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Well, I suppose I could tell you all a little bit about myself, since I tend to be on the quieter side. I have a tendency to stalk the threads without posting in them. (I know, I know...LURKER)

ABOUT ME



My dyslexia forces me to read books upside down (I don't know why it works but it does). Kids used to make fun of me for it, but then by high school I really didn't care anymore.

I started my first big project in seventh grade, and worked on it for nearly three years then didn't write at all for a year. Junior year of highschool I started my current project, and it took off fast with no end in sight. I'd love to talk more about my writing but then I feel like I'm ranting


MY PROJECTS

My current main project was a challenge given to me by a friend. She told me I couldn't first person from a male perspective so naturally I did.

The plotline itself was actually derived from a character building exercise i used to use quite often. I would take the characters from my story, move them into a new story and try to make them react.


Journal
You'll find that it seems like more of a ranting, than a journaling

6/11

So I woke up to the sound of my twin brother playing his guitar around eight this morning. I didn't have work (I'm a nanny, and a ranch hand during the summer) today so i decided it would be a good idea to get up and get some writing done; because even though i really really really really hate transition scenes, they cant write themselves.

6/12-13

So, I went to the mall with a few friends. And, by 'went to the mall,' I mean they went to the clothes stores, and I stayed in the bookstore and spent well over the budgeted amount. After that I went to lunch with my movie/writing buddy. We had a three hour conversation about characterization and dialogue. We also discussed how the stories are all begining to take on full lives of their own, that's especially true now that my one big project has split into two bigger projects.

I haven't come up with a series name yet, since it's only two (hopefully anyway) but it's looking like the individual titles will be as follows:

Tallynne (Talon)
Izmeraiya (Iz-mer-eye-ah)

Tallynne, I had picked out beforehand, its just split now, so I had to think of a second title. Tell me what you think, if anyone acctually reads this. xD

6/15

The transition scene has become a transition chapter (please Lord kill me now.) I hate filler.

6/21

I've been raiding the old anime shelves for inspiration. Well I've also been raiding them because I just got an ipod video(poor Sherman, my ipod mini finally bit the dust) and thought--hey, i have some favorite episodes to handbrake (a program for mac computers used to rip DVD's into preset formats) and upload.

so far I've put selections from Kaleido Star, Rurouni Kenshin, Black Cat, and Ghost in the Shell (SAC) on, I'm not sure i need anything else at this point, those are all the shows that really make me want to write.

I've also been working on a short story that doubles as lore for my big project, maybe I'll post it when i finish.

7/1

Wow, I'm on a writers high. A Kaleido Star marathon doubled with the music I'm listening to and all the stuff I've been figuring out for my story are just WAAAAY too much insperation for one day. I feel a bit overloaded. At first I wanted to sew, to make something beautiful, then the last episode of the first season shot me over the edge--all I could think about was getting my computer out. Then I turned on Ghost Opera by Kamelot and Dark Passion Play by Nightwish and I was gone.

I haven't written a lot, but I am writing a lot. There's no end in sight for this one... it could be days until i go upstairs again.

Go Listen to this xD
Ghost Opera by Kamelot

7/16

Boy, Life's been busy lately. With my deadline approching and 10k words to go you can only imagine the insanity. Well that and I've been starting some other stuff. Trying to get ideas for over art, just because I haven't been super inspired to write. I dont know why but i had the unusual urge to draw in marker yesterday, and so I drew the tatoo one of my characters is suppose d to have.



Ive been drawing, that's been fun, not what i need to be doing, but at least it's something. I've also been listening to music a lot more than usual. The play count of all the songs in my ipod has more than doubled in the last week alone.

Funny story for the week:

My mom wanted to buy a song off itunes. So it was just easier to log her into my account right? I mean it was just one song. I show her how to do it, come back half an hour later, she looks at me and says, "I owe you $32."

A special thanks to M for getting me into this. now go and listen to the rocking band.
Victoriam Speramus by Krypteria

7/22

Today's Playlist looks like this, I just thought I'd share.

Set the World On Fire by Symphony X

Of Sins and Shadows by Symphony X

Paradise Lost by Symphony X

*Amaranth by Nightwish

*The Islander by Nightwish

Eva by Nightwish

For the Heart I Once had by Nightwish

*Victoriam Speramus by Krypteria

WHen the Lights are Down by Kamelot

*Ghost Opera by Kamelot

March of Mephisto by Kamelot

The Haunting (Somewhere in Time) by Kamelot

The Human Stain by Kamelot

Rule the World by Kamelot

The Howling by Within Temptation

*Our Solemn Hour by Within Temptation

*=Personal Fave wouldn't delete for the world/must listen to songs.

7/25

So I might acctually make my goal for next month. You have no idea how increadable that is for me, I never make deadlines. And what's more is that I'm not rushing to make it, I'm relaxed and writing what comes to mind as it does, and I'm still going to make my goal!

So I wrote the official ending to my first book and the begining to my second yesterday, now I need to finish the middle. No big deal right....WRONG, I'm almost at 50k words and I'm not even close to the middle of the b

aren't they aweful? I HATE THEM with a divine ad firey passion?

in essence almost every scene has to be at least a partial transition, because we're always moving from one conflict to the next, and hey, nothing can really be perfect right? but I'm an uber (pretend there's an umlaut above that u please?)perfectionist, so I agonize over all the details. Thank God I have an evolutionary writing style, which basicly means I do a crap load of editing to make everything flow. I write a chapter than go back through, write another chapter and go back through--and by back through I mean i go back through the whole story, not just the stuff i just wrote. So a lot of the time, when I'm writing a part I don't like I'll just speed through it really fast and then go back through and fix it the next time.

Thanks a million.

yeah, it's kinda trippy. Its weird knowing that there's this pat of me that actually think and act like a guy--when I'm writing I am him...it's so weird.

i cant tell if thats a good face or not xD

Ack! Accidental angry face!

Another board I post on turns a colon and an X into a really cute pursed-lips smiley. THIS ONE DOES NOT.

Oh man (pun intended), I enjoy writing for guys, but it can get old after awhile. Munna write from a girl's PoV next. Need a breaaaaaaaaaaak.

Ahem- writer brain. Truly a miracle of nature!

Not that anyone reads this, but should someone stumble upon it i could use some feed-back. Still unfinished, but I'd like to know what everyone thinks.

Yes i do realize my writing style is archaic.

"It was many a thousand year ago, back when the sand was still young and spirits could walk on it. Back before true magic was lost, when the lords and ladies of the sky were loud and brash. Back when the air and light and the water where still as one before the vastness of the infinite Mercy. Back when life was timid and afraid—and change was ever on the horizon. It was then that things began—that world exploded with vigor and excitement.

The one we speak of, she was of the sea; from a depth of darkness only the abyssal plains could know. Her people had been for a great many centuries, not because they were dark of spirit, but because their ancestors had been afraid. When the sun had begun to shine over the soft glow of the stars they retreated into the ocean. They sought the familiar darkness, while those of the sand rejoiced in the coming of a new age.

Their cities are unlike anything you have ever seen, with grand towers looking high up, reaching the shallows in places. In some cities it was brightly colored coral they sculpted their beautiful dwellings. In cooler waters, ice, even stone, anything strong enough to hold against the pressures of the deep. It’s said that the capital city was carved of a single pearl that reached high into the shallowest reaches of the water. Whether or not the whole city was made of a single pearl I doubt we’ll ever know for sure, regardless of its make and mannerisms, it was indeed a grand sight to behold. Even the lords of night knew not the depths of its beauty, nor the reaches of its power. The sun himself was taken by the reflections he saw beneath the crashing waves, he would indeed, some days, come to walk upon the sand to get a better look at this intense elegance he could but view in a distorted ripple.

The great kings dwelling stood its proudest achievement reaching high from the center of a sea teeming—bubbling over with life. It glistened from miles away, standing as a proud symbol of the sea’s people.

She was the youngest of the King Adri and Queen Milina’s four daughters. The envy of a thousand glittering fish, and ten thousand ocean dwellers. She was almost unrivaled in appearance with her ebony hair; skin as white as the great whale, and eyes the color of the clearest green shallows. Even her elder sisters Rahajni, Asorein, and, Leyona, were jealous of her radiant beauty.

Sephyria—more beautiful than the city itself, had never cared for the attention. She passed her carefree time swimming in the lightest of waters—peering at the distorted reflection of the hot white sun through crystal salts.

Why, she wondered, did her people only reach for the water’s surface, to consume their deep breaths of oxygen, when the white sun had flashed over the sea and disappeared? Why only when the Lady Moon hung in the darkened sky? Why, she wondered, was she not allowed to breach the shallowest of shallows—or even, lady forbid, to walk on the waterless sand?

It was a deep cold winter that year, her eighteenth. The people of the sand were suffering in the freezing air. The sun had tried in vain to push the clouds away, he’d warned them, but their blind jealousy had left them to blind anger, and that had left the people of the ground to attempt survival in an impossible situation.

Sapheryia had noticed this. Had noticed that the sun was not as bright as he had been before, and she was sad for the people of the land, for they depended on the sun and his radiant light. She dared not tell her father, for he did not think so kindly of these ground-walkers, but her great-grandmother, Hiireon, the once glorious sea-queen. There was someone who truly understood the direness of the situation, for she understood that the people of the sea did also depend on the sun. Without him there would be no light for the algae to feed on, or to help the sea-corals grow. Though they had once lived without him, they too would lose their way of life should he fail to rise in the morning. Soon, then, the icy chill of the deep would become more than the sea-dwellers could bear, without the sun to heat the crystal surface there was no hope left for any, sea and land walkers alike. "

Lol.

Thanks. I don't think its all that good--but its more fun to write than my big project at the moment, so I'll try to keep it updated in here I suppose.