***EVANESCENCE CONCERT***
It’s been a rough last few days here at the
Haines-Temons-Stevens-Wilson household. A shouting match broke out, tears
rolled down, and my mom couldn’t go to bed without a shoulder massage from
yours truly. I’m not ready to give the details just yet, so please respect my
family’s privacy. All I want to say for now is that I’m looking forward to
seeing Evanescence perform at the White River Amphitheater on September 7th.
Amy Lee’s beautiful voice is certainly a comfort to anybody with a broken
heart.
Truth is, I didn’t buy Evanescence’s three studio albums
until earlier this year. The only song of theirs I had on my computer was the
album version of “My Immortal”. That song got me through a lot of rough shit
over the years whether it was a pet’s death, a hot argument, or just being
lonely in my room. My mom got me their symphonic album Synthesis for Christmas
in 2017 and I have reason to believe Evanescence’s concert in September will be
symphonic as well. I’m strangely okay with there being no mosh pits or wild
behavior at this concert. Symphonic music is comforting in its own right, so
I’m destined to have a good time.
Accompanying the band onstage will be a violinist by the
name of Lindsay Stirling. I’ve never listened to her music before, but judging
from what I’ve researched, she specializes in electronic pop and some of her
own symphonic music. Even though I don’t listen to this kind of music on a
regular basis, I’m also strangely okay with Miss Stirling being an opener for
Evanescence. I remember getting some head-bobbing enjoyment out of Grabbitz
(electronic pop DJ) at the Starset concert back in February, so this will be no
different.
At the end of the day, it’s all about having fun and being
in the moment. This concert will be the perfect way to soothe my worries and
get me back on the right track. The 7th of September also happens to
be the due date for editing Savage Beatings as well as the day after my
biological father’s 68th birthday. Spoiler alert: I’ve finished
round two of editing several days ahead of schedule. I’m counting on there
being a round three and beyond, but that’s neither here nor there. Marie told
me I needed more details, so hopefully I’ve done that. I’ll be rocking out in
her honor since she too loves Evanescence and Lindsay Stirling. Hell, I’d take
her with me if we lived in the same city.
But now that we’re on the topic of creative work, the
elephant in the room, of course, is the lack of activity in the
Incelbordination department. Yes, I’ve been busy prettying up Savage Beatings
(there’s a sentence I never thought I’d say), but the WSS still needs their
weekly dose of Garrisonian magic (okay, that sounded self-indulgent). I’ll find
the time to work on my WIP novel eventually. Hell, it’s not about “finding
time”. It’s about doing the fucking thing.
In addition to fucking around with Incelbordination, I still
have to rewrite the chapter-by-chapter blueprints for Beautiful Monster. After
the radical changes Marie suggested, I’ve decided to rewrite the entire novel
from the ground up. Tarja Rikkinen needs to be likeable, the villains need
purposes other than just being evil, Windham Xavier needs to be distinguishable
from other characters, and elves in general need to be distinguishable from
their human counterparts. There are plenty of other problems that need
addressing, but I won’t list them all in this blog. I have the new novel
planned up until the point where Kody Savage force-feeds Windham Windham
August was a hell of a month, but September is yet another
mountain to be climbed, both professionally and personally. But just like with
other obstacles in my life, I will not only survive, but I will conquer with a
scorched earth policy. Positivity isn’t about pretending everything’s okay.
It’s about believing in your own abilities to improve your situation in life. I
can do this. We all can do this. I’m Garrison Kelly! Even when you feel like
dying, keep climbing the mountain!
***LYRICS OF THE DAY***
“I’m so tired of being here. Suppressed by all my childish
fears. And if you have to leave, I wish that you would just leave. ‘Cause your
presence still lingers here and it won’t leave me alone. These wounds won’t
seem to heal. This pain is just too real. There’s just too much that time
cannot erase. When you cried, I’d wipe away all of your tears. When you
screamed, I’d fight away all of your fears. And I held your hand all these
years, but you still have all of me. You used to captivate me by your
resonating light. Now I’m bound by the life you left behind. Your face, it
haunts my once pleasant dreams. Your voice, it chased away all the sanity in
me. I’ve tried so hard to tell myself that you’re gone. But though you’re still
with me, I’ve been alone all along.”
-Evanescence singing “My Immortal”-
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