I was never one for painting, and with my writing, I said something about creating a God and letting him put the world together and that has to spill out into the waking world, and there is plenty of room. For A Willing Canvas so?
I was hoping to say “Long Live Queen Daenerys Targaryen of the Seven Kingdoms,” but I did fear that something like this would happen to her and thus the Game Of Thrones concluded but what about real life. Always Choose Hope Over Fear.
First R.I.P. Grumpy Cat, I can be plenty grumpy too, but today I’m feeling pretty good because I’m getting over a few women that brought me down and then so many others that upped my word counts. Will You Be X.
A “strange” man once rapped “no one man should have all that power” I swear if I were a rich man, sadly I might be a card-carrying member of the Republican Party because I know I want it all. There’s Power In The Dollar.
One of my motivations talks about Becoming The Hero Of Your Own Story and to this day I still hear my mother saying, God is in control, or I could have imagined that like her reading to me or singing Simple Man. Willing A Bad Story
Why so down on myself today, a failure at most things in my life but then the ball of fluff has turned fourteen, as the priest exclaimed art thou happy or as Michelle Branch sang, are you happy now, the odds of seeing her boobs? Will, Nope, B’s Daddy
I use my phone for everything but calls, and when it does ring, it’s always bad news and when I have to call… well, I can’t say I’m any different, but there’s still tomorrow isn’t there but if I could call someone? Will Call You Later.
All it takes to motivate me, sleep, sex, or a speech and that also explains why I’m not writing, and at this rate, I’ll never make it to forty but then what’s my age again… does it matter to the man in the mirror? Forty, William To Will, but not yet.
The hero of your story, a motivation of mine mentions that but when’s the last time I wrote anything of value, and though I’m not reading such and such, some words that can’t be forgotten the man I was. “Willing Of The Story”
Don’t make me say it when all I want to do is sleep or any other way I choose to waste time, and then I write about the simplest things because the fiction never leads to the dream or better the reality. Will Say, Won’t Write