I have changed the blog theme as you can see, I have to said that I honestly struggle for modifying this theme. It gets some compatibility problems to fix and they definitely piss me off. Fortunately I finally conquered those issues with my hard work on it. Also I have written a novel as you see and I gladly received some useful comments from readers and friends, no matter they are officially given on this site or privately given. At the same time I got some comments saying that only giving a pdf download url is lack of convenience, so I modified the theme also for posting the text of novels on my site. This is something I should do long time ago.
Moreover, lately I am in a great mentally and physically disorder again. My stomach illness get more critical, and I am lack of good sleep for so long. Apparently I would go to my finally sleep if the condition keep going. Conversely I got many new and vivid idea of forming stories, it is so ironic that usually my timing get artistically right for writing when I am trapped in a sickness. I like the previous novel in a strange way. I wrote that by choosing just plain words only, and of course the story itself reflects something which I cant tell or write in orderliness. Its quiet a silently melancholy story. I am touched by frustrated emotion of the whole society, moreover I feel it in my heart also. In recent years, I dont love to use pompous words to write, I put more focus on the content itself, its structure and characters appeared in it.
Anyway I got my strength to write and feel now, I suppose I will make more short novel before the end of the year. Hopefully people are able to finish this with patient, because I know that local people hate to see english article on a chinese website, so do I.
image: Writing by ~LeoNn
often fascinated by objects grammatically haywire
boundaries cease to limit
signs are signs are just signs
art could well be a sickness
sanity is irrelevant
你的《她說》，我在看。它很殘缺平緩，可是很真實。我很喜歡。請多寫一點。
還有，我加了你的blog的連結，如果介意的話請告知一聲，謝謝。
最好你不要死
總覺得你是能量找不到抒發的渠道所以病了
也許你是梵谷那樣子的曠世奇才來的
我喜歡這個的色調，但編排好像怪怪的。
胃病可大可小，看下醫生好。
YA：連結沒問題，無任歡迎。對小說有意見歡迎也可留言哦。
神：當然，我不是也不想成為像梵高那樣的人，飛得太高、翅膀熔掉就會趺死了。
uncle ray: 其實大概也沒甚麼問題，因為我一有壓力就會胃痛。
跪著生或站著死選哪一個
甚至可以飛即便死又如何
我將你與梵谷比較並非藝術才華
而是因為你們共同都有許多抑壓
但梵谷飛過死也遺憾少些
多數貌似活著的人們都是殭尸與死無異的
人都總歸一死但大都未曾活過即便一剎那
你連接的那一位沒翅膀就希冀有翅膀都來不及
也許此設限即是你抑壓的源頭亦未可知
但我不是你人神各有志
interesting how the topic of Von Gogh and “living for the moment” appeared—in reference to the one novel I actually managed to read?
I was researching on von Gogh over the summer for Personality and I had the chance to come across his letters—technically he never quite “flew”, except with a very supportive brother and a couple of friends. But it was quite touching to have been able to witness someone’s life via letters.
And I had a dream recently that was like an analogy to the living dead and the whole “moment of actually living” thing, but I don’t know if you really care for me to rant about it.