sorcyress | Entries tagged with nanowrimo

2004 10 13
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2012 06 25
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7 years, 8 months, 12 days.

Four+ false starts.
Two NaNoWriMos.
64 000 words.

I finally have a cohesive first draft for Dante Stormchilde. I am absolutely positive it is entirely terrible. But officially, anything I write from here is no longer a first draft. It's a second. Or a third. A fifth, a fifteenth.

A final.

I am one step closer to what I want from the world, and if I seem overwhelmed, it's only because this is only the second time I've finished a novel(la) length story in my life.

Cheers.

~Sor
MOOP!

Crossposts: http://kdsorceress.livejournal.com/634887.html

So, I was doing NaNoWriMo this year. But it was slow going, and I had everything else ever going on, and between the sudden rush of Splash and Thanksgiving and applying to jobs and getting more meds and being an adult because oh hell do I need to, I kinda found myself giving up somewhere around 26000 words.

I mentioned this to Sparr, who'd been interested in my progress. I believe the exact phrasing I used was something like "if I walk out of this month with a job and a psychiatrist, but novel, I'm gonna call this a successful month."

Well, Dunkin Donuts hired me --I've got one more day of training, and then I get to start as a real live employee of a coffee mega-chain, smiling at customers and repeating their order back to them approximately several billion times. It is not at all glamorous, but they will give me paychecks, and it even pays (a little) better than I was expecting.

(Don't you fret, I've got other things on the backburner as well. There's a long-term sub position I'm really crossing my fingers for, despite all the consternation and gossip it will cause at Squares.)

And I managed to call my old psychiatrist, and he was generous enough to send me one more month's prescription of the ADHD meds. Actually being on my Concerta again (the BEST THING omg) has given me the wherewithal to call and make an appointment with a psychiatrist out in Central Square, who will hopefully be willing to work with me, and make sure that I don't have to run out of Concerta for months at a time. I'm really excited about this.

So that's what I wanted from this month. ( There were a couple other good things, too )

~Sor
MOOP!

Crossposts: http://kdsorceress.livejournal.com/614426.html

So, I'm still alive.

Life has been...tough, lately. Not having a job is sort of this low-level stress thing that makes everything else harder to deal with in comparison. I'm applying to Dunkin Donuts, and gonna start looking at other retail stuff. It's not what I want to be doing, but ohlord, I need money more than I need satisfaction at the moment.

***

NaNoWriMo is actually happening, or trying to. I've been averaging barely a thousand words a day, but today I've written 2500 words, and may very well write more. I'm feeling guilty though since I haven't gotten my room clean at all (like I wanted to), and I didn't get outside to do any hooping while it was still theoretically nice out. I feel like I should at least play some DDR or something, but I'll be biking to Squares in a couple hours, and doing that. Not that Squares is all that intense, physically, but the ride is nice.

***

I biked to Springstep for the first time last night. Turns out it's just over two miles from Dinosaur Sashay. I got lost both directions, but managed to sort myself out both times with a lot of "let's just fake it and go in the rightish direction and see what happens. Probably going to try that again, as long as the ground stays dry.

Still really need to get my brakes fixed, yes, I know I've been saying this for months. They'll be fixed before there's snow on the ground, I promise.

***

My WriMo novel is about Dante, ( and then I babble )

***

I've got a couple more ideas in mind for Cooking with Cat-Ears, which yes, is a thing in my world right now. ( Again, I babble )

***

That might be everything I have to talk about right now. My world is pathetically uninteresting, and yet I find myself still too busy to come make proper posts in here very often. Tis the life I lead, alas.

~Sor
MOOP!

1: Cooking with people is a good and enjoyable thing though. Being in the kitchen while other people cook for me is lovely and I adore it. I am just not meant to be in charge in the kitchen.

2: Part of the necessity of this one is that I really like pumpkin, but most of it is that we bought a sugar pumpkin while out the other day, and it has to get used eventually. Yeah. There's gonna be a CwCE that involves me turning a pumpkin usable. It's going to be hilarious. I may drink heavily.

Crossposts: http://kdsorceress.livejournal.com/612443.html

*Beginning to think about NaNoWriMo, because it's totally me to plan everything out in advance. On the flip side, if I actually have a vague idea as to what the plot will be before I write, I can structure the story so that it's going towards the plot. And not do things like have the macguffin change from a time travel machine to some sort of extra-temporal storage, to a gun. Not that I ever did that, see also, the entirety of last year.

*Trying also to decide if writing my novel "counts" as writing my 750words. This...could easily end in madness if I decide it doesn't. I look forward to finding out. On the plus side, I've been trying to work out how fast I write, and I think I should be able to write 2750 words in two hours or less. Maybe. (Now question, do I have two hours to spare every single day. Hahahahahhaohdear.)

*As with last year, I will be posting progress over in

katarina_tales. This is mostly because of the year in which my computer asploded and I lost everything from a three month span of time, except for the two novels I had been posting as I wrote. Yeah, keeping online copies of things is a really good plan.

*Did I write anything in 2008? I feel like I must've, because I always write, but that might have been my break year. Huh, crazy stuff.

*Oh, ideas and stuff. Idea this year is a possibly horror, probably partially historical fiction, certainly ghost story, possibly with two points of view (the ghost and a modern equivalent), set in the house I lived in the last two years. It has a _real title_ which is absurd, as I've never written anything with a title, ever --"The Girl on the Stairs". Yes, I know that's not imaginative. Whatever.

*Knowing me, the research and complexity involved means this will crash and burn really hard. That's okay, I'm seriously considering using the month to rewrite something instead of write it. At the very least, I need to refine more plot outlines. And I really *really* ought to write a (much better!) second draft of my one completed novel.

*Do I even have that in this state? *checks notebooks*

*Yes, yes I do. And the 2005 attempt, which is my favourite, and least writable character¹. Muahaha.

Anyways, that's about it. Wish me luck and such!

~Sor
MOOP!

1: I have started, and restarted, and restarted Dante's story so many times now. Entire sections of her composition book have been crossed out, and her notes span half a decade, multiple notebooks, and two computers. I love Dante, and think she's awesome, but she refuses to let me write her adequately.

0045
Oh shit, you all say. She's putting time stamps in the middle of her post again. This can't possibly be good. It means she's busy stressing out, and is gonna KICK SOME ASS at some project for school or another. And wants to write her snarky comments in here.

In this particular case, I've got just under eight thousand words to write, and just over twenty three hours to write them in. I'm not sleeping tonight until I've written five thousand words. You all get to come along for the ride, because I am a complete bitch.

Fuck yeah, NaNoWriMo.

0049
Also, I am listening to my "Top Christmas" list, because it's after Thanksgiving, and I can do that. Also, because it's only like seven songs long --The Night Santa Went Crazy, Turning Turning (Which is actually a solstice song), The Bells of Saint Paul (fuck yeah Linda Eder), Do They Know It's Christmas (x2), Carol of the Bells (Mannaheim Steamroller, since I DON'T actually own the TSO version), It Feels Like Christmas (Fuck yeah muppets), Pink Christmas, and The Christians and the Pagans, which is just a damn good song regardless of the season.

I am so damn productive it just makes you sick, right? Which is to say, 88 words thus far.

0056
Oh Jesus Christ, how did it take me 42 thousand words to realize that every character in my entire story is just a Tinkerer without the magic aspect. I haven't dealt with Tinks in yeeeears. Sigh. Stupid obsolete Sorcy!Canon.

0108
It's really weird adjusting my writing for the fact that they technically don't have any religion, so wouldn't use the words hell or damn. Or god. Or Jesus.

In other words, I seem to suddenly suck at being able to write my characters swearing.

Oh, and 435. WHAT!

0119
643. Also, ran out of Top Christmas. Moved onto a random recent "On the go" playlist. Currently listening to City Hall, was listening to Daylight. Seems like good songs. Motivated songs. MOTIVATION HO!

...Who're you callin' a ho?

0121
Oh, Pee dot ess dot, Sor. If you get to...three thousand words, you get to watch an episode of Glee. True facts. If you get to five, you get to sleep. Bribery ho!

0127
Writing is hard. I suck at it. 735. And listening to Ampersand. NTS, add "Who Killed Amanda Palmer" to the list of things you want. Also, further adventures of Blue Avenger.

0128
SHUT YOUR LYING MOUTH, BRAIN! I WOULD NOT WRITE FASTER IF I WASN'T TAKING NOTES IN THE OTHER ROOM ON MY PROCESS!

0129
Oo! Oasis! I love this song.

0135
Oh fuck. I'm not sure I'm going to make this. And I'm sure as hell not writing eight thousand words tomorrow-proper. Not when I've dancing to do, and will inevitably sleep until noon. What do you think, peers, would a twenty minute nap be beneficial? The last time I tried that, it got one of my characters laid.

Or do I just need to do the EXTREMELY LOGICAL thing of cranking up the Great Big Sea, and carrying on?

0139
No, Ashwater does not need to get laid, sheesh. Besides, it would not advance the plot any.

0141
LET'S DANCE TO JOY DIVISION, AND CELEBRATE THE IRONY! EVERYTHING IS GOING WRONG, BUT WE'RE SO HAPPY!

Less than seven thousand words to go. This just might be doable. Also, note that I apparently write a little less than a thousand words an hour. This is extremely critical information to have for today.

0144
I am pretty sure "Zan" is not the Sorcy!Canon word for "gender-neutral version of sir". But it's what I'm gonna use in here, 'kay? Someone remind me to fix it sometime.

0148
WOO ONE THOUSAND WORDS! ONLY SEVEN TIMES THAT TO GO! I AM GOING TO DIE!

Well no. But I think a thousand words deserves some kind of reward. I am not really sure what. Any ideas, hypothetical audience who won't read this for another four hours anyways?

0153
Newest Order of the Stick was honestly pretty good there. Maybe I could be giving myself 25 Erfworld strips every thousand words? Might work. We'll try that at two thousand. In the meantime...*cracks whip. Yes at myself. Shut up, okay!*

0156
More song lyrics sung too loudly! OO BABY, YOU MUST ESCAPE AND THEN GRAB IT BY THE NAPE OF ITS NECK, BY THE TRACHEA! FUCKING BREAK IT GO ON DRIVE A STAKE IN NOW THERE'S NO MISTAKIN' YOU'RE SHAKIN' BAKIN'!!

I might really love vampires.

...I wonder if I actually can get two thousand words logged before three in the fucking morning. CHALLENGE AND GO!

0159
...are my wrists gonna last until three in the fucking morning?

0209
OH SHIT ONLY FIFTY MINUTES SHIT!

Anyways, I like going from Right Angles to LuftBalloons. I don't know why.

Alsoalso, there is *drama*. You should never have sex if you are my character, unless you're in something porny. The not porny folk having sex do not wind up in very good form indeed. Which is to say, chains, and not the sexy kind.

0225
Have I mentioned it's kind of a pain in the ass to remember that everything should be measured in metric? I hate that. I forget constantly, which is why you'll see the words "feet" and "meters" with equal frequency.

0242
Nine People's, baby. I can has bedtime and restin' the wriststime nao? Will write after six hours sleep I promise (I have to promise this, I will not make it otherwise.)

And yeah. I think I'm actually gonna accept that. Wake up at nine o clock. Write some goddamn more.

Dear novel. It is on. And you WILL be my bitch.

~Sor
MOOP!

PostScript: 2447. And maybe just a couple more before I actually sleep.

Do you suppose if I stare at the word-count software long enough, it'll go up by iteself? No?

Guess I better see if I can squeeze a few more words out of today then. Sigh!

~Sor
MOOP!

More NaNoWriMo notes:

I'm gonna post it up in

katarina_tales as I write it, both because it will help me get it done, and because it really is a terrible story so far. Utterly incoherent, and without a plot, and I really just don't know what's happening. I'm going to be so embarrassed if this really is the one I finish. And if I do finish it, maybe I'll then rewrite the entire thing, only this time actually knowing some of the plot.

Yes, this is how I always write. I am kindof terrible at this thing I call my craft.

At any rate, I've put together some links for you, if you don't have a life and want to go laugh at some other things I've written, while you're waiting for this one to be posted. So!

NaNoWriMo2007 story A: Loose Ends
NaNoWriMo2007 story B: Only Anarchists
NaNoWriMo2006: Es Beginnt¹

And, of course

NaNoWriMo2009: Let's Do This Thing¹

Enjoy. I'm going to go forget about my brain for a while. How long do I have to be a writer before I get to advance to the "drinking heavily" stage?

~Sor
MOOP!

1: I am really really shitty at titling things. My NaNoWriMo2005 project is just called "Adie's Tale", and my 2004 one is "Dante's tale". The 2003 one is just called "the one with the twins" because I can't for the life of me remember another thing about it.

But at any rate, both these titles come from the very first thing I wrote in the text file --so in 2006, German for "It begins" and in 2009, "LET'S DO THIS THING! LET'S DO IT HARDCORE!"

...oh, and it's worth noting that Loose Ends refers to the fact that it was a really very old story/Sorcy!canon I was rewriting. Tying up Loose Ends. Yeah. I fail at titles, I know.

I think that if my past writings are going to make me feel melencholy and empty*, then they should at least also be able to make me giggle.

( File on my USB key labelled 'The Roughest Outline I can Manage' (For my 2006 WriMo novel) (You may want to skip this if you want to read what I wrote first )

Somehow, the line "MYSTERIOUS CHOICE!" cracks me up. Especially as I can't actually remember which time she would've chosen, or indeed, if I had a choice for her at all.

The all-caps to designate humour thing is something I picked up from Questionable Content, along with the term "hurr".

In other news, you can find everything I wrote of said novel over in the Kattales. Linky!

~Sor
MOOP!

(((In other news, it's nice to know that I write myself into almost everything I write. Case in point:

"Boston was, however, one of the most prominant cities in the world, ever since the failed dominator of all mankind declared it her capital. She moved a lot of important stuff up there, and did a lot of very good works for the world and then died spectacularly by tripping while doing a manic victory dance around a bonfire. History can be quite funny sometimes like that."")))

*A lot of the problem is that, when I was fourteen, I was very thoroughly convinced of the idea that you really really really didn't need someone else to be happy. I could grudgingly accept that sometimes people needed to have significant others, but I was convinced that I didn't need anybody else to be happy. Con*vinced*.

And see, that's changed. My emotional stability tends to be somewhat supported by other people at any given point. That's always been true, but it's moreso now. Nowadays, I *need* a partner to keep myself stable and happy, which is so very against my fourteen year old ideal, that it makes me want to scream.

Yep. I'm crazy. What else is new?

Hokay, so, however long ago it was, I saw a preview for the movie "Superbad". My brain labeled it as unimaginably dumb looking, in a Napoleon Dynomite kind of way, and therefore unworthy of any more thought. But funny, mind. The sort of garbage where, if there wasn't something better going on, I'd be happy to go see.

Well, there wasn't anything better going on tonight, so me and Lauren went and watched it in the student center, with about three dozen other people. Kind of a "Emily and Dominik are in class 'til all hours, nothing much else is going on, let's watch it."

I laughed my goddamn ass off. Seriously, it was mindless, schadenfreudic, sweet, and most importantly FUN! It was pretty much just a total trip to watch.

And yeah. Slashgoggles. I was good, and didn't put them on for the two main charecters (much) mostly because the movie does plenty of that. But see, there were these cops. Ohman, I was slashing like Talia. It was impressive.

Annnnnndyeah. Superbad = suprisingly good, and I actually kinda want a copy. Also, one of the two main charecters is totally nommy. Seriously, he has the HELLA cute gawky geek "awww, I just want to grab him and kiss him and totally blow his mind completely because he's sweet ninteen and never been kissed"" sort of thing.

So, that's my story for the night.

***

WriMo stuff:

The bits and cheracters I posted in here earlier? Yeah, I'm not doing to well on that, but you can check my progress via Katarina_tales -- Only Anarchists.

To make up for my utter writers-block fails, I have begun to write a secondary WriMo story, which is blazing along at a rediculous rate. I think I wrote a total of 4000 words for it today or something equally recockulous. You can find that over at Katarina_Tales -- Loose Ends.

Or you can just go friend

katarina_tales, my writing journal, and get way too much shit piled on your friends list this month, and way too little the rest of the year.

See yas!

~Sor
MOOP!

It is almost time for me to find a small bag and put into it a toothbrush, a hairbrush, and a change of clothes and just leave it at Lauren and Emily's house.

I think me and Dominik left their room at about...two? A little after? And then the four of us stood on D's porch for another half hour after that, and chatted. Yeeeeah, sleeping over is simpler.

Hopefully, there will be RHPS on Saturday. Because GODDAMN, I'm doomed about taking these kids virginity. Srsly, like every single week I tried something came up. We'll see.

But it was pretty much awesome last night. Dominik was working on a paper, Lauren was reading mad magazine (Omg, heart! Also: The white spy won, CLEARLY PROVING that he is better then the black spy), Emily was reading a book for class, and I was novelling. It was nice to just be sortof semi-focused and quiet and with friends. Yeah.

Also, as mom so brilliantly pointed out, their initials are L, E, and D. LED! Like a light!! HA!!

My mom is no longer allowed to make jokes at two in the morning. *grin*

Soyeah, that's life. OH! I SAW A RACCOON! There were these two HUGE raccoons in their backyard last night. It was pretty much awesome. Also: raccoons are suprisingly fat. Possibly, they were getting ready for hibernating. Damned if I know.

Annnnnnd, I'm out. Novel is going not heinously. Working title is "Loose Ends" since I've tossed another charecter into the mix, one that I wrote some story for in middle schoolish. I actually have her source material, back in the room, but I'm pretty much completely changing it. Things still in common: She's the best friend and first mate to a cat-anthro pirate captain. While I haven't actually dragged Andrew (aformentioned pirate) back into the story, he'll show up soon, and I expect that his additude will be greatly unchanged from his source. We'll see.

Soyeah. I'm happy with it. Granted, the entirity of Loose Ends is about 3000 words, so I'm a *little* bit behind (only...11k words or so!) but it'll be good. I will write like a write-fiend at play rehersal or something, and eventually, I will COMPLETE MY NOVEL AND WIN! I will, damnit!

Speaking of WriMo, who else is doing it this year? I know Kittiekattie, Katters, Inspy, and Ria are, but anyone else?

Sor out

Happy Halloween, y'all.

Also: Harena: HAPPY BIRTHDAY OHMANOHMAOHMANOHYAYYYYYYYYY!!!!! *pounces and throws glitter at you*

Otherstuff:

November: NaNoWriMo starts. NaBloPoMo starts. Also, PoMo sounds like it should have something to do with a porn movie.

I am doing a WriMo story, as always. I may also be keeping some sort of WriMo journal --2000 words per day on my world, the denizens, and the like. Actually, Gabe just poked his head in and says that he would be happy to help with a 50,000 word journal of the denizens. He wants grand plots, drama, and Truth or Dare. Alis agrees with the theory, but she would prefer introspection and sex.

Midterms are in November, mostly. I have my socio midterm on Monday (I will pass so hard, y'kidding me?) and most of a research paper to write for English. In addition to, you know, normal homework.

The musical is in November. It is called Wild Blue, and was written by Liv, my Movement and Improv teacher. She kinda reminds me of Blasko, albeit a Blasko who appreciates Sweeney Todd. Ms. Barry may have screwed me over in my appreciation of drama teachers and directors.

Butyes, musical. I'm working props and OHMYGOD BEHIND NEED TO GET AIEE!

Thanksgiving is in November. Besides not being sorted out all the way how I'm getting to Connecticut (eek, I need to e-mail Dave!) Thanksgiving is awesome. Soyeah.

Performing Arts Week is in November, though the very end of it. I'll probably be working some amount of it.

I think I need a "Stressed" icon. :D

P.S: I'm going to Sweeney Todd again on the fourth. So Liv is definently > Blasko. :D

~Sor
MOOP!

Oh god, it's started.

See, the people in my head that are usually around --Gabe, Alis, Hyde, Zaph, Bernard, Rosencrantz, and Guildenstern-- are not the only beings that roam around in my head. No, with enough coaxing, I can draw out all manner of charecters from old novels and half written stories.

For some reason, sometimes I want to talk to charecters. Nothing else to do, usually.

Well.

NaNoWriMo is next month. People talk about how you should be planning your book and learning about the charecters and the world and whatnot. I wound up sketching a femme-as-all-hell mechanic girl in my notesbook last night, gave her a name, and the teeniest bit of personality.

I decided to talk to her today, to get a feel for her. I knew that she was an important charecter, but not the main charecter.

Well. I just met the main charecter. And I'm not sure she's going to leave me alone. >.<

Soyeah. ( Introductions are in order, then. )

So I have charecters and a setting. 16 days to find a plot...

~Sor
MOOP!

((Using the 2006 WriMo icon because I haven't gotten the 07 one yet. Will fix)))

Don't forget to vote if you're old enough and whatnot. That's what tomorrow is for.

Otherstuff...

I am tired and getting over a cold. This makes me a sad Sorcy.

Tabi is a wonderful computer. F9 and F11 are my new favorite buttons, and I wished they worked on Dimi.

I have been playing a bunch of Geetar Hero. GH2 comes out tomorrow. Mine and Nik's plan is to buy it with an extra geetar so we have two if we don't get it for holidays.

lonebear came over on Saturday in order to play Geetar Hero with me. Playing with two people is a trip --you don't get to play all the notes you're used to playing, which can quite trip you up. The two of us were pretty evenly matched -I smashed him apart the first several songs, but then he got into his groove and pretty much anihilated me. We were very close on some of them though -it was neat.

In other GH babblings, I have completed the first fifteen songs in career with five stars each on medium. Yay for me! The fourth set is looking reeeeeeeeally hard though. Le sigh.

My novel continues to go well, by which I mean it's the single worst thing I've ever written, it's all diologue and I have absolutely no way to make it anything even resemble good. It's nicely easy to write though, and really the only problem is that my first drafts of anything are just extended outlines.

It's not quite as bad as I'm making it out to be. It just is really really diologue heavy. That's one of my traditional problems with writing, I'm not as good as writing actions, and a good novel needs that.

I'll figure something out. Probably I'll finish it as is because I do like it (No, I'm not a schizo writer at ALL) and then I'll rewrite it into a shitty second draft. And then you lot are allowed to read it.

And I'm off to dinner. G'night, you lot!

~Sor
MOOP!

Current Mood: Typey typey type...
Current Location: On the couch, on Tabitha
Current Music: None

Remember, remember the fifth of November
The gunpowder treason and plot.
I see no reason why gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot.

Guy Fawkes, twas his intent
To blow up king and parliament.
Three score barrels were laid below
To prove old England's overthrow.

By God's mercy he was catched
With a dark lantern and lighted match.
Holler boys, holler boys, let the bells ring
Holler boys, holler boys, God save the King.

~~~

Just got back from watching "V for Vendetta" with an assortment of wonderful college kids.

I now know far too thourgholy what the term "Intellectual Crush" means.

It was good.

~Sor
MOOP!

(And I am working the line "A revolution without dancing is a revolution not worth having." into my novel if it kills me --11000 or so words down, 39000 or so to go!)

Current Mood: pensive
Current Location: ...Huh.
Current Music: Nichts

NaNoWriMo is ON! I am officially able to log into my account, and there ain't nothing stopping me! Here goes 50 000 words of nuthin!

~Sor
MOOP!

(If you're doing it too, drop me a line! I go by Sorceress over there)

Current Mood: accomplished
Current Location: Media center!
Current Music: Nichts

So, the frustration has already started. Namely, I can't log in. *sad* I can't remember my password, so I hit the "send me my password" link, they send an e-mail that says "click here to confirm your request and we'll e-mail you a new password", I click it, and...well, so far they haven't e-mailed me a password. Arg.

I need to go find a blank composition notebook. Because that's how I write best, sofar as I can tell.

Actually, that's a bloody lie. I write best by writing. But the easiest way to keep my story in one place so that I can lose the whole thing at once rather then lose individual parts is by keeping the whole thing in a journal of some sort. And spirals tend to get bent out of shape and shed pages.

Plus, there's that wonderful "book" feeling of having a notebook with an entire self contained story that YOU WROTE in it. Even if the story sucks balls. It's a good feeling.

And damnit, I'm going to win this year! By which I mean, I got the 50 000 words last year, that was not the problem. This year I'm gonna get that far AND type the dratted thing and submit it all. Rar!

Oh, and to make my life significantly easier, I *finally* found the "wordcount" button in WordPerfect 10. I knew right where it was back in...version six, or whichever it was the old mac we used to have hooked to the printer, but it took me until just recently to find it in the version I have. (If you're wondering, file -> properties.) So, I DON'T HAVE TO COUNT MY FUCKING NOVEL BY HAND THIS TIME!

Yes, I count my novels by hand. Which is why in Adies tale you've got all manner of weird numbers written all down the margins. It eventually stops, when my mind cleverly pointed out to me that counting words instead of writing them was a waste of VALUBLE TIME!

So yeah. I'm really really really psyched about this. It's gonna be some rocksome stuff. And yes, I know it would be more productive to type the whole thing. The problem there is that I only have acess to computers when I'm at home, on Dmitri. With a notebook, I can go anywhere and write anywhere. Including curled up in my tree where, even if I had my laptop, I probably wouldn't be spending much writing time in.

And before you bother asking what it's going to be about this year, I have No Clue. Expirimentation has proven that going in there without anything to fall back on, no outlines, no charecter descriptions, nothing, is the only way to go. It'll probably be either a fantasy or high school type story, or a conglomeration of the both, but past that...well...I'll be able to tell you more in a month.

Geeze. This was meant to be a quick update. Yeah...quantity has never been my problem with writing...

~Sor
MOOP!

(Oh, and Rethy-Mal-- have you seen This? It's the NaNoWriMo peoples next big project. It made me think of you.

And June, huh? What, like after I'm out of school but before the summer gets busy with travelling? I am SO freaking there.)

Current Mood: Typy typy type...
Current Music: Happy New Years B, Rent

Got the week two e-mail today, since belive it or not, it's week two.

It's nice to know that I'm not the only rabid weasel hurling myself off the mental cliff.

And I would like to officially point out that I wrote NOTHING yesterday. NOTHING. Gag, vomit, die! I am horribly ashamed.

At least in English we're writing short stories, and I know just the one. I can even fit it into the wri-mo story. *evil grin*

*sigh*.

6382 down. 43,618 to go.

GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHRG!

~Your "Faithful" Storyteller

MOOP!

Current Mood: Must. Get. Writing!
Current Music: Fancy Sandstorm credit to Yury

Lesse. Set building, met Robbie, re-met Jen, the tree looks good, WE'RE SCREWING THE $(*^! SET TO THE STAGE!, treasure hunts, Erin's a butterfly princess, babysitting Xan and AJ, reading Ertzatz Elevator to Xan, playing spies, raving badly, GLOW STICKS, people piss me off, mediocrity sucks, Rally Round the Flag Boys was really good, writing the cappies report sucks because I suck at doing so.

That was my day. Not the lack of nanowrimoing anything. I think I've managed 30 words today, and I have to write my Cappies review before I write my novel.

At least I've got a (tentitive) title now. "Blood of a Healer"

I wanna sleep dammit. Or I want some of Paul's jolt gum. Or I want some Bawls, since I've heard their...stimulating.

Heh. Tyler rocks my socks a lot. I love that girl so much, it's not even funny.

*SIGH!* Back to writing. >>>>>.<<<<<

Oh yeah, and in case I forgot to mention it, part of the set for finnians is this big immobile hill. We were paper macheing it, and Ms Barry, in her infinite wisdom, told us to paper mache it to the stage. Now, we paper mache things so we can PAINT them. Yes, this essentially means that we're going to wind up painting the stage.

Oh, it gets worse.

Now, since we have this big hill thats attached to the stage with only a thin strip of paper mache, we need a way to make sure it won't move. SO WE'RE SCREWING THE SET TO THE STAGE! LITTERALLY TAKING SCREWS AND PUTTING HOLES IN THE STAGE! OMGOMGWTFBBQ!

"I've heard of love of theater but isn't screwing the stage a bit much..."

re-met Jen today (originally met her at the Gabins techie party end of last year. Same place I met Dave. Haven't seen him since.) Traded contact info with her. Perhaps one day I will talk to her as much as I talk to Dave. I've met her more often though.

Dave still owes me a ducttape rose. hmmm...

I'm really tierd, and I REALLY need to be writing my report. glah.

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Current Music: None. I'm at Xan and AJ's babysitting

Oy. It's been a long week.

Saterday was homecoming. Yay. The parade and fair were moderate amounts of fun, the game was nonattended and the dance was not exceptionally fun, therefore I will do something better with my time next year. Like Sluggween.

Homecoming sucked because there were parties happening at both the Sluggyverse and Bernie and Joe's and I couldn't go to either.

The only good thing is that I now have a lovely vase of flowers sitting on my filing cabnaint. Jeremy was being unsufferably well brought up, he brought flowers for anyone who wanted some at the homecoming dance. And he was wearing PURPLE! And he swing danced with me a little! Squee! I love my soulbrother, even if KT hates his guts with a screaming passion that devours all thought.

Yeah. Moral of that paragraph is that swing dancing with her (even though she sucks at it), giving her flowers, and wearing purple are all good ways to make Kat happy with you. Especially the dancing and the flowers bit.

Sunday was Halloween. You know, in case you missed this fact somehow. My Halloween was going fine until my dear sweet friend Veronica, who was going to be the Charolette to my Vendetta (www.makingfiends.com) called me up and said "Kat, I can't be Charolette." Since I can't be Vendetta all by my lonesome, I had to come up with a new costume.

In any other circumstances, this would have been easy and fairly stress free. As it was however, it was 5, we were going out trick or treating at 6, and I had a pumpkin to carve.

Let the panic ensue.

I didn't get to carve my pumpkin, but I DID get to create the most kick-butt costume I've ever had the honor to create myself. I was a tree nymph. And I looked hot. (Not that I don't normally look hot, I just looked EXTRA hot in my costume.)

I will post piccies once I have them. And I will be taking the costume with me to Origins and wearing it there.

Why whats this I hear? "Kat, I thought you weren't sure if you were going to Origins!" Well...I've made my decision. Wyo is a wonderful place, and I love it muchly. HOWEVER. I do not fit in there. I fit in well with all of two people, one is a delightful one, full of wrong stories, and H*R goodness, and the other is a beauteous artist, with chickpea piolets and mangas. I fully intend to stay in touch with them until the end of time. The problem is, I don't fit in that well with the rest of Wyo, and the tree-y goodness cannot compare with the ever pulling lure of 4 days of being among gamers, who I adore. Add in Day Camp (and Leah and Kawa), The Fact That Veronica would KILL me, acess to Kat, etc, etc, etc, and Wyo pales in comparison.

I will miss you muchly though Mell.

I think thats all for now.

Oh yeah! It's....NANOWRIMO TIME!!!!! *dances*

So far I have a whopping 1300~ words. Must get writing!!

~Sorceress

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(((Oh yes...More webcomicy goodness has entered my world. I just finished the archives of Waspi Square, I finished reading The Call of Whatever about 5 days before it ended, and I'm currently reading Queen of Wands instead of writing.

*slaps self on wrist.* Bad Kat.)))

Current Mood: <- Looks just like me
Current Music: Tubular Bells...ah, the serenity...

NanNoWriMo is coming up! Woo-hoo! NaNoWriMo stands for National Novel Writing Month, and it's basically this challenge where you write a 50000 word novel in the month of November. It's a cool concept, and I hope to actually do it this year.

Here's the teaser:

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