just close my eyes Oh yeah Alright Feels good Inside Flip on the tele' Wrestle with Jimmy Something is bubbling Behind my back The bottle is ready to blow Say it ain't so Your drug is a heartbreaker Say it ain't so My love is a lifetaker I can't confront you I never could do That which might hurt you So try and be cool When I say This way is a waterslide away from me that takes you further every day (hey) So be cool Say it ain't so Your drug is a heartbreaker Say it ain't so My love is a lifetaker Dear Daddy, I write you in spite of years of silence. You've cleaned up, found Jesus, things are good or so I hear. This bottle of Steven's awakens ancient feelings. Like father, stepfather, the son is drown...

O ne of the places I would love to go before I die -- Romania. Below are links to a web forum for photographs I found one day dinking around. Many many gorgeous photos to browse through. Sit back, relax, and enjoy a virtual tour of one of the most beautiful countries in Europe. Romania In Pictures Romanian Castles View of Poenari Castle (top left on cliff, barely noticeable), the Castle Dracula, and surrounding area, the place where several scenes of my novel take place. Just, try to picture no road or bridge there and the river with more water. Click on photo for better view.

Johnny Cash -- One Piece At A Time Album -- One Piece At A Time (1976) Well, I left Kentucky back in '49 An' went to Detroit workin' on a 'sembly line The first year they had me puttin' wheels on Cadillacs Every day I'd watch them beauties roll by And sometimes I'd hang my head and cry 'Cause I always wanted me one that was long and black. One day I devised myself a plan That should be the envy of most any man I'd sneak it out of there in a lunchbox in my hand Now gettin' caught meant gettin' fired But I figured I'd have it all by the time I retired I'd have me a car worth at least a hundred grand. [CHORUS] I'd get it one piece at a time And it wouldn't cost me a dime You'll know it's me when I come through your town I'm gonna ride around in style I'm gonna drive everybody wild 'Cause I'll have the only one there is a round. So the very next day when I p...

O kay, this has nothing to do with writing, but I just wanted to blog about my new do. Wednesday I spent a good chunk of my day off work at the salon and had my hair cut and colored. I went in there for the haircut because my thick, long hair was getting out of control. And it was unhealthy and hard to brush and full of split ends upon split ends. It had been two years since scissors touched my long locks of frizzy, wavy, dish water blonde hair (with a touch of carrot), and it was long over-due. I had seven inches taken off, which still left my hair fairly long to probably five or six inches below the tops of my shoulders, then layers were cut out on top of that. The cut certainly helped the wave in my hair become more bouncy. I like it! My fingers slide on through my hair without getting all tangled up in it, and when I put it in a ponytail my hair actually stays off my back and much of my neck. Great for summer! The color was something I hadn't planned on doing. I looked in ...

I t's not all about you. Oh wait--in second person perspective it is! Currently I've been working on a scene, (albeit very slowly, life kinda has put the brakes on my writing for a bit) where this point of view perspective I believe, I hope, is going to work for the scene. The rest of the book is in third person, sometimes close, sometimes a little more distant, all depending on the scene, which in the edits and rewrites I'll make it my goal to transition everything more into a closer third perspective. This scene, though, will most likely be the only one in second person point of view, unless I decide to delve into it again with another similar scene. The reason for this little change up isn't to be show offy, it's because for the point I'm trying to bring across in the way I want the reader to see and feel in this particular scene, I believe second person will work best. A lot of peeps don't like second point of view, and I'm not too thrilled with...

Ludovico Einaudi - Divenire - Live at Royal Albert Hall, London Album - Divenire (2006) Instrumental. Possibly, my favorite composer.

János Hunyadi N o, I'm not about to blog about the novel by Ernest Hemingway , or the song from Metallica of the same name. I'm speaking of the church bells that chime at noon. I never had any thought as to why church bells chime at noon, it was always a thing that just was. One day, I couldn't tell you when, during one of my researchscapades for my novel, I came across some interesting bit of info. Yeah, it has to do with the church bells chiming at noon. Some of you reading this may already know why and the importance of why they chime at noon, some of you may not. They chime in commemoration of two men, but primarily for one: János (John) Hunyadi , and for the other, Giovanni (John) da Capistrano . Giovanni da Capistrano   I've written a scene where the son of János Hunyadi, the king of Hungary Mátyás (Matthias, or Matthew) Corvin, is telling the tale of his father's brave fight in Nándorfehérvár (Belgrade) to my main character, Vlad, over-looking t...

I came up with the idea the other day and thought it would be a fun little thing to do. So, every week on Sunday at midnight I will post a new Random Song Of The Week, any ol' song from any ol' genre. This week's random song: Dead Can Dance -- How Fortunate The Man With None Album -- Into The Labyrinth (1993) You saw sagacious Solomon You know what came of him, To him complexities seemed plain. He cursed the hour that gave birth to him And saw that everything was vain. How great and wise was Solomon. The world however didn't wait But soon observed what followed on. It's wisdom that had brought him to this state. How fortunate the man with none. You saw courageous Caesar next You know what he became. They deified him in his life Then had him murdered just the same. And as they raised the fatal knife How loud he cried: you too my son! The world however didn't wait But soon observed what followed on. It's courage ...