I feel like there's something that I should be writing. Nothing specifically, but I feel as though I need to express something within myself I can't seem to let (push?) out. Maybe I'm writing this for no other reason than to create soft sounds on my keyboard to soothe my cats. She lays on my chest and bobs with my breathing just like the tide on the shore.
Wow. That metaphor (simile) was, well, I'm lacking in the correct words. What I do know is that it was bad- as though I'm trying too hard. I don't have much to say for my writing except at least I don't describe eyes as "orbs".
My other cat lays beside me, her regular spot already taken. I cannot say much for her breathing except for my assumption it is happening.
Damn, there it is again. Why must I always sound so... pretentious? Magniloquent. I just learned that word right now when I tried googling synonyms of "pretentious". Magniloquent is a fantastic word, an example of itself. It reminds me of Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia. I love when things exemplify themselves. I try to be that in myself.
As this chapter goes, I do wonder how it contributes to the work as a whole. It's not as though this book, if you can even call it a book, is something with plot or rhyme or reason. It's just a collection of things I write when I'd rather the sounds of typing than of pen. I never thought I'd get more than one view a chapter, I don't know how Wattpad suggests these to people. I find it interesting how my two most viewed chapters are the first one (obviously) and the one where I had a (somewhat?) synesthetic breakdown. I think people are drawn to ridiculousness, but I don't know how the view count increases because the chapter title didn't exactly explain the chapter. The theory of people telling their friends about it doesn't seem to make much sense considering nobody follows this "book" or me.
We interrupt this regularly scheduled programming to bring you an important message: My cat is dreaming.
Her ear is twitching, her paw is shaking, and her breathing got heavier. I wonder what she's dreaming about. I hope it's something that makes her really happy. And I hope that when she wakes up she doesn't feel trapped in her life without it.
Anyways, back to the show. I'm still surprised-
ALRIGHT HOLD UP. Her body just started convulsing and she began to gag. Please note, this is the cat that was laying on my chest, and I am not about that being vomited on life.
Okay, yes, finally, back to what I was saying. I'm still surprised at the amount of people that view these chapters. I don't know if I like or dislike it. I am aware that I could exponentially increase my views by tweaking certain things, but that feels like betraying myself. I continue to name my chapters things that don't draw attention and are somewhat obscure representations of the material itself so that they get less views, I think.
I wonder about writing a real book, with a story and all that. I don't think it would go very well, considering it's my first. But there's a first to everything and you only progress from there. My writing is kind of like my guitar playing - mediocre. I could get better with practice but my fear of the judgement itself inhibits me. Damn, that's lame. I don't give a shit what people think, why would I care about this? Especially from people I don't get a damn about either.
Alright, my cat is done with whatever is just happening and jumped back on the bed. I rolled over to my stomach so she's curled into a ball by my arm. It feels good to have company. Especially twofold.
Remember how I said I love things that are an exemplification of themselves? I just realized that this chapter is kind of an example of what it references in how this book has no linear progression.
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Talon just snapchatted me and it's 2 am, so I was like what the fuck. I opened it and it was a video of The Grinch being under LGBT movies on Netflix. Now we're sending videos back and forth of the worst things we can find.
Gay grinch, daddy grinch, porn grinch, prostitute grinch fanart, "country girl" grinch shirts, etc.
Speaking of Talon, I miss Ryland. But it's almost 3 now, and I really need to get some sleep. Hopefully I can see him tomorrow.
Birds have some weird ass hands.
