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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2008 1:10 am
Yeah...so this is my journal. Nothing much to say right now, as it's one AM and typing correctly is a bit hard.
I did post something in Post Your Work, though.
I'll do something spiffier with this when I can think straight. W00t.
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Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2008 1:32 pm
Entry 2:
Nothing new for me, other than me attempting to write something on feederism (I think that's what it's called), but I don't know how long that'll take. I've started something else, but it's still in the beginning stages and I don't know where it's going at all. Hell, it doesn't even have a plot.
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Posted: Sun Jun 29, 2008 4:22 pm
what's feederism? Do you by chance mean...federalism? I don't know. I am lost.
But about the plot--I once posted 4 chapters of a story before I came up with a plot. Of course by then I just didn't feel like writing the bloody thing anymore but that's quite beside the point.
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Posted: Sun Jun 29, 2008 11:14 pm
Go ask Min. I bet she'll be happy to explain it.
I have the opposite problem. If I have a plot, it won't get written. If it doesn't I crank out lots of pages.
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DesertRoseFallen Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2008 7:37 am
I'm sure your writing will get again.
Lack of willpower?
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Posted: Fri Jul 04, 2008 3:28 pm
No, it's more of a "I can enjoy it better in my head than I can on paper" type thing.
Entry 3:
I wrote 19 pages in about eight nonconsecutive hours. I recently discovered that I can get the words out really, really fast if the only noise I can hear is music, and there isn't anybody else in the room minus the hamsters and the dogs, because I can't put them somewhere else. At least they don't talk!
The only drawback to this is I keep getting up at one or two in the afternoon because I'm staying up so late. Thankfully, I don't have to do anything or go anywhere, so it's fine for now.
I like being on a writing roll! It's fun to just sit at the desk and type, without having to really think about what I'm doing because it just flows.
I like flowing!
-fall asleep- I'm tired, though, and I should probably go eat. I don't eat much these days; I'm never really hungry, but I have had a sudden craving for milk as of late, and it's driving my dad crazy because I'm drinking upwards of four cups a day. Note: A day for me is about twelve hours, because I spend the other twelve sleeping or veging in bed.
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P a r a d i s e Garden Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jul 04, 2008 4:27 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 05, 2008 10:53 pm
Quote: I wrote 19 pages in about eight nonconsecutive hours. Kick a**! That is most impressive. Wait, there's a time before 1PM? Since WHEN?
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Posted: Sat Jul 05, 2008 11:33 pm
saint_savin Quote: I wrote 19 pages in about eight nonconsecutive hours. Kick a**! That is most impressive. Wait, there's a time before 1PM? Since WHEN? I...I really don't know...
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 3:19 am
I can't write at night, I'm usually flaked out.
And 19 pages?! Jesus, well done!
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DesertRoseFallen Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 4:11 pm
*mumbles about crazy people and their absurd times before 1PM*
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 4:16 pm
I was awake at noon. -cries- My dad made me go grocery shopping with him. I wanted to sleep!
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 9:39 pm
So.
I've been abnormally emotional lately, and I've been getting pissed off at everything my dad or my brother does. I saw my brother for maybe an hour today, and he managed to irritate me. I raised my voice a bit at my dad and he yelled at me for yelling at him; I got mad and tekteked myself. What you see is the result.
I've written twenty two pages, I stuck a 'gay' scene in far too early, and I'm mad at one of my characters for being a homophobic a*****e.
I have no idea how long this is going to be, but I know it won't be completed in the 125 pages I figure my SuWriMo goal equals. I need to introduce Sarah sometime soon, and Mitch needs a bigger part.
I need to start developing Dmitri and Danny's relationship, as it's taking the forefront in the beginning, equal to their self-imposed mission to find out why Aiden's become a homophobic a*****e.
I'm still upset and I don't think I'll be able to write anything tonight, and I want to go drown my sorrows in chocolate chip cookies and orange juice and maybe even a fruit cup or two.
I need a shoulder to whine cry on, but the only friend I have who lives within ten miles of my house is hardly a good person to go to with my problems, because she frankly doesn't give a damn about anybody but herself.
I have to figure out what to buy another friend for her birthday on the twelfth, and I have absolutely no idea what she'd want.
I'm going to explode or go crazy from stress, I just know it.
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 10:08 pm
At least I'm not the only one inexplicably flipping out lately.
Well, it looks like you know what direction your story is headed in, you've just got to write it. I'm sure you'll get through it. And I'm always here if you need someone to rant and rave to, I know I need that once in a while.
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Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2008 11:07 pm
Mindscrew Min-Min At least I'm not the only one inexplicably flipping out lately.
Well, it looks like you know what direction your story is headed in, you've just got to write it. I'm sure you'll get through it. And I'm always here if you need someone to rant and rave to, I know I need that once in a while. And if you're looking for somebody to rant and rave at, I'm your girl. So, my brother's German Shephard has knocked over two empty trashcans a total of five times in the last half-hour and dragged one from the computer desk to the fridge, which is about six feet. Our fridge is in our living room because it was too big to fit through the two doorways that you need to go through to get to the kitchen. We barely fit it through the front door. Anyways, she's being a pest because I refused to play fetch with her. Right now she's sulking in front of the TV. That dog is so weird sometimes. I'm glad my adorable mutt isn't smart enough to be that stupid.
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