A Brainless Nod is a blog about love and life, passionately written using articles, poetry, and serial web fiction. We are Dan and Lisa, and we both enjoy writing immensely. We hope you enjoy this look at our passions, our life together, and our opinions. Posts are sporadic due to us entering college, but expect new stuff every now and then!
There is nothing like falling in love, especially the first time. Part of me will always envy those first loves that get married out of highschool and live their lives together happy for another sixty to eighty years. To bad it hardly ever works out like that.
I remember my first love well. She broke my heart in so many ways, but most of those ways were important. I had great potential as a person, yet I was squandering it. I had dropped out of college in the first year, was living with my parents, and spending eight to ten hours a day writing a novel that wasn’t completely thought out.
Reading blogs has been an odd way to spend my time blogging, but it has been very important. I’ve tried to learn from what others have done, and been inspired by people’s blogs in the process. I am honestly stunned at what I’ve found, and I’m amazed at how far the culture of blogging has come.
It almost seems to be the way you’d think about it, but I think the term, “Only Bloggers read Blogs” is kind of the truth to an extent. There are definitely those out there that find a particular blog and stick to it, even though they don’t blog themselves. I mean, I have some family and friends that stop by every now and then to read something, but for the most part, I get more feedback and sociality from fellow bloggers.
Once upon a time, I was scared of poetry. I thought it was silly, and that there was no true way to get a clear and consistent thought across using such a format. Rhyme and structure, beats and verse.... Its all very daunting.
Then I tried it. Its very easy to get swept up in a poem, and get side tracked. One of the hardest things is to just go back and read it, and see if the flow works well. Also tough to stay away from, what I call, the cheater rhymes. The best example is The Tyger, by William Blake:
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
Its really hard to find something good to write about when people walk all over your life. Heck, its hard to want to do anything but complain. I hate when those who think they are entitled to be in your life mistreat you, bring you down, or just outright use you.
How could you not wallow in such things, get swept away by the emotion of the situation? In the end, you have to some how rise above it all, or they win. Some things are far more easily said than done.