I'm enamored with The Virgin Suicides. I watched the movie, read the novel... It just captured my imagination. It's so mysterious.
I started composing again. I'd had writer's block since I got out of high school, but I started hearing melodies again. I composed a ballad the other day, and I've got a couple others in the works.
It looks like it's going to rain outside. It's cloudy, and the wind keeps picking up. The air is sticky and cool. I just closed the window.
Quote of the Day: Cecilia, the youngest, only thirteen, had gone first, slitting her wrists like a Stoic while taking a bath, and when they found her, afloat in her pink pool, with the yellow eyes of someone possessed and her small body giving off the odor of a mature woman, the paramedics had been so frightened by her tranquility that they had stood mesmerized.
-from The Virgin Suicides, by Jeffrey Eugenides