In two days, JulNoWriMo begins. Currently, I have a school project going on (and on...and on...), much carpet ripping, painting, caulking, etc. to do, and a ten-day limited-computer-use NUISANCE (in the middle of July!) in the works. I haven't won a single writing challenge since NaNoWriMo'10. I might be biting off more than I can chew...again.
One thing that's keeping me going is the fact that I roped my sister and cousin into doing it with me. They've agreed. Now I just have to remind them. It's all too likely they've forgotten. :-)
I found some more old pictures on my hard drive, which I plan on putting up here. However, my computer is currently unplugged and camping out on the floor of my sister's room, while my own room is undergoing metamorphosis. So no pictures for a while until it's back on my desk (which, I should say, is clogging up half the living room).
Right. Off to brainstorm for JulNo. That was a lie. I'm really procrastinating.
6.21.2011
Change is Turmoil: This is my emo moment.
An empty bookshelf is like a skull. Everything that gave it life has been stripped away. The shelves gape like empty eye sockets. It is the saddest thing in the world.
On the writing front:
As soon as I said I'd hold auctions for the MCs for my JulNo, I suddenly realized I knew already. Go figure! The winners: Jason and Destiny! As for the others, no one loses. Mary Sue and Barin will have secondary roles, Gavrel (now Gareth) and Slythin have moved to another idea, and everyone else will be...recycled. Not as scary as it sounds.
I had meant to put up sketches of my MCs with this post, but this is proving to be a very complicated matter, largely based on the fact that I'm not a very good artist. I have no sense of proportion, I can't shade, FORGET coloring, I suck at arms and hands, I'm terrible with faces, and I just can't draw men period. (Sorry Jason. I will give you a nice face as soon as I can, I promise.) Usually I just avoid these problems by sticking to women, drawing them with their hands behind their back, and going for a more cartoony approach.
So given all this, why do I even bother? I don't know...I guess I just live for that one accidental moment when I get it right.
I had a small triumph of sorts today when I tried drawing Destiny's face and halfway through I realized it was a completely different character (call her R). I went ahead and finished drawing R's head, and the resemblance is close enough for me to be happy about it. :-D
A dilemma denied:
Any of the following three things will make me write.
On a last note:
I've been going through my old files, and finding a lot of stuff I drew a long time ago. To atone for my lack of illustrations, I will now leave you with this comic I found! Considering what time it is and what's been going on lately, it sums up my mental state very well.
On the writing front:
As soon as I said I'd hold auctions for the MCs for my JulNo, I suddenly realized I knew already. Go figure! The winners: Jason and Destiny! As for the others, no one loses. Mary Sue and Barin will have secondary roles, Gavrel (now Gareth) and Slythin have moved to another idea, and everyone else will be...recycled. Not as scary as it sounds.
I had meant to put up sketches of my MCs with this post, but this is proving to be a very complicated matter, largely based on the fact that I'm not a very good artist. I have no sense of proportion, I can't shade, FORGET coloring, I suck at arms and hands, I'm terrible with faces, and I just can't draw men period. (Sorry Jason. I will give you a nice face as soon as I can, I promise.) Usually I just avoid these problems by sticking to women, drawing them with their hands behind their back, and going for a more cartoony approach.
So given all this, why do I even bother? I don't know...I guess I just live for that one accidental moment when I get it right.
I had a small triumph of sorts today when I tried drawing Destiny's face and halfway through I realized it was a completely different character (call her R). I went ahead and finished drawing R's head, and the resemblance is close enough for me to be happy about it. :-D
A dilemma denied:
Any of the following three things will make me write.
- General Feedback
- Someone anticipating reading more
- Competition.
On a last note:
I've been going through my old files, and finding a lot of stuff I drew a long time ago. To atone for my lack of illustrations, I will now leave you with this comic I found! Considering what time it is and what's been going on lately, it sums up my mental state very well.
6.08.2011
Hear Ye, Hear Ye!
I shall gather my resources and try again. This time I will win.
The madness begins again on July 1st. For real, this time. Summer. No finals. No work. No interference.
So I won't really re-hash my JulNo idea much here, since (unusually) I've told everybody but the kitchen sink, and that's because it hasn't got ears. (Got quite a mouth on it though! It won't shut up about its mother in law! And it tends to go nom nom nom in the middle of the night while it eats our forks. Comfort food to stave off the depression, apparently.)
The gist (for those who live in a box):
Storyland is a magical place where stories are built, and it is ruled by the great and wise Narrator, who ensures that all characters have their place, that all plot holes are closed, and that all stories end appropriately. Then the evil Ineffable Wizard, who wants all the stories for himself, kidnaps the Narrator and imprisons him. Chaos reigns. The Ineffable Wizard destroys existing stories, enslaving all the characters for his own personal epic. It is up to the MCs to go on a quest to find the Magical Maguffin, an object that will help them to free the Narrator, and restore order to Storyland.
Which brings me to my next point. Usually I start with a character and build a plot for them. This time I have no idea who my main characters are. Awkward. So I will be holding auditions for the role!
Epic quest! Fun! Danger! Adventure! Magic! Deadly enemies! Small hope of success! Huge likelihood of painful tortuous death! A chance to get the girl!
Contenders:
So that's that for now. I will post a cover or banner as soon as I finish making it.
The madness begins again on July 1st. For real, this time. Summer. No finals. No work. No interference.
So I won't really re-hash my JulNo idea much here, since (unusually) I've told everybody but the kitchen sink, and that's because it hasn't got ears. (Got quite a mouth on it though! It won't shut up about its mother in law! And it tends to go nom nom nom in the middle of the night while it eats our forks. Comfort food to stave off the depression, apparently.)
The gist (for those who live in a box):
Storyland is a magical place where stories are built, and it is ruled by the great and wise Narrator, who ensures that all characters have their place, that all plot holes are closed, and that all stories end appropriately. Then the evil Ineffable Wizard, who wants all the stories for himself, kidnaps the Narrator and imprisons him. Chaos reigns. The Ineffable Wizard destroys existing stories, enslaving all the characters for his own personal epic. It is up to the MCs to go on a quest to find the Magical Maguffin, an object that will help them to free the Narrator, and restore order to Storyland.
Which brings me to my next point. Usually I start with a character and build a plot for them. This time I have no idea who my main characters are. Awkward. So I will be holding auditions for the role!
Epic quest! Fun! Danger! Adventure! Magic! Deadly enemies! Small hope of success! Huge likelihood of painful tortuous death! A chance to get the girl!
Contenders:
- Jason - A magic flying boy who is allergic to gravity.
- Destiny - A damsel in distress in training whose destiny it is to face her destiny.
- Barin - A shy young secretary who's lived in the shadow of his heroic brother Garin all his life.
- Slythin Brenyssen - The most clever con man ever. He's such a good con man that even he doesn't know he's a con man. *wink* *grin with flashing teeth*
- Metonema Necrostophyte - a deadly assassin who can kill with a paintbrush. Possibly telepathic.
- Gavrel Urthhart - A young farm boy who has no clue what's about to hit him.
- Mary Sue - A hopelessly perfect multi-talented incarnation of the author who has a disturbing tendency to have a personality.
- Horus Whyten - An artist who has the gift of making everything in his art come true.
So that's that for now. I will post a cover or banner as soon as I finish making it.
5.07.2011
BORGoooooooosh! Or, A Change of Pace
So, Screnzy is over. The final score? 16 pages / 100 goal.
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Whatever.
In any case, my play, which was supposed to be an emotional tense drama, has snowballed into a cheeseball time-traveling comedic farce. I hit my all-time low whenI banged out the last four pages at two in the morning; I named one of the characters Shaneeequa and my bad guy has a creepy teddy bear whose face keeps changing in every scene.
Other than that, summer has started and I am chilling. My break is still ON! No worries or woes or guilt.
So I have decided that as an exercise in writing, I am going to try for conciseness, because my blog posts are rambling picture-less behemoths.
Um, yes. So I guess I've failed at that in this one. :-P
Except for the picture-less bit. Here's a quick sketch I did of Luke, the main character of my Screnzy. I have no idea what Luke looks like, but I know this looks nothing like him.
Er...yes. I know it's the back of his head. It was supposed to go on a banner, where he's gazing off into the distance in a pool of darkness, but I didn't finish it before Screnzy ended.
KTHXBAAII lulz!
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Whatever.
In any case, my play, which was supposed to be an emotional tense drama, has snowballed into a cheeseball time-traveling comedic farce. I hit my all-time low whenI banged out the last four pages at two in the morning; I named one of the characters Shaneeequa and my bad guy has a creepy teddy bear whose face keeps changing in every scene.
Other than that, summer has started and I am chilling. My break is still ON! No worries or woes or guilt.
So I have decided that as an exercise in writing, I am going to try for conciseness, because my blog posts are rambling picture-less behemoths.
Um, yes. So I guess I've failed at that in this one. :-P
Except for the picture-less bit. Here's a quick sketch I did of Luke, the main character of my Screnzy. I have no idea what Luke looks like, but I know this looks nothing like him.
Er...yes. I know it's the back of his head. It was supposed to go on a banner, where he's gazing off into the distance in a pool of darkness, but I didn't finish it before Screnzy ended.
KTHXBAAII lulz!
4.16.2011
This is a new doomed quest.
So, for those of you who don't know, I will be embarking on a new quest in about a week two days ONE DAY -3 days -16 days. (This is evidence of how easily I forget to update my blog.)
[EDIT: This is inexcusable. Started Screnzy and this blog post has been sitting in my drafts for almost a month. My only excuse? Job and Finals. And both of those should mostly within the next week. Yay!]
If you saw me last November, you might remember that there was a certain air of...neurotic manic craziness about me, as I tried to cram writing 50k words of a novel into one month. It was a breath-taking, exhilarating, and utterly terrifying experience, and come December I had a winner's certificate, the germ of an idea, thousands of now-irrelevant words which I pitched into the trash as soon as possible, and also a rekindled desire to inflict the ravings of my mind upon the masses. And those who live in the same house as me were glad to have me back among the ranks of the sociable, who would no longer bite their heads off if they talked to me while I was writing.
Well, the madness and social withdrawal begins again on April 1st.
Event: Script Frenzy
When: April 1st - 30th
Goal: Write 100 pages of a play, screenplay, TV script, or graphic novel.
Insanity? Not quite. But add in the fact that April is my finals month? A resounding YES! I am officially stark raving mad! But it's better that way. :-)
So for my script I am going to do a movie screenplay. I actually had this idea for a novel, but for a prolonged lack of a Screnzy idea, I decided to do a screenplay since I always wonder what the movie versions of my ideas would look like anyway.
It's going to be about a spirit who turns himself human in order to be with the woman he loves. But when she betrays him, he's stuck on Earth
It's about a Time Agent named Luke who gives up his reality-altering powers and becomes fully human in order to stay with the woman he loves. But when she betrays him, he's stuck on Earth, utterly alone and powerless. Add to that the fact that his arch-enemy, a member of a Separatist Cell made up of Time Agents gone rogue, who was supposed to be locked up, is now loose, and is bent on erasing the current reality and replacing it with one where the Agency doesn't exist. Can our beloved main character reconcile himself to a life on Earth, and save the world at the same time?
The Frenzy begins in two days. It began half a month ago.
Current: 6 pages
Should Be: 56 pages
So I have just a little bit of work to do. (^_^)
I am sorry for the rather A.D.D. nature of this post. Things tend to get screwy when you delay so long that the tense of your context changes. =P
Ahh, I can't even read over this again. It's too painful and disjointed. *Post*
[EDIT: This is inexcusable. Started Screnzy and this blog post has been sitting in my drafts for almost a month. My only excuse? Job and Finals. And both of those should mostly within the next week. Yay!]
If you saw me last November, you might remember that there was a certain air of...neurotic manic craziness about me, as I tried to cram writing 50k words of a novel into one month. It was a breath-taking, exhilarating, and utterly terrifying experience, and come December I had a winner's certificate, the germ of an idea, thousands of now-irrelevant words which I pitched into the trash as soon as possible, and also a rekindled desire to inflict the ravings of my mind upon the masses. And those who live in the same house as me were glad to have me back among the ranks of the sociable, who would no longer bite their heads off if they talked to me while I was writing.
Well, the madness and social withdrawal begins again on April 1st.
Event: Script Frenzy
When: April 1st - 30th
Goal: Write 100 pages of a play, screenplay, TV script, or graphic novel.
Insanity? Not quite. But add in the fact that April is my finals month? A resounding YES! I am officially stark raving mad! But it's better that way. :-)
So for my script I am going to do a movie screenplay. I actually had this idea for a novel, but for a prolonged lack of a Screnzy idea, I decided to do a screenplay since I always wonder what the movie versions of my ideas would look like anyway.
It's about a Time Agent named Luke who gives up his reality-altering powers and becomes fully human in order to stay with the woman he loves. But when she betrays him, he's stuck on Earth, utterly alone and powerless. Add to that the fact that his arch-enemy, a member of a Separatist Cell made up of Time Agents gone rogue, who was supposed to be locked up, is now loose, and is bent on erasing the current reality and replacing it with one where the Agency doesn't exist. Can our beloved main character reconcile himself to a life on Earth, and save the world at the same time?
Current: 6 pages
Should Be: 56 pages
So I have just a little bit of work to do. (^_^)
I am sorry for the rather A.D.D. nature of this post. Things tend to get screwy when you delay so long that the tense of your context changes. =P
Ahh, I can't even read over this again. It's too painful and disjointed. *Post*
3.18.2011
:-)
Oh my god. I just found this.
It's the picture I drew of Razzmatazz, the ass-kicking homeless hippie hobo elf!
And now, as he'd say, Catcha later, groovy lady! *wink*
And now, as he'd say, Catcha later, groovy lady! *wink*
Ambition is a Corpse.
Precisely so.
I haven't really written anything in forever. This is good.
Enough of that. This blog was supposed to be about my whole life, not just about my literary endeavors. So, Life, what's going on with you?
Life *reading off a notepad*: You're about to bake a cake, hopefully, and you haven't practiced guitar in two days, before which you practiced for two days, before which you didn't touch it for a week, before which you were going strong for a month.
(Why does my Life speak with a high-pitched British accent?)
Me: That's it?
Life: Yes.
Me: Screw this. Back to the activities on the writing front!
Writing Front: *cricketcricketcricketcricketcricketcricketcricketcricketcricket*
Oh, bugger.
I haven't really written anything in forever. This is good.
Enough of that. This blog was supposed to be about my whole life, not just about my literary endeavors. So, Life, what's going on with you?
Life *reading off a notepad*: You're about to bake a cake, hopefully, and you haven't practiced guitar in two days, before which you practiced for two days, before which you didn't touch it for a week, before which you were going strong for a month.
(Why does my Life speak with a high-pitched British accent?)
Me: That's it?
Life: Yes.
Me: Screw this. Back to the activities on the writing front!
Writing Front: *cricketcricketcricketcricketcricketcricketcricketcricketcricket*
Oh, bugger.
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