Hello...I'm Amri GloomySunday. Well this post is not one of my short stories. Its just me babbling about my work and art. I'm really not a good artist or writer. But I'll try to be one. In this post I'll like to talk about my earlier work. How it came up...and my personal opinion about it. And also because my work usually revolve around people dying. So I put a body count on every post I've written. Well here goes; hope you're entertained.
Post 1. A 500 Words Story
Body count: 0....just maybe you'll die of boredom reading it
Post 2. Flesh are fake, bones are real
This also was an experiment. To find out whether I can still write dark story. Its about our nature as a human. To lie to one another. We can still make a smile while we are lying to our love one. White lies, black lies...which one do you prefer. But in the end, its all was just all lie. You smile...but only you know how fake it is. The skull kind of cool right?
Body count: 0...maybe I'm just lying.
Post 3. Love is a killer
Body Count: 2...now we're getting somewhere
Post 3. The Fear
Body count: 1...after all he was just an old lonely man
Post 4. Dead under the stars
Body count: just a child dreams being murdered
Post 5. 154 days 5 hours 4 minutes 49 seconds
I want forever, you just want today", is something I quote from a song entitled Goodnight by Babybird. The picture was inspired by a tv series entitled Dexter adapted from a novel by the name of Darkly Dreaming Dexter. I never bought the novel tough.
Body Count: 1...and a heart in the refrigerator as a souvenir
Post 6. Jimmy don't fly (On the edge of the world)
This is Your Life by The Killers. In one of it verse it say that: "The sky was full of dream, But we don't know how to fly, I don't know the answer, but I think I could answer" I shamelessly quote it in the story. I had a fight with a friend of mine about the relationship of the three character. She says that man was always the same. Always relying on women to give support. If they weren't there, the man would jump off a building or something. I guess what she is true say in some way. The picture was bad I guess. Its an attempt to play with perspective. But ended feeling empty.
Body Count: 2...She died of an accident, he jumped off a building, and the other one just live like a cockroach.
Post 7. Call 1-800-MURDER
Body count: 3 trillion or just everyone in the world
Post 8. The Misadventure of Ms P Vol 1: Bread Under the Stars?
Body Count: 1...just my dark side
Post 9. Rururu (The song that changed the world)
Dreams Comes True. If you are looking for the lyric click here.
Body Count: 0...is that an angel I saw...am I dead now?
Post 10. Rule No. 32: Enjoy the Little Things
Zombie Land. The rules always stuck in my brain. I had a mixed feeling about this post. I don't know whether it suck or good. It was a story about a man obsessed with zombie movies. He talk about it to a girl dying of cancer. Strange right? But the downside of this post is that it was just too long. I don't think people will read it at first glance though, At first I wanted to draw them holding each other while zombies are attacking them. But in fact it turn out to hard. I was hard just to draw the girl face. So I just made the guy turn into a zombie. It was easy drawing a zombie face than a girl face. I don't know why.
Body Count: 1...he felled down a stairs and no he didn't turned into a zombie.
Post 11. My suicide letter
Body Count: 3...and he was really sorry about the mess
Total body count: 3 trilion and 11 bodies...not bad
That was all my post up till now. I hope you enjoyed it. Please leave a comment about anything. I also like to thank my editor for promoting the blog. She's the one doing the talking and answering all the comments. I guess I'm just a little bit shy. But you don't have to be. Just leave a comment and I try to answer all comments. If not Elle will. She really a blogger addict. I'm just a shy lonely wannabe novelist.
If you think my story was cool please leave a comment. If it suck also please leave a comment. If you think my art was okay please a comment. If its like a scribbling of an eight year old please leave a comment. If you want to 'tackle' Elle please leave a comment. If you like donut please leave a comment. If don't have anything to do please leave a comment. If you want to marry me please leave a comment. If you think I need to see a shrink leave a comment. If you want to see me write about something leave a comment. If you want me to draw something leave a comment. If you ever wonder I'm handsome or not just leave a comment. If you think my grammar contain lot of mistake leave a comment. Or you just want to comment about nothing just leave a comment. If you are gay...I'm sorry please look elsewhere.
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