Even more than My Little Pony... Figurines.

I finally finished catching up typing my story on Ryan's computer. I have the first little bit of chapter four done. Nothing new to say about that really.

I'm super proud of Ryan, cause he just got a job (which is more than I can say about some of my exes) at Pizza Hut. Also because he got almost all of his lines right tonight (bahaha). I tell him at least once every ten minutes that I'm SO EFFING PROUD.
Tonight, we are watching Elfin Lied. This will be like, the third time I've seen the series, and it's still awesome. And creepy. I love the intro to it.

That's about it for tonight.

Stage makeup sucks.

Today was a long day, but at least finals went well, and so did our first performance of "You Have the Right to Remain Dead"... I am so tired! I get to sleep in tomorrow though, and have a full day of nothingness (to write the story of course) and then another performance. The last performance is Sunday, and then I have a concert on Monday, and then my stress is over. For awhile. I mean, pretty soon the boyfriend is going to start working again and we'll be caught up on rides. So after Monday, I'll have pretty much all the time in the world. I think I might post some pictures up on an upcoming blog post after the performances are done, they are adorable!

Anyway, after my finals I had a little bit of time to think and write, and that I did! I got quite an amusing idea after my English final, and it turned out great. I swear, this is the type of story I roll with, even if it's modern. I was telling a friend about it (who is also a writer) and his comment is, "Wow! That's like... 50 genres in one!" It made me giggle. No, I have not let anyone read it yet, except Ryan who oh-so-conveniently reads over my shoulder when I'm typing it on his Word program.

Why his? Because mine doesn't work, even though I bought this computer from the store, my power point, word, excel, etc. do not work. I have to use Word on his laptop, which is okay. It gives him time to read through and peer edit. Not without my permission, of course. He thinks it's great, but he's supposed to think that, he's my boyfriend. I feel like I repeat too many words sometimes, and that there's too much dialogue. It's just the way it looks on the page to me, I don't have super long paragraphs (which annoys the hell out of me, I love those), and I have a ton of dialogue starting their own paragraphs. I suppose that's what rough drafts are for, huh?

So, the first part of chapter three is done. After that I pretty much just blanked, but tomorrow I will have a fresh mind.

I have random moments, but I don't have ADD.

I am so very proud of myself! I know I've started other posts like this, but really. I believe I got the second chapter finished and have some of chapter three started. It is going very well, and sometime this weekend Ryan will have read and reviewed it. Not that it isn't perfect already. (No, I'm kidding, it needs work, but that's what Ryan is for.)

Here is a peak at some dialogue from Alister:

"I don't know why I thought you would... But for the past two years all I've known is sadness and loneliness. You would always make me feel so happy, Gwen, and now I have nothing. No one else has made me feel like you did."

I think it's beautiful! And Alister is such a sweetie. He cares for Gwen so much...

Time to watch Star Wars with Ryan!

I am eating strawberry cheesecake ice cream

I am extremely proud of myself. In English (English adventures!) we watched yet ANOTHER effing video. Not that I don't like videos during class or anything insane like that, but damn it, it was pointless! So, using the light from the window on the door, I was able to write the rest of chapter one, AND the first part of chapter two! Not to say that I'm totally finished with either of those, I mean I still have to go over them and get them peer reviewed. (Yes, I'm a nerd and I do those things.)

I reflected today on how I find it impossible to brainstorm for stories. It's just a personal thing, I guess. I can write a story and make it up as I go, but if I brainstorm it, the brainstorm gets scratched anyway, or the story melts down altogether. That's the one thing I hate about English classes, is that the teachers think that all the students learn the same way. *UGH*. (This is why I fail classes, because I can ace tests without ever doing homework, so I never do the homework... Homework, for me, is pointless.)

I will explain now that my characters are based on real people that I know, like my boyfriend, and one of my exes. Gwenith is inspired by Gwen (Guild Wars) and Agathe reminds me of my friend Stanze (stah-n-zee).

My new idea is blossoming very well for the story, I'm in LOVE with it. I also want to say that I am indeed keeping the title Hope is a Thing of Feathers.  Why? Because hope flies away anytime you get too close. Thanks, Emily Dickinson.

My brain has rewarded me

Happy November! Oh, dear, it's my first November post! So...

I was sitting in my English class today (somehow I ended up talking about English again, oops!) and just before we watched the rest of our (really retarded) video, I got these insane ideas. I won't share them just yet, but it definitely takes the boring-ness out of my story.

In an earlier post I said that I find modern "girl who has love troubles with two guys" stories extremely boring, and that I might make it dark ages-themed instead. Scratch that, I thought outside the box! (Thanks, Thoreau.)

I am trying to write this blog post and the boyfriend is sitting nearby on his laptop watching Toby videos. Nothing against you, Toby (ily), but I can't think about what I wanted to write. The video is just too distracting. At least this means Toby did his job. Go Toby!

On a side note, I may be planning on attending Comic Con... That's exciting. The boyfriend is planning on going whether I do or not, and wants a Link costume. I have no idea what I would wear if I did end up going. Suggestions are appreciated.

Anyway,  I am majorly excited about the new idea I have for the Gwen story, and it makes everything better. I promise it won't be boring! I only have the first paragraph or so for the next part of chapter one so far, but at least I'm writing a little every day. I may not have time to do anything this weekend, though. I have performances for a play all weekend, and a concert on Monday. Hopefully, I find some time to get to it. Perhaps I should try and not let it distract me from my lines, though.

On that note, I think I will need a soda, some coffee, and a nap. Sounds pretty good right now. *sleepy smile*

Teachers frustrate me.

So today in my English class I took out the spiral I'm using to write the story in, and I figured it was all good 'cause we just finished reading this weird realist story, and it didn't seem like we were doing anything else. I should've known, especially since it was only a little less than halfway through class. Mr. Teacher-person decided to turn the lights off and play a video. Greeeeeeat. So with that video playing (something about wax dolls killing people) and the lights out I couldn't think or see. [unhappy kittyface]

I have, however, come up with a few ideas. I'm not sure if I want to share these ideas, it'll give it away. I got like two more sentences for the first chapter today, but it finished the first part of that chapter. [yay!]

*rant* I have this weird thing about dolls. Particularly BJD (ball-joint dolls)... I love them. I think they're gorgeous. I especially love the ones on enchanteddoll, they are so unique. Someday I will have the money to get me a nice collection. I. Love. Dolls.

Writing with pencils pisses me off. I am a very light writer, and if all I have is a pencil to write with, hell, I'll do it. But I hate it. Especially if it isn't mechanical, because then the lead mark is wide and gross. Because I write so lightly, I have a hard time seeing what I wrote in pencil, not to mention I write very tiny cursive. So pens just give me lovely penmanship along with lovely writing.

Shout-out to my dad for being my blog's second follower. Love you dad!

House for inspiration?

So the boyfriend moved in with me recently (yesterday, in fact) and was gone for awhile earlier to get some things from his old place. In the time that it took him I found a House marathon on Cloo... I was pretty happy. House is one of my all-time favorite shows. Anyway, I took the opportunity of having some time to write a little more of my story.
I am reconsidering making it a full novel, I don't really think it's the right material for today's readers. Instead, I might use it as a practice story, and when I finish I'll start on a real story... So, tiny snippet of part of the first chapter (Yeah, only starting on the first chapter today. So sad. Got the prologue down, though.):

"She lay across her bed, half cuddling the instrument, softly singing whatever words she felt moving across her delicate pink lips. Every word, every note she could feel ringing through every single strand  of her short black hair, ripple across her pale, ivory-toned skin, from head to toe she felt the comfort of her music."

I am actually rather proud of this passage. Usually I don't like going over the stuff I write 'cause I'm just self-conscience like that but this is pretty good. And I swear to goddess if someone copies this -- well... I'll just not go there.

I will probably write more of it later tonight, and run it by Ryan to see what I can do about some of the other passages.