Katherine Frances's Blog, page 16
August 27, 2018
"I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a..."
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
- Daffodils by William Wordsworth
August 26, 2018
"i thought i knew everything about pain,
until my heart caught fire
by being too close to your..."
until my heart caught fire
by being too close to your flames.”
- shelby leigh (via nothingwithoutwords)
"Maybe the moon is beautiful only because it is far."
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original: “لربما القمر ليس جميلا إلا لأنه بعيد”
(via wnq-writers)
August 25, 2018
"Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do..."
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimm’d;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st;
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.”
- Sonnet 18 by William Shakespeare
k-frances:
Today I edited 2052 words of my WIP found under #TIGER. Trying desperately to get this...
Today I edited 2052 words of my WIP found under #TIGER. Trying desperately to get this editing done so I can write again, ugh.
You like him… you like him a lot and
it’s probably going to affect your decisions… it probably already has. She
remembered her own willingness to put herself in harm’s way for him. To die for
him. To kill for him.Convo Question for my followers (comment or inbox!):
How do you guys keep yourselves motivated to edit?
Edit, I got a second wind and did another 6k 0.0
Not gonna lie, kind of surprised and impressed with myself.
