Most of the things that happen in my life nowadays are in some ways related to Yaoi orMale Slash. I'd recently started with writing and posting Man2Man fan fictions and posting them on the net. This was encouraged and inspired by my mess of a sister 
renovati, so now I'm cramming up and am always pressured into writing updates for the two current fan fictions I'm preoccupied with: a JOHNLOCK and a DRARRY fic. I was enveloped today by sodding writers' block and I couldn't seem to grasp the 'momentum' and 'flow'for writing my Drarry fic and desperately needed a song to boost my mood. Whereas Drarry fics (Draco Malfoy X Harry Potter pairing) are reflected mostly with BSB and Celine Dion songs, these said songs wouldn't be fitting for the chapter I'm currently writing which was on Hermione Granger's POV- as she watched the development of Harry and as she pieced it together that her best friend is shagging Draco Malfoy. I needed to find a DRARRY song but one that would be fitting for Hermione's POV. I searched and searched desperately for "angsty"musics and came up with nothing for hours. It was then that I heard this one track:BETWEEN RAINDROPS by Lifehouse that I knew the 'flow' and 'momentum' I had been looking for would come back to me. It wasnt "angsty" as I'd first wanted but it will do for Hermione. It wasn't the sad part of the chapter I needed the song for, it was for the END paragraph of the chapter that I had to work my way through.-->Because at the end of the chapter, there would be one thing that Hermione Granger would think and that is***bleeped**
LINK to the mentioned DRARRY FIC: http://archiveofourown.org/works/605702
***Cough. As it happens, the song also worked for me,--- for the part where realitywas involved. Listening to the song made me eerily calm. Even when I knew that the calmness and peace would only be temporary as my mind is always submerged in a constant turmoil, they were still very welcomed. For a brief 5 minutes, I let them all go: my frustrations at wanting to win that damn 1mill dirhams raffle prize (all Filipinos rather love lotteries to a fault), my mind cracking pressure at meeting the deadlines for the drafts of my writings (even when said dead lines were all set by me), my general unhappiness, my traitorous mind that would not rest, my worry over losing a kilo a week before going back to Philippines, my missing my sister , brothers and friends, my unmet desires and all the pinings I couldn't forget... That brief respite of some minutes were heaven. A breather. That was the time I'd first thought to myself that I will be okay. I was safe in that very short time before all the woes and blizzard of a world would bombard me yet again. I, with the few others who are like me, am in a constant battle no one can truly understand. It's war and chaos and even when I tell people how I wanted to be sent into an army and then to a warzone and they don't truly belive it, I most certainly mean it and crave for it. Needed the distractions from myself. People cannot be painted with one color but the problem with my canvass would be that the paints are smeared and splattered on top of each other. In that brief silence that the song gave me, I was given the time to savour the feeling what it would feel like to be a blank page, or be a picture whose colors were properly painted...
So I'm uncharacteristically taking up the time to post this said song that happened to help me in two ways:
renovati, so now I'm cramming up and am always pressured into writing updates for the two current fan fictions I'm preoccupied with: a JOHNLOCK and a DRARRY fic. I was enveloped today by sodding LINK to the mentioned DRARRY FIC: http://archiveofourown.org/works/605702
***Cough. As it happens, the song also worked for me,--- for the part where realitywas involved. Listening to the song made me eerily calm. Even when I knew that the calmness and peace would only be temporary as my mind is always submerged in a constant turmoil, they were still very welcomed. For a brief 5 minutes, I let them all go: my frustrations at wanting to win that damn 1mill dirhams raffle prize (all Filipinos rather love lotteries to a fault), my mind cracking pressure at meeting the deadlines for the drafts of my writings (even when said dead lines were all set by me), my general unhappiness, my traitorous mind that would not rest, my worry over losing a kilo a week before going back to Philippines, my missing my sister , brothers and friends, my unmet desires and all the pinings I couldn't forget... That brief respite of some minutes were heaven. A breather. That was the time I'd first thought to myself that I will be okay. I was safe in that very short time before all the woes and blizzard of a world would bombard me yet again. I, with the few others who are like me, am in a constant battle no one can truly understand. It's war and chaos and even when I tell people how I wanted to be sent into an army and then to a warzone and they don't truly belive it, I most certainly mean it and crave for it. Needed the distractions from myself. People cannot be painted with one color but the problem with my canvass would be that the paints are smeared and splattered on top of each other. In that brief silence that the song gave me, I was given the time to savour the feeling what it would feel like to be a blank page, or be a picture whose colors were properly painted...
So I'm uncharacteristically taking up the time to post this said song that happened to help me in two ways:
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