Random is Me! Getting noticed.

I want to be a Victorian Poet.

No Really.

I was just reading (Shocking I know), a backdated writers blog from like 2010. He went on a micro tangent, as writers are prone and then waxed eloquently about that one sentence or paragraph from a written work or song that sticks with us for years.

Now I read once that you only have that first sentence, because it flows into a paragraph which becomes a page and then a chapter. But if the first sentence is crap who keeps reading?

I won't give you the examples he listed, because they aren't the same for me, but I will list a few that leaped into my mind.

"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way—in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only." ~ Charles Dickens

"Gillian Lennox didn't mean to die that day." ~ L.J. Smith

And my be-still my heart the creme-de-la-creme...

"THE AWFUL shadow of some unseen Power
Floats though unseen among us,—visiting
This various world with as inconstant wing
As summer winds that creep from flower to flower,—
Like moonbeams that behind some piny mountain shower,
It visits with inconstant glance
Each human heart and countenance;
Like hues and harmonies of evening,—
Like clouds in starlight widely spread,—
Like memory of music fled,—
Like aught that for its grace may be
Dear, and yet dearer for its mystery."

~Percy Bysshe Shelley (Hymn to Intellectual Beauty)

Well Shelley and Voltaire are my true loves with J.M. Barrie being my Lord and Master. "Peter Pan" means so much to me I can't even tell you, I have the story memorized and when I was in my mid-twenties someone gave me the 100th anniversary edition for Yule and I cried. Not even exaggerating.

I wish I had the where-with-all to dedicate myself to a single great project, but there is simply too much going on in my head.