Monday, March 23, 2009
The Need For Honesty After Midnight
Not the first one in the morning or the one on the TV, the well-meaning phone call on a Monday night one or some you find on the radio - The voice that whispers between your ears before you fall asleep, that's the one you pay attention to.
Written by Me at 10:48 PM
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I miss my darling so much and your words make me miss him more.
Thanks tho, its true you know, the word whispered to you before you fell asleep, will leave a great impact on your heart, even it just to say, "good night".
True story BaggieSue :)
Things you should know:
The ads have come down. We were trying to see if we could use advertising to fund the book but it’d didn’t work out. And besides which, Jon and I made exactly enough money for one ice cream each and now we can move on with our lives. Instead, a PayPal link will be going up at some point underneath the heading of “Become a Patron” which we feel is a much more dignified way of making ice cream money.
You’ll also notice a “Vote For Us at the 2009 South African Blog Awards" button, that’s because we were nominated in the Best Original Writing/Photography and Best Personal Blog categories. Vote for us by clicking on it (you just have to scroll to the bottom and submit your email address, everything’s been filled out for you).
The prizes aren’t anything special and whether we win anything or not, we’ll be taking down the voting button or the “You’ve Won” button if we do, so that the site can go back to it’s simple original self.
This is something we can use to get leverage on a publisher though and that’s the main reason its important to us (that and it feels nice to win things).
Thank you for nominating us and for voting for us if you decide to, it’s an incredible honour to have someone like you reading.
Now for new things.
You can follow I Wrote This For You on twitter at
Or on myspace at
More surprises to come in the next few weeks.
Now the book.
Jon and I have been struggling to find a decent publisher for a while now and of course, the options of publishing on lulu.com or blurb.com exist which would mean that we’d have to charge upwards of $40 before delivery to do a POD (Print On Demand) version. Which we’re obviously not happy with.
To get a publisher interested in, we need to get more people interested and that’s where you come in.
I’ve never been happy with the idea of pushing I Wrote This For You on people and I’ve preferred for people to experience the “findthis” part of “pleasefindthis” and I’m still not happy with changing that.
So I’m not going to ask you to spray paint “Pleasefindthis.Blogspot” on a freeway overpass. Or phone in to your local radio station and scream out “Google the words ‘I Wrote This For You’!”
On the other hand.
I would like you to write it on a napkin. Or at the bottom of a library book. Or in the sand on a beach. Or in the background of a picture.
Take a pen with you wherever you go and write it on the small things in life that people take for granted. Send me pictures, or upload them to the group but allow others to find it so that they can see what I wrote, for you.
I wrote this for you because you’re special and I want you to have a printed version of it and this is the only reasonable way of doing it that I can see.
So tell people about it. But let them find it. Finding is the important part.
I suppose something in the way of the anonymous poetry postcards I've been doing would be too much "Here it is." and not enough "Golly, look what you found!?" for your tastes...?
(if not, then -- hey, doll, have I got a crazy suggestion for you...! I can scan you copies of exactly what I'm sending; you could easily do something almost identical for very little ice cream money. It's just the getting-your-hands-on-phone books bit which proves semi-vexing...)
i want to know everyone's story as to how they found this. i really, really do.
hi there is there a limit to how many times I can vote for you using one e-mail address?
My goodness, I love you guys. I really honestly do. Your words and Jon's pictures help my soul. Congratulations on your ice creams. Good luck on the awards. Will you be doing a book tour? I would adore an autograph, and a hug.
His voice? Her voice? Your voice?
I hear different voices every night, before I go to dreamland. Some good, some bad.
So for the person reading my comment, who do you hear? Share? :)
N., I hear my own voice.
And I wish I didn't.
Because I don't like the things it's saying.
oh god I don't like what my voice is saying either. I wish I had someone to whisper to me before I fall asleep, just to wish me sweet dreams and hold my hand to keep it warm.I know it's very cliche but isn't this what we all want in the end?
I usually hear his voice because he is on the phone with me, singing to me or telling me a story as I fall asleep. I would rather here his rather than mine, my angel, his amazing thoughts and words which are a guiding light.
i miss that voice so much, haven't heard his voice in the longest time and doubt i will anytime soon but i miss the sound so much it actually hurts.
I heard his voice again last night. I was euphoric.
Thanks for my Birthday Present! =)
How absolutely beautiful; every word, every thought and every breath....
who are you listening to when there's no voice whispering?
I only asked for honesty.
Your honesty fooled me.
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