This week’s challenge is based on the theme of Community. And here’s what I got…
At this time of the year our whole worldwide community stirs in unity due to the holiday season, especially Christmas.
I Think WAY Too Much!
Yeah I’m getting back to the dailypost’s weekly photo challenge! And this week’s theme is ‘unexpected‘.
What I found unexpected lately was that instead of the sunny shiny weather we should have in summer, we are being drained in rain almost everyday since the holidays began. Though, let’s be frank, I like that rainy weather and that’s mainly because it’s not intolerably hot then. So I’m not suffocating in an overheated air!
The photo I chose for the challenge was one taken by my sister when we were at the hotel during the weekend and it kind of rained a lot the last day of our stay.
So no, don’t worry there’s no flood around my area, this is just a pool! A swimming pool.
Anyway, please feel free to leave your interpretation of ‘unexpected’ below!
If you want to watch the latest vlog I filmed (I did it at the hotel itself! Great way to start the holidays, right?) just go to the ‘Vlogging Channel’ tab at the top of this blog or just click HERE! By the way, I edit the ‘Vlogging Channel’ tab every time I upload a new video, thus showing you my latest vlog
Have a great day!
An Evil Nymph.
An Evil Nymph’s Blog is proud to celebrated it’s 2nd year anniversary!
I also wanted to merge this week’s photo challenge, which is masterpiece, in this post, but instead of submitting a photo, I’m simply submitting a masterpiece I’ve been working on for 2 years exactly, yes you guessed it, my masterpiece is this blog!
Nothing! Absolutely nothing.
On those rare occasions, in my case, I just am unable to do anything. It’s normal of course: the body’s weak like hell, and your mind is getting crazy… like when I’m sick, I just feel like I’m drunk o.o which means that my emotions tend to be stronger, so anything can make me laugh or cry. Anything. It’s that easy.
The thing is I like to keep being busy, guess I’m a workaholic, so I was really annoyed that I couldn’t do anything. In fact I was able to finish an essay but then, I told myself that I really shouldn’t force myself, even when exams are at the door… So I just ended up moaning with pain… well not exactly pain, it’s more like an uneasy feeling, like your body just feels wrong. Then I sleep, or sometimes I try to but I’m too much ‘in pain’, and in those cases, I just try to find something else, a passive activity, like watching TV.
With all that St Valentine’s Day stuff going around for a while since now more than a week, I’ve been reflecting a lot on Love. I believe that my faithful readers know that perfectly, since most of my previous posts revolve around it, whether in a romantic or gloomy way.
But recently, I’ve felt Her coming back.
And by Her, I mean, An Evil Nymph.
It’s Friday! Yeah! So as promised, here’s my weekly contribution to this week’s Picture it & Write:
Falling in love… who would ever want to even fall?
It seems like walking without looking at your feet, with the unconscious knowledge of the destination, and then suddenly, there’s a precipice.
And you fall.
This French quote from François Mauriac very much describes my main motivation for siding with evil characters in my stories. I can’t really translate it though, because in English it won’t have that same impact it had on me, you see… The French language has a particular (charming and poetic) style that I just can’t reproduce in English. But basically, Mauriac tells us that he prefers to write on those who are ‘evil’ and unconventional instead of those who are good and virtuous.
I can totally understand why. (And I totally understand Mauriac thus that’s why I’m in love with his book, Thérèse Desqueyroux).
Here’s this week’s contribution to Picture it & Write:
I stared at the starry night that offered this last day of the year. All my people were in joy, in celebration. It would be soon the end, yet the beginning. No one and nothing would dare miss this day, this hour. All the stars were present. All the colours in the sky as well: blue, purple, red, pink…
Midnight would soon strike.
So this is Christmas…
But what have you done?
That night I saw an angel fall from the sky. Her golden hair gradually lost its shine as she reached the ground. Her beautiful white gown was stained with dirt. I could not see her eyes or her face, but I knew that she was the loveliest thing that could ever exist on Earth. She looked so fragile and innocent.
Through? The themes of the challenge are becoming vaster every week…
Through… it invokes a passage, a tunnel from one end to the other; the path that we have to walk in between our life’s pitched points. It is the changing, shifting, moving process. Nothing concrete, only flow and movement. Unstable but getting to a particular goal.
How am I going to tell those 1000 words in a picture? Here: