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 Posted: Sat Jun 21, 2008 2:18 pm
It is the worst feeling in the world to have that particular bomb dropped on your head. I had a similar experience with someone calling me up to inform me. While telling me, the girl was laughing which made it all that much worse.
I sympathize with you in this uncomfortable and unhappy time.
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Posted: Sun Jun 22, 2008 5:44 am
saint_savin _(^RVRGIYR^$!!! 1,300 new words on a non Nano day? Awesome sauce! High five! Let me tell you something quick. I glanced at your profile the other evening and did this O_O!!!! I honestly thought you were in college. Holy everloving CRAP! How'd you get so literate so fast? Style is... not something you can always see yourself. I didn't believe I had one until my editor told me she could pick me out of a sample of a hundred writers. And then I had her explain how to me in gruesome detail. I'm very sorry about your friend. *huggles* Yes...my profile probably makes me look about three, with all my unicorns and smileys, and overlapping text. I'm flattered you thought I was in college. ^.^ I wish I had an editor. The only editor I have is my mom and my older brother. I don't really know if I can recognize my own style or not. All I know is that when I read certain books, I get different feels off of them (whether it's style or something else I don't know) and my book gives me a feel. I didn't know him too well, so I'm not as sad as a lot of people, but it was so shocking and random. Now I keep remembering tiny details of his personality like how he used to eat food in science class (even though we had a no-food allowed policy) and it makes me burst into tears. I feel terrible for his parents.
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Posted: Sun Jun 22, 2008 5:46 am
IrinChendale It is the worst feeling in the world to have that particular bomb dropped on your head. I had a similar experience with someone calling me up to inform me. While telling me, the girl was laughing which made it all that much worse.
I sympathize with you in this uncomfortable and unhappy time. Wow. I hope that girl gets hit by a truck. Anybody who can laugh at someone else's death deserves to be hit by a truck. I hope laughing was just her way of dealing with the problem because she was too weak to let herself feel any pain. Or maybe she was laughing at something else...still, that's a little insensitive.
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Posted: Sun Jun 22, 2008 5:59 am
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June 22, 2008
I always feel guilty when a person/pet dies because I feel like I don't grieve as much as they deserve.
When my grandmother died I was depressed for a week and now I can't bring any tears thinking about her. With my pets, it usually lasts half a week.
My mother grieves differently. She tries to keep it off her mind and distance herself from it. I, on the other hand, act stupidly suicidal in the matter and try to put myself in as much pain as possible.
I like to believe that I grieve fast and hard, but after I'm finished, I'm healed. But what do I know? I haven't lost anyone that close to me yet. This boy was a school friend. My grandmother I lived with for a while, but I was too young to really know her.
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Anyway, enough about death for now. Yesterday I finished chapter 13 at 3,300 words. Finally I get to start fourteen which will be mostly editing, fifteen which will be all-new, and then the rest of it is going to be a huge soupy mixture of new and re-writing. I've got romance and action to add, I'm completely changing the climax, and how to get there is going to be a tad different too.
Hard work is up ahead, but once I get the storyline finalized, I can go back and do the whole polishing up process. After that, I have to make my family go over it once more, and then maybe I'll start submitting. I probably won't have any luck, but I can try anyway.
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Posted: Sun Jun 22, 2008 3:47 pm
Not so much how your profile looks, but you have your age in there. Heck, I've got dolls in pink foofy outfits and toy centaurs and foofy things everywhere in my apartment and I have no intention of changing them. Just... adding to them.
Insensitive people drive me up the wall. I like WRITING about jerks, I don't actually fancy being around them IN ANY WAY thnx.
It's really fabulous that you've been able to keep writing through this.
I wish you luck, production and happiness in the coming weeks of summer~.
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Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2008 8:19 pm
If you weren't close to the people, I wouldn't worry about how long it takes you to get over them. My grandmother that I lived with for quite some time (my mom was taking care of her) passed when I was around 15. I went to the small grave side service and grieved for maybe a week. I just wasn't that close to her.
Now the friend I mentioned, I grieved for a couple of years and now have a tattoo in memory of her. I was much closer to her than I was my grandmother.
Methods of grieving depend on the person and who it is they are grieving for. (FYI, I don't know why that girl laughed when telling me. I think it was more to prevent herself from crying or something like that. Didn't make me feel any better, but still.)
Anyway, congrats on your progress.
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Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2008 10:40 pm
Ne, we miss you! Come back soon ^^.
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Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2008 4:09 am
saint_savin Ne, we miss you! Come back soon ^^. Yes, come back soon biggrin
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