Dmitri's thoughts

They sat silently together for a little while. Kallum leaned his seat back a little and closed his impossibly blue eyes and Dmitri continued to read his book, Philosophy of Religion: An Anthology. Dmitri never stopped trying to learn, trying to expand his mind, but he was also a little set in his ways. A Kindle was not a book to him. He had to feel the weight of the paper in his hands, and turn each page with a sacred grace. Even though he engaged in telepathy with Kelat, he was still keen on discussions that engaged the mouth and the spoken word. He liked to talk to people face to face. Even the phone irritated him. Dmitri wanted physical interaction, not the technological facsimile thereof. Sometimes he felt that all the technology that brought people together actually was tearing them apart. More and more people sat by themselves at home chatting on the computer than going out with friends and possible watching a movie or even playing games, like Monopoly or Scrabble. From what Dmitri saw of this new age of the computer, he would definitely contend that humanity had never been lonelier than they were right now. And what was so sad was they didn’t even know it.

Strange Hours and Music Videos

I woke up at 3 am, wide awake and aching to write. So I quietly crept into the living room and began writing. About an hour later, the dogs began clamouring to go out and be fed, so I took a break to take care of them, then got back to writing. I'm listening to nothing but Brian Tyler and Bear McCreary and the music is truly driving my narrative right now. It's filled with memories, lost chances, sadness, and ritual. I'm rather liking what I've produced so far this morning. And I've already reached my 3000 word count goal. Since I've done that, I'm going to spend my day committing my music videos to a spread sheet. I started that project weeks ago and haven't done a thing with it since I've been writing like I have. Nothing comes on TV on Saturdays, so I can have the VCR and TV to myself and my dread devices. Fun shall be had.

Unhappiness

I'm not at all happy with the portion of The Augury of Gideon that I wrote today. So I'm going to copy and paste it into a separate page and do a rewrite of the whole scene. Then I'm going to compare the two and see if a mutual agreement between them can be made. It has to do with Cadmus being made mortal. I feel like I haven't written it at all properly and, to be perfectly honest, I'm not sure this is the correct time for him to mortate. And mortate he must for the benefit of all Vampires. It all just seems too soon. I'm not happy with what I wrote today. I'm happy with the word count, but the part about Cadmus just isn't working for me. Technically I can say I made word count goal even if I get rid of the narrative about Cadmus becoming mortal. There's just something wrong about it. I'm not going to work on it anymore today. I've been awake since 3 this morning and I have the mental capacity of a lobotomised howler monkey.

Instead, I'm working on my video database. I'm on tape three now. The current song is "Shining Star" by Madonna.