another brick in the wall

music: pretty girls make graves- domino

i started making a second book today, a book of collages, poems, and doodles. i think it's on the right path. it lacks a title, though, but i think that will appear to me when the time comes.
however today at borders i bought a book that did have a title, the book of lost things by john connolly. i've only had time to read approximately 3 pages but those few paragraphs are the most compelling i've read for the very beginning of a 459 page book.
i do have to say that i am somewhat a fan of fantasy, but only a select genre of fantasy. some things very similar to pan's labyrinth, or lemony snicket's a series of unfortunate events, or even the chronicle's of narnia (which i never actually saw, but it's a reccomendation under pan's labyrinth on imdb, so why not).

i realized today that i like fantasy that is grotesque, yet portrayed and experienced rather beautifully, like the faun from pan's labyrinth. something creepy but aesthetically pleasing is always, always, a visual and mental turn on. and basically this book is that of these movies, only in written language so crisp and poetic.

obv, i'm amp.