Too many false starts, the account was never really every going to get going again, I'm going for a fresh start over at Check it out!

Contrary to appearances I am actually still active on deviantART and check the site almost every day. I'm mainly only active in the forums and browsing other peoples work but most of the people I watched or who watched have become inactive.
I've been really lazy lately when it comes to writing myself partly because I've been really busy with university work but I think it's more that I've become disillusioned with the sort of poetry I used to write. I've moved along way with my inspirations since I last wrote; my hobbies music and reading interests have changes so much that I can't imagine ever wanting to write the sort of dull angst ridden detritus again. I've got two weeks off now for "non-denominational-springtime" celebrations where I'll have some semi-free time, hopefully I can motivate myself into writing some new material although obviously I'll be a bit rusty and under-practised.

The other night I dreamt that I was a paranoid schizophrenic and I was found sat at the curb side holding onto my stuffed rabbit. I was taken into custody for my own safety and they ran blood and alcohol tests to try to determine what was wrong with me, they found traces of medicine in my blood and called a doctor. The doctor examined me and concluded that I must not have taken the medicine for a few days leading to me having such an episode. I was put into a cell until someone could be found to escort me home, bring my medicine and explain the situation to me (I didn't trust the police, I felt that they were trying to trick me into confessing something). The whole time I was clinging onto my rabbit and scared out of my senses, but when I woke up, rather than feeling relieved, I felt disappointed - at least that would have explained a few things.

Right now I'm confused, to steal a phrase from Douglas Adams, about Life, The Universe and Everything.

So much has changed for since I opened this dA account. It almost doesn't feel like mine any more; I'm no longer Welzi, I'm Ian, Welzi was an old nickname of mine I don't use any more - I was thinking of opening a new account but I think I've decided to stay with this one.
I've not written anything for over a year now; to be honest a while ago it descended past writers block and more into laziness, but I'm making a conscious effort to start again. I've started a forum thread in the thumbshare forum ( [link] ) in the hope of gaining some inspiration from those around here. I have the idea for a sci-fi novel(la I keep telling myself it could be a novel, but then reminding myself of my previous attempts). I've not actually put anything on paper yet, but I'm hoping if I can just push myself into starting it then I'll be able to take it from there.
Hopefully you should be seeing something new from me sooner rather than later.
-Ian

My account has been dormant for over a year now. I intend to rectify this as soon as possible.

For every evil act, there is a good one, don't despair of mankind just yet.








Days full of cherry wine, telling you something about yourself
That someone could have just told you if they were honest, like cherry wine
It brings you clarity and brings you spite and everything but what you really want
And you're my cherry wine telling me something about myself I really don't want to know
Why not drown me in this state of discontent?

Why Not Drown Me?