Risk Another lyrics by Shelt Garner @sheltgarner Please give credit if you produce or perform
lovers come and go but your departure came as a blow what am I to do to right my ship of state I can’t even get out of bed to go on a date
I had a lover I don’t think I’d risk another I’d risk another I’d risk another
our love was sublime inspired me to great heights now I struggle to put words together that rhyme but I have to push forward keep the faith because tomorrow is another date
I had a lover I don’t think I’d risk another I’d risk another I’d risk another
(bridge) my love for you is enternal the grief I feel now that you’re gone is eternal, too but one day I’ll recover I swear and maybe make a baby
I had a lover I don’t think I’d risk another I’d risk another I’d risk another
Where You Loved Me lyrics by Shelt Garner @sheltgarner Please give credit if you produce or perform
where you loved me where you loved me where you loved me
our love was better than most we were the toast of the town just you and your old man the clown my hands might have been rough but for you they were smooth enough
where you loved me will never stop existing in my heart where you loved me is all around me even though we grew apart where you loved me where you loved me where you loved me
now our home is just a house the place where you loved me doesn’t exist I’m afraid it’s just a shack without a soul if I may be so bold
(bridge) where you loved me never ever existed that it was all a lie but that doesn’t stop me having another drink with a sigh
where you loved me will never stop existing in my heart where you loved me is all around me even though we grew apart where you loved me where you loved me where you loved me
Love You The Most lyrics by Shelt Garner @sheltgarner Please give credit if you produce or perform
love you the most love you the most love you the most
the end could be neigh I’d still hug you and smile of all the places I could be in your arms is it if the world ends wanna be with the one who has my heart
love you the most could heat the sun or power a city with how it burns
love you the most could heat the sun or power a city with how it burns
people say we won’t last that the earth is about to explode but I don’t care what they say as long as it’s you and me together at the end of history
love you the most could heat the sun or power a city with how it burns
love you the most could heat the sun or power a city with how it burns
(bridge) know I’m being dramatic that it’s all too hectic but I love you more than ever even after we turn into dust lighter than a feather
love you the most love you the most love you the most love you the most love you the most love you the most
Too bad for fucked up legal reasons this will probably never be produced. But the quick jolt of creativity that writing song lyrics gives me is a lot of fun. A Cold Rain lyrics by Shelt Garner @sheltgarner Please give credit if you produce or perform
a cold rain complicates everything everything everything
check my watch in the dark afraid my heart will be broken can’t get no signal on my phone I’m afraid I’m alone
I think of walking to your place so I can see your face give you a kiss when I arrive but it’s cold and rainy I realize with a sigh
a cold rain complicates everything
a cold rain complicates everything
a cold rain complicates everything
what am I going to do if you tell me we’re through will you throw me out into the dark force me to go where you are not but I’m just nervous, insecure it must be the cold rain and its complications
(bridge) when the warmth of the sun returns won’t have any worries or any cares we’ll be together for enterity just like it’s supposed to be you’ll love me, keep me warm it will be as simple as can be
because we all know that for now we have to deal with the cold rain of fading love
a cold rain complicates everything
a cold rain complicates everything
a cold rain complicates everything
a cold rain complicates everything everything everything
Short Answer: We don’t know yet — and why are you asking me?
Long Answer:
I’m a big believer in the idea that people rise to the occasion — but they have to have the opportunity to rise to the occasion. It is rare for people not to rise to the occasion, though Trump is a recent instance of that very thing.
But Volodymyr Zelenskyy, the president of Ukraine, definitely seems to be rising to the occasion. And, yet, the verdict is still very much out. To this date, there are historical ne’er-do-wells who posit that Lincoln or Churchill weren’t all that great.
I think we want and need Zelenskyy to be the hero of the moment. It is interesting that the bar is so fucking low for modern leadership that Zelenskyy simply doing what we all assume our leaders will do — lead — is a huge deal. But, in general, the verdict is still out.
History is a fickle mistress. Nowhere is this more obvious that than Russia. I’m just a nobody in the middle of nowhere — you probably shouldn’t listen to me — but I do have a hot take on Russia’s future.
It seems to me that Russia’s military in Ukraine is on the verge of collapse. If that happens, then there could be a significant cascading series of events that ultimately leads to Putin’s downfall.
Given Russia’s size and the number of nukes it has, this would throw the entire world order for a loop. There could be loose nukes. Limited nuclear exchanges, you name it. But there would also be a lot of opportunity. Russia has huge unlocked potential and if there was some macro creative destruction in Russia, there is a chance that the nation could transform itself form economic backwater to economic powerhouse within a generation.
I say this in the context of global climate change. But the process of this propose transformation would be very bloody and very painful for millions –if not billions — of people.
So, I don’t know. But it would be very ironic if there was a Second Russian Revolution just as the United States had a Second Civil War and we switch sides politically and economically. Russia liberating itself just as America turns into a theocratic, autocratic state would be rather surreal and ironic.
But it’s very much a real possibility, given macro trends in both nations as we lurch towards 2024 – 2025.
I continue to spin my wheels with this first novel in what I hope is a five novel series. The reason why I get so worked up about the first three chapters is they are the bedrock that sets up everything else for the novel. And, given that this first novel is meant to be something of a calling card for the other four novels, I want everything to be just right.
One issue that has really gotten me stuck at times is relationships. It only has slowly dawned on me how important it is to have as much conflict in relationships as possible. As such, I sometimes have to think up creative reasons why people who otherwise don’t like each other would feel forced to interact.
I think I’ve managed to figure out yet another situation where this happens. What I really need is that awkward element found so often in drama that I hate, hate, hate to see on screen or read in a book. But that’s pretty much what drama is — people being forced into severely awkward situations.
But I do find that when I’m the one creating the awkward situations that I can handle it all.
Inspiration
Another thing — I really, really need to read more. I need to read more fiction. And more fiction that isn’t my own stuff. I’m trying to read a few books and novels but it’s not going so great. But I’m hopeful.
I have a really compelling five novels and this first novel is very well thought out. I’m kind of obsessed and or addicted to this whole process. And I definitely have a process that I like for how *I* develop and write a novel. But I have to, finally, push forward beyond just the very beginning of the novel.
I continue to have existential problems with this first novel in the five novel series I’m developing and writing. The fact that it’s existential is why I can’t tear myself away from it — it’s not like these problems wouldn’t exist in anything else I worked on.
The problem isn’t the project, the problem is ME.
What keeps happening in my storytelling ability keeps getting better, which in turn prompts a reset of the whole thing, then this process keeps going on and on and on and on. It can really feel like I’m spinning my wheels and not getting anything done.
There are so many things to consider. Right now, word count is at the forefront of my mind. I’m an untested aspiring novelist and so the sweet spot for any novel I try to sell is probably between 80,000 – 110,000 words. Publishers just aren’t prepared to physically pay to publish anything much longer unless there are some very specific circumstances that change that situation.
Stieg Larsson was originally writing not only for a Swedish audience, but he was also an established journalist in the country. So, publishers were probably far more likely to give him something closer to 200,000 words for a first novel simply for the sake of the Swedish language.
Anyway.
One of the biggest issues I have is how, exactly, do I want to start the novel. That’s the thing I keep spinning my wheels with the most. But I think I may have come up with a square the circle solution because of the nature of what the actual inciting incident in the novel is. I think. I hope. I keep saying this to myself, only to revert back to the exact same beginning I had in the first place.
But I think — maybe — I might have come up with a really interesting beginning. I just hope it holds.
So, I walked out of The Batman. Now, let me be clear — I did this not because I didn’t like the movie, it’s just from a storytelling point of view it wasn’t doing much for me. (I must also note that there were some guys in the theatre who were creeping me out and I was being paranoid that they were going to jump me in the parking lot once the movie was over tonight.)
Anyway, The Batman was a good movie, just not good enough to keep me in my seat.
I think some of this had to do with me not being the intended audience. I’ve grown very, very tired of comic book movies. I’ve come to believe that particular market has “matured” to the point that it needs to be sent off to pasture so some other genre can, thankfully, replace it at last.
But another problem I had was I just didn’t really see the point of Yet Another Batman Movie. I just didn’t care. I didn’t care about the characters and I didn’t care about the plot. It was pretty to look — especially Zoe Kravitz — but the whole thing left me feeling rather meh.
And, yet, I’m not saying what I saw was “bad.” It wasn’t all that bad. Just kind of hum-drum. I wish we could get a solid reboot of the Alien or Terminator franchises. I think good scifi should make a comeback.
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