Okay, I'm putting an APB for a Dean!
So last night, we were walking along through Southgate up the steps of the Arts Centre...
To be continued...
Tomorrow's my 25th birthday. I don't really know how to feel about that.
I've spent the entirety of my time today doing absolutely nothing. And it wasn't even on purpose. I have this unfortunate weight tugging at my body, forcing me into a stationary position that changes every hour or so. I sat on my ass all day, and now I'm lying pathetically in bed. I can't even really say it's because of tomorrow, because it's not like I'm turning 50 or 60. It's not like I'm nearing the end of my life and I can see the bright white light at the end of the tunnel whenever I close my eyes. I'm only turning 25, there's nothing bad about that, so it can't be why I feel so glum, right?
Then again, I'm not even sure I feel glum, which is where I get confused. There isn't even a word to just sum it up so I can end this post and go back to my non-activities.
I just feel very...slow? Very unfortunately uninterested in the world, uninsterested in doing anything other than breathing and blinking. That's what I am.
And it's exhausting.
NaNo Count as of Today (but still subject to change): 15,678
I'm still somewhat behind, considering the the amount of words left to write, I'd still have to get close to 2K written a day just to meet 50 by the end of the month. So I'll probably add more later but for now I'm stopping, if only because the motivation that hit me a few hours ago that's kept me writing since then has run a little dry. For now, I'm going to brainstorm as much as I can and try to keep my creative juices flowing, you know? Cross your fingers for me that I can!
NaNo Wordcount As Of Yesterday: 12,051.
I really made up for some slacking and distractions on my part and I'm glad, I can breathe a little easier now that I've caught up with myself. December's going to be fun, editing this mess. But I'd have it no other way. I don't see NaNo as in any way giving me a written novel in a month, I see it as giving me an amazing start-off point for a novel that I'm going to work hard to complete.
It's amazing what things in your day-to-day life can turn into such major distractions. Half of the distractions were my fault, I almost feel like turning off my internet connection to get rid of the urge to surf the net. I have serious, web-surfing ADD and it's pathetic. But then the other half of the distractions aren't my fault. My sister for example. She's up visiting and I'm not going to be, "Hey, don't come over here I don't have time for you." Mainly because she'd get pissy and emotional if I said something like that and having a sister who's mad at me is worse than one who wants to hang out with me.
Or is it? All I know is that she came over yesterday and I ended up playing monopoly. And then I had to do the dishes real quick and I told a friend online that I'd be back in 10 minutes and I got wrangled into something that's a really long story and not worth telling and I didn't come back for six hours. God.
I'm behind in word count, to the point that if I get to 7,000 today I still have to write an average of 1,955 words a day till the end of the month. I do the numbers to make me feel better because if I get to 7,000 and it's still early and my hands haven't fallen off yet, then I'll keep going. Then, with today's final word count I'll figure out the minimum words I need daily and I'll feel better. Today, though, 7,000 is the minimum but I certainly feel as if I need to write like a maniac today, just to put a nice dent in my writing.
I'm not saying I don't believe I can get to 10,000 today--I most certainly want to--but I won't be giving myself that goal only to be frustrated with myself if I don't get to it. So, 7,000 is the minimum but between 8 and 9k would be lovely right about now.
Pray for me, please. Even if it isn't your thing. Just...pray.
Please tell me I'm not the only one writing sporadically, I can't be. I have the scenes in my head, planned, I have as specific of an outline as I'm going to get at the moment but it's literally like my muse has ADD. I'm writing one scene and it's going well then BAM! another scene suddenly shifts to the forefront of my thought process and I have to do a - and write that scene before I forget it. And then it just goes on and on. My current word count is 2265 and it's two thousand two hundred and sixty-five words of random, sporadic scenes.
Please tell me I'm not crazy. Or if I am, that I'm not the only one.
Posted at my livejournal, reposting here:
My NaNo idea crapped out on my yesterday, it refused to be written. Dammit.
I realized the concept I was doing was too simple, too small. Not that I need some big, grand, epic story but I did need something bigger, some big story to write and to keep me going. I know, I'm lame, I've changed my mind about four times so far, but I really, really, REALLY think this one I've come up with today is a lot better. It has mythology and there's an actual goal for each character I have. Actually, scratch that: SEVERAL goals, for each one.
And it's great because right now it looks like I've got about 2 or 3 main characters, plus 2/3 more main-but-not-AS-main characters and several supporting ones. Not too much, I can handle that many. Subplots and supporting characters are just as important and fun to write as the main ones, I've come to find out (from my very limited and very poor experience in writing fiction). What I have now, though, it's a very interesting concept, at least it is in my head, and I'm definitely motivated, definitely. Tonight I'm catching up, doing all the outlining that's for October and tomorrow is writing-time.
Benefit of the other stories that I dumped for NaNo is that ideas, characters, pieces of dialogue and scenes from those fics can be transplanted into this, or at least serve as a catalyst for any ideas/scenes/etc. in this story.
Yeah, I'm confident. And I'm not going to say 'let's see how long this lasts' either because this? This is it, it's gotta be. This is the fic I'm going to write.
Christina, Corbin, Damien, Adam, Penny, Teddy, Vincent, Helene, Ben, Natalie, Drew and Kate? Buckle up, it's gonna be a rough ride.
ETA: Word count is past 1k, but I only started an hour ago, which I guess is good, right?
It's the end of the day and I submitted my document to the NaNo counter, as I've decided to do at the end of the day for a more efficient semi-official daily word count and I've started NaNo very well.
My word count? 2991.
How awesome is that? My goal was 2k but I'm nearly at 3 thousand words!
Though, I admit, a lot of it is dialogue. I'm sure there are a LOT of people out there who have a smaller word count than me but certainly beat me in the quality. Dammit. Not that I'm not proud of what I wrote, because I am. My process is so erratic, yet it works for me. It's easier for me to write the dialogue first if it's coming to me in big chunks. And then later on I can have the dialogue and picture the scene and fill in the blanks. Though it's not as technical as that. It's more of a...script for my characters, that they have to say and I just describe what they're doing in that little movie inside my head.
Does that make any sense? Am I crazy? A no to the first, a yes to the second.
Well, time to be crazy for another 29 days!
Current word count: 1,194.
I randomly stopped to make pancakes. I have no idea why I just had a sudden craving for them and figured it'd be smarter to work after eating a little (I only made two) then attempting to write on an empty stomach. It's the exact opposite when it's later in the night, the time I usually write. If I'm hungry, my empty stomach will have me awake. And if I'm cold, I'm more likely to stay awake.
My goal is to get a minimum of 2k today, but I sure as hell am not stopping if I go past it. Is it cheating if, so far, 85% of what I've written is dialogue? I mean, don't get me wrong, it's big, big chunks of dialogue. I'm in that mood where the dialogue comes more easily to me than the action and descriptions, so I figure I'd put down the words before they escaped me and describe the in-betweens later. I mean, the image is always there in my head, it's just the words coming out of my character's mouths that are a tiny bit stubborn.
Something that gets me excited though is that my characters are already starting to get speech patterns. One character hesitates and puts off answering by saying "I just..." as they're trying to think of the rest of the sentence. Heh.
Also, one thing I love is the difference between thinkers and feelers. If you ask a thinker how they feel, they'll take forever to explain and if you ask a feeler what they think they'll take just as long. I love it and I love that each of my characters (I have 4 main ones. Well, two are the actual MC's but the other two are included in the main group anyways so...yeah) is showing signs of one personality or the other. Wooooo!
On a random note, the song I'm listening to on repeat is a Phil Collins song from Tarzan. I have no idea why.
What is your favorite scent?
Submitted by Erinen.
I remember about two years ago I was out at lunch with my friend Rachel and our (former) mutual friend Jessica. I believe it was at a Starbucks, because where else would three caffeine-craving girls go to sit and talk a mile a minute for hours on end?
Halfway through our nonsensical ramblings, however, something caught my attention. A smell. Now, I now what you're thinking. We were in Starbuck's, I obviously smelt some delicious, freshly made Java Chip Frap. But no, it was something else, something that totally buried the smell of coffee.
I swear, anything that's powerful enough to overpower the smell of coffee (mmm) without making my eyes water as I gag has got to be good right? So after sniffing around, getting weird looks from both Jessica and Rachel, I finally realized where it was coming from. Jessica's hands. And her purse.
Apparently she bought a new lotion for herself and fell in love with it instantly, using it as much as she could. Not that I blamed her. I asked her what it was and she said it was Frozen Daiquiri and she got it from Bath & Body Works, but she said it was one of the last ones.
Now, I don't know if you already know this but I tend to get a bit paranoid. Not all the time, mind you, but enough so that I'm willing to admit it before I showcase it in the worst ways. So, being paranoid and thinking that Jessica lied about getting the last one just so I wouldn't go and she could have them all to herself, I went to the mall and went in B&BW only to find out that Jessica hadn't lied. They ran out of it just a few days before and they wouldn't be selling it again till the next year.
How sucky is that?
So I chose to simply leech off of Jessica whenever I could for some amazing smelling lotion until, last spring, they started selling it in the store. I remember, actually, that very day. My sister and I were in there buying my mom something for Mother's Day and they had a sample out by the cashier. Standing in line, my eyes landed on it, my mouth dropped and a second later my sister noticed that I was drooling excessively and realized what I was staring at. When asked, the lady working the front said that it was just a sample and they would start selling in a few weeks.
A few weeks later, the morning before I'm about to storm in there and buy about twelve thousand cases of it, my sister surprises me with a gift bag that has the lotion, the body spray and the shampoo!
So, to conclude this super-long post, my favorite smell is: Frozen Daiquiri. Second place? My fiance's cologne.
