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 Posted: Mon Jun 23, 2008 9:05 am
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2008 11:15 am
Wah, I have to go to work, but I just wanna write! I wish I had summers off. T.T
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2008 7:26 pm
Good luck with work smile Hope the day passes fast for you.
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Posted: Wed Jun 25, 2008 9:48 pm
YAY PLOTTING! Boo work. Silly work. Always getting in the way of important things like writing razz .
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 8:55 am
saint_savin YAY PLOTTING! Boo work. Silly work. Always getting in the way of important things like writing razz . I know, right? I'm hoping my writing getting published allows me to have summers off. Wouldn't that be nice...?
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 9:10 am
6/26/08:
Location: Kitchen Table
Music: Shake It: Metro Station
“Shut up.” She said, glancing nervously around. “I do not have a crush.”
“Sure you don’t.” Ayixe replied, sliding past her sister and shutting the door with the press of her thumb.
Lixue banged on the door from the outside. “Hey, I wasn’t done yet!”
“Sorry, my turn now!” She yelled back, programming the water temperature and pressing the pad key to get the water running. It drowned out the noise of her sister. She peeled off the loose tank top she’d been sleeping in, which clung to her skin with sweat.
Gross.
She threw it in the hamper along with her boyshorts and stepped into the small shower, feeling the hydro with her fingertips to make sure it was a nice, warm temperature before stepping underneath the liquid flow, letting it soak into her hair and skin, slightly relaxing after the extremely stressful nightmare.
Man, I love finding songs that get me all excited. You know, those fun songs that you turn up in the car and dance to while you're driving down the road and you can't help but feeling estatic over nothing as you lip sync the words and get all into it.
Yeah, I love that. Metro Stations 'Shake It' is that song for me.
Of course, I went and checked them out on Myspace, and oh my God.
What a bunch of emo ********, okay, maybe that was a bit harsh, and I'm probably totally showing my age, but the hair is just really turning me off. I mean, I really HATE that hairstyle. It looks like a comb over, and it is NOT attractive. Plus, it looks horribly greasy. I'm sorry if I've managed to offend anyone, and if I have offended you, I'll remind you that I'm a bit older than 16, and as such I probably have a big, fat sick shoved up my a**.
Ugh. I hate that hair.
However, the guy that does the actual music? The keyboard and synth and stuff? Yeah, that guy is AWESOME. I just love his techno-super fun beats. The lyrics are lacking, but the tunes are fantastic.
Okay, onto writing. I haven't been able to do much of my outlining the past few days, because.. well, Karate has been literally kicking my a**. It's 'trick week' which means we have the whole week to teach the kids all the flashy, flippy tricky stuff that the extreme competitors use. I'm always exausted durring weeks like this, because I am, again, getting older, and I can't do arials and 540's like I used to. crying Yesterday we were doing butterfly kicks and every time I landed it felt as if my leg bone was going to tear out of it's socket. Wah~ it hurt!
Anyway, my back hurts and my neck hurts (dive rolls), and my legs hurt and I've three more days of this.
In between all that, I've managed to get some stuff down, which is nice, and I don't think I'll have a problem with getting it all done by my goal time. ^.^ I hope.
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P a r a d i s e Garden Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 9:18 am
I always make goals that are wayyyyy to much for me--I'm a slow worker.
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 11:33 am
Im a fast worker when i can be bothered xD
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DesertRoseFallen Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2008 4:15 pm
YAY PROGRESS!
I've stopped looking at the actual bands that produce my music. I mean, my favorite artist is a ******** stoner/nincompoop. I just pretend he's a bishonen.
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Posted: Mon Jun 30, 2008 10:05 am
6/30/08:
Location: Kitchen Table
Music: Must Be Dreaming: Frou Frou
They weren’t ready.
She knew so the moment her younger sister opened the door and raised her fifteen-year-old eyebrow.
Ayixe sighed in annoyance and crossed her arms. “What are they doing?”
“Eating lunch with Ma.” Said Lixue, grinning, obviously enjoying Ayixe’s discomfort. “You might as well come in.” She added, stepping aside and sweeping her arm out in an arch.
Grumbling, Ayixe stepped over the threshold and into the one place that made her more uncomfortable than anywhere else.
“Ma!” Lixue shouted, her long brown hair swaying merrily in her lose ponytail. “Ma, Ayixe’s home!”
“Ayixe?” Came her mother’s voice from the kitchen.
“Hey Mom.”
“Where have you been? I’ve been so worried! Rynk said something about Skow!”
She shot Rynk a death glare, who sat at the kitchen table with Fen, trying way too hard to seem innocent. “No Skow Mom,” Ayixe argued, “you know J’fer only sends me on the safe bounties.”
Her mother’s eyebrows knitted together in worry. “None of them are safe!”
“Indeed.” Injected Rynk.
She sent him another warning glance before shaking her head at her mother. “Listen, I like what I do. You have no problem with Dad being in the line of business.”
“Your father used to be a hunter, he’s retired, and he’s a male.”
Ayixe groaned and rolled her eyes. “Not this again.”
“Yes, this again! It’s a dangerous line of work for females.”
“I’m fine, Rynk is there to protect me.”
“Rynk stays on the ship!”
“I do stay on the ship,” he confirmed, with a pointed look to her.
“You aren’t helping!” She stretched an accusing finger towards him. “And why are you always on my case, Mom? You never nag to Laasya about any of this! She’s out there too!”
“Your twin isn’t chasing down evil bad-guys! She’s exploring clusters!”
“Which is just as dangerous! Wild Skow roam the Aeoclusts, Mom, she’s in just as much danger as I am. At least the places I go are civilized!”
“Ha!” Her mother balked in her face. “Civilized! You call Chattel Shift ships and Easclust civilized?!”
Ayixe opened her mouth to retort before registering what it was her mother just said. “Easclust? I haven’t been on Contract in Easclust.”
“Well you are now!” Her mother shouted, red-faced and visibly upset as she sat down at a huff at the kitchen table.
Ayixe’s head snapped over to Rynk, who’s eyebrow was raised, awaiting her reaction. “Eastern Cluster?” She asked, eyes wide, face pale.
“Eastern Cluster.” He confirmed, holding up his minicom, showing that J’fer had indeed talked with him. “It seems we have to pick up what Jack Batchelor couldn’t handle.”
“You’re kidding.” She breathed, eyes suddenly sparkling with excitement. “What happened to him? Did he miss the mark, or what?”
Rynk shrugged, a little uneasy about the whole thing. “I don’t know, J’fer wouldn’t say over Com, he just said to get down to his office as soon as possible.”
Ayixe paused, letting the information sink in before turning and heading towards the door. “Let’s go.”
I need to change the above to fit the different way the story went, but I still like it enough. ^.^
I went and saw Wall-E on Friday, and let me just say that it was AWESOME. I loved it. The animation was absolutely amazing. AMAZING. And the way they placed Fred Willard in there and STILL made it believable was amazing. Let me just state that the movie took some surprising twists from the preview they had been showing up until the movie was released, and I was not disappointed. The subtle movement of Wall-E himself made me fall in love with him. Needless to say I cried during two different scenes. And the ending theme song was extremely touching (you can listen to it on iTunes).
As for writing: I've managed to complete about half of my plot points. I'm headed out to Penn State to do some partying for two days, but when I'm back it's back to work. I want to get these plot points down and outlined perfectly by Sunday. We'll see if it happens.
Hope everyone has an awesome 4th of July!
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DesertRoseFallen Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2008 7:58 am
Umm what's 4th July? Is that an American holiday?
Haha and good luck on the partying and plot points!
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Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2008 12:59 pm
Lol, yeah, it's the day we celebrate America's Birthday! Yaaay~!
Partying was awesome, and I will take the good luck for the plot points! <3
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Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2008 8:08 pm
Wow! You're really good at cramming a lot of characterization into a tiny space. And I love the names.
YAY PARTY~.
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Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2008 10:13 pm
Thank you! I was having trouble with Ayixe's name, but in the end, I loved it, and wanted to stick with it.
And parties are awesome.
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Posted: Thu Jul 03, 2008 10:15 pm
7/4/08:
Location: Sykes' Bed
Music: Goobledigook by Sigur Ros
“Sebastian.” She seethed out, blood pounding in her head.
His expression didn’t change, even with the weapon pointing straight at his brain, a true sign of his military background. But she could feel his muscles tense under his skin, and in response she pressed the barrel of the lightpoint even harder against the side of his head, letting out a hiss as if daring him to move.
“You ******** b*****d.” She whispered harshly, barely able to control her breathing. “You ******** murderous b*****d!”
Sebastian moved nothing but his lips. “Ayixe, let me explain, ******** off, you double-crossing a*****e!” She spat. The anger that rushed through filled her, consumed her. The betrayal she felt overwhelmed her, making her physically shake, and her vision blurred with unleashed, angry tears. She cocked her fist back with her free hand and swung with all her might.
Sebastian moved quicker than her wet eyes could follow, and in an instant she felt him behind her. She was able to manage a gasp of surprise before he had her disarmed and pinned, her hands now held firmly behind her back.
The pain of all she’d been through flared and she struggled with all her might, thrashing against her captor. “Let me go!” She shouted, kicking out with her foot.
It was a mistake. Sebastian definitely had the upper hand and swept her standing leg out from under her. Her muscles strained under his vice-like grip as he pushed her onto the bed and placed his knee on the small of her back.
“Ayixe,” His tone was soft and understanding, and it made her feel worse, “you have to hear me ******** you!” She snarled.
“Listen!”
She wouldn’t listen. She wouldn’t believe any of his lies. She’d be damned if she went down as easily as Rynk and Fen. The price of their lives had given Ayixe the true meaning of Sebastian. She wasn’t about to let their death be in vain. “You killed them!” She cried, struggling painfully to no avail. “They trusted you, and you killed them! Fen was only twelve! Twelve!” She was trying to hard not to bawl her eyes out like a baby. “How could you do that to people who trusted you?”
“Ayixe…”
“I trusted you.” It was a whimper, barely audible.
Sebastian didn’t answer at first. He merely pressed his weight into her back as Ayixe’s soft cries filled the room. He spoke after a few seconds. “I didn’t kill them, Ayixe.”
Her immediate reply was a bark of sharp, humorless laughter. “You’re uneasy if you think I’ll fall for that crap.”
“I didn’t kill them.”
Partying was very awesome, and writing may or may not get done by Sunday, but we'll see.
The above is what was originally written for the scene, but now I'm not sure if it will be relevant to the story as it stands, but we'll see. I might have to cut it out all together, which I would be sad about, as I like it. And I REALLY like what comes after it *winkwink*.
I won't be doing anything tomorrow but seeing Hancock, so I'll probably be on here, or hovering around the WF.
Now I'm going to talk about fanfiction. Yay!
How many of you write fanfiction? I used to write a crap load, but had to ease up to work on my original stuff. Of course, I still write it, just at a much slower pace. But I've come to realize that fanfiction was a big part of my growth when it comes to writing. I honestly don't think I'd be writing as I am today if it wasn't for fanfiction. Thank you, Inuyasha obsession. heart
And as I said, I still write it, although at a much slower pace. I'm currently working on a long one-shot that will most likely be around twenty pages, and I love it. Although it isn't in my usual style - it's in first person - and it's rather low-rated, as there will be no sex. A lot of cursing, but we're talking about Inuyasha here.
I'm excited to post it, as my last short fanfiction was nominated and got pretty far in last Quarter's IYFG Fan Awards, I got up to the last voting part, but lost. crying
I have to say, I do miss the excitement of posting fanfiction chapters up on the net. Reviews are addicting.
Anyway, it's late (or early, whatever), and I hope everyone has a good day tomorrow!
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