City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Fifteen: Train Vibe)

Chapter Fifteen: Train Vibe:

-Paul-

I couldn’t sleep that night. My mind went back to my song. I had the base secured, but I still had other elements missing from it. I turned onto my back in bed. There was only one way to fix this and be able to get to sleep. I jumped out of bed and got dressed. The only things I took with me were my iPod, cell phone, and keys. I left my front light on as I left  my flat.

When was the last time I did this? I shoved my hands into my pockets. My neighbour worried about me walking around so late at night. Even more so since the terror attacks in France. She keeps trying to give pepper spray when I walk out the door. (I keep telling her that I will be fine. But she never listens. I don’t know what to do with her.) More

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City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Thirteen: We Need to Talk)

Chapter Thirteen: We Need to Talk:

-Paul-

She said we needed to talk. Those are never good words in my experience. Things have been going good between Sophie and I. But we aren’t dating. So, it’s not like we’re breaking up. But what if she’s suggesting there is no chance of us getting back together?

I stared at my cell phone.

The only thing I did was send her a text this morning. I told her to have a good day and nothing else. I can’t figure out what I did wrong. I shook my head. I should just go ahead and hear her out before I make my own conclusions. More

City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Eleven: Dodging the Ex)

Chapter Eleven: Dodging the Ex:

We were just about to head out of the Fish and Chip shop when I happened to look across the street. Sophie turned around and saw me frozen with an expression of terror on my face.

“Paul, what’s the matter?” she asked. I tired to speak as I pointed across the street.  Sophie slowly turned her head. A woman with bright ponytail pigtails walked out of a jewelry store. Her bright pink miniskirt was long enough to cover her arse. Her big boobs looked like they would pop out of her pink boob tube. The woman looked around as if looking for a cab. I jumped behind Sophie and ducked down. She turned and looked at me More

It’s Time to Wrap Up Things

Ever look at piece of work and go, “Yeah, it’s time to wrap you up.” I am going to end a draft that I have been working on since 2009. I think I will finish it on Wednesday. I will have see how I feel.

Things have been going to slow at my job. I’m hoping that it picks up again. I’m still fixing the pictures on my site. I need to fix the pictures in this blog too. The progress is moving along, however. I am just about to finish fixing up the main pages on the main site. I still have to work on the smaller sections, but I know I can do it. Edits for Steel Prison is coming along nicely and I think I like Taylor Swift’s new song. (I don’t really care about her, but the song’s good in a way. I’m using it to write a chapter for my story, Devil’s Scandal, tomorrow.) I can’t wait to write more for my Wasteland 2011 project this week. I get to start on the D.Gray-Man section this Thursday.

That’s about it for now, I think. You will see more of the City Lounge: London soon next month. For now…

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I Need Some Recomendations

I am feeling lazy again with my watching things. I did start Inside No. 9 last week and the first episode was quite interesting. I might go back to it when I’m not so lazy. Fixing the pictures on my site is going well. It’s still going to take me a long time to change those pictures from Photobucket to Imgur, but the Chrome extension, Fix Embedded Photobucket Images, just made it a little bit easier for me.

Meanwhile, I’m waiting for American Horror Story: Cult to start up in two weeks. In the meantime, I am looking for something new to latch onto to help break my laziness and get me back into the rhythm of watching my backlogs again. Anybody have any ideas? Comment below in the comment section. While you’re at it…

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City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Eight: Wondering)

Chapter Eight: Wondering:

I did some thinking as we rode deeper into East London. Sophie stared out the window of the moving cab. In moments like this, I wonder what could’ve been between us. I missed those days in university. I wanted to say something, but I didn’t think any words would fit the situation. Instead, I let my mind wander back into the past.

Some of our friends didn’t understand why we were together. On the surface, Sophie looked like one of those posh girls who belonged in prep school. Some of our schoolmates tried to suggest different pop bands of the 90’s she should listen to. Sophie always looked like she wanted to vomit when she said a Take That album cover. More

City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Four: Sophie the Queen)

Chapter Four: Sophie the Queen:

-Paul-

Even tonight, Sophie still has a strange effect on me. Seeing her face changed my plans for tonight. Initially, I had just planned to go with the flow of playing crappy pop music for the ladies tonight. (My soul was dying in the process). But when I saw her face on the monitors above, something inside of me took over. I began to think about my own music. That day with Sophie started up my passion for music again.

Before I knew it, my fingers took over the DJ Booth. Something inside of me told me not think, but feel. I counted down to when the last Sam Smith song played out. My mind chanted Massive Attack.

Massive Attack. Massive Attack. Massive Attack Massive Attack. Massive Attack!

Before I knew it, “Angel” started floating through the club. More

City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Three: Forced Girls’ Night)

Chapter Three: Forced Girls’ Night:

-Sophie-

I didn’t want to be out here. This was all Carrie’s dumb idea. She called me up just as I had finished eating dinner. I thought I had put my mobile on silent. I just wanted to stay in for evening and watch some TV.

“Hello?” I asked.

“Sophie!” someone cheered on the other line! I held my phone from my ear.

“Carrie?” I asked. “What is it?”

“I’m going out with Rachel and Rose to Club Oasis tonight!” she bragged. “Why do you come out with us?”

“Why?” I asked.

“I won’t be fun without you,” she said. I rubbed my forehead. Did she have to use that line on me? More

City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter Two: High Night)

Chapter Two: High Night:

Jay wasn’t kidding when said that Club Oasis was posh. Only the rich people came out here to party. Just looking at the line made me feel much poorer.

“Uh… How did you find this place?” I asked.

“Just looking around,” Jay said.

“And how did you book me a gig?”

He snickered and tapped the side of his nose. “I have skills, mate!” I resisted the urge to laugh with unease. I don’t like where this is going. How the hell are we supposed to get in with a line that long? Before I had a chance to argue, Jay dragged me across the street. More

City Lounge: London (Book Two, Chapter One: Creative Force)

City Lounge: London

Book Two

Chapter One: Creative Force:

-Paul-

I have to work tonight.

I’ve been on a high flow of creativity for the best week. I keep coming with dope beats and I’m not able to write them down fast enough. Every time I come up with the foundation of a new track, I see Sophie’s face. Meeting her again gave me a new passionate to make music again. My room is starting to be filled up with notes of music notes and lyrics. (I haven’t written lyrics since third grade.) How did Sophie give me that much energy to make music? I can’t seem to stop either.

This morning, I woke up wanting to make music. In my shower, more notes for the bass formed in my head. The more I got into the music, I started to see Sophie’s face. I about jumped in the shower. More

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