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 Posted: Fri Jul 04, 2008 12:51 am
DesertRoseFallen Umm what's 4th July? Is that an American holiday?
Haha and good luck on the partying and plot points! -stares in shock- It's 'the day everybody got off their asses and signed the Declaration of Independance even though it didn't actually get all of its signatures until August or something and it was written by an a*****e who declared that all men are created equal even though he owned slaves' day. Basically, it's the day the New World said, "Screw it, Y'all Brits are cramping our styles DIE!" (They seriously said that.)
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Posted: Fri Jul 04, 2008 8:19 am
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DesertRoseFallen Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jul 04, 2008 11:02 pm
-chases with a pitchfork-
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Posted: Sat Jul 05, 2008 4:51 am
Lt Oblivious -chases with a pitchfork- *Screams*
Well...I'm not that bad. I'd prefer to live in America anyway. whee
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DesertRoseFallen Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2008 7:54 pm
DesertRoseFallen Lt Oblivious -chases with a pitchfork- *Screams*
Well...I'm not that bad. I'd prefer to live in America anyway. whee
I hear that a lot and I just don't see the appeal. *Shrug.*
SugarRos, hope things work out in your story.
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2008 7:01 pm
7/15/08:
Location: Sykes' Bed
Music: Saeglopur by Sigur Ros
"Well, that party sucked."
Leave it to Miroku to be blunt. Not that Inuyasha minded. Actually, it was one thing he could really count on, which was why he had been drawn to Miroku in the first place. It helped that he worked for Inuyasha’s father, too. One of their favorite past times was to rag on the old man.
“Such a waste.” Miroku continued from the passenger seat of Inuyasha’s Nissan Skyline GTR, an eighteenth birthday present from daddy-dearest. “I mean, think about the parties you could be throwing.” He shook his head to give a disappointed effect.
“I don’t throw parties.” Was Inuyasha’s curt reply, as he sped towards a u-bend in the road. Miroku’s hands clasped onto the handle up by the window and let out a small ‘eep’ as Inuyasha turned the wheel and made the bend perfectly.
“I’m just saying you should.” Miroku shot back as soon as he was relaxed enough to do so. “Your. House. Is. Huge.” He emphasized, and waved his hands in the air erratically. “We could easily throw a sophisticated soiree of our own.”
“Soirée my a**.” He mumbled back. “You’d only invite a bunch of annoying, giggling, girls with big boobs and tight skirts.”
“One of them could teach you how to dance.” He added thoughtfully.
“I don’t dance.”
“You ought to. I get quite a few of the ladies that way.” He hesitated. “Although, you really don’t need much help in that area anyway.”
My aunt Flo is visiting today and I hate her. Ugh. It's so painful.
I have done absolutely nothing with my writing, and instead have been devoting my time to re-writing and updating my fanfiction. I don't know why, I just have the urge to. Other then that, I've been working. Working, working, working.
I think I'll go take some painkillers a die now, thank you very much.
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DesertRoseFallen Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 4:02 am
I like your little piece of writing there.
Don't die! *Revives*
I hate it when you can't seem to get that omph to write. It annoys me.
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2008 9:17 pm
Plz not to be dying!
Your Inuyasha is very IC. I like it!
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 4:26 am
*survives only to have massive acid reflex*
Jesus. This is not my week. emo
@Desert: Thank you, and yeah, it sucks not being motivated.
@Savin: Thanks! Do you read Inuyasha fanfiction a lot? Write any of it?
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 4:52 am
7/18/08:
Location: Sykes' Bed
Music: Deeper by No Idea Who.
"...drip... ...drip... ...drip...."
Kagome watched, wide-eyed, as the pipe that had broken in two and jammed between two large concrete slabs dripped water only inches from her ear, feeling the cool liquid splash onto her lobe.
…drip….
…drip….
The cold that had settled over her was gone. She wasn’t shivering anymore. It was strange, she thought she would have died from the cold by now, but she’d grown warmer as time wore on. Her teeth weren’t chattering anymore. Or were they? She honestly couldn’t tell. She couldn’t really feel her teeth. Or lips, for that matter. In fact, she felt as if her entire face was numb. It scared her that she couldn’t feel much of anything, that her legs had stopped throbbing hours ago, and that she knew she was slowly losing the feeling in her right arm.
…drip….
She could feel the water dripping by her head, though, and that had to count for something. At least her ear wasn’t numb.
She prayed that she had only just gone into shock.
Alright, I'm tired.
I awoke at five this morning because of crazy severe acid reflex, and it's woken me up every hour on the hour. I just can't get any sleep this week. Figures.
Anyway, I have the urge to write, just not my own stories. I write Inuyasha fanfiction. Have since I was a freshman in high school, and I rarely write for any other series. Unfortunately this is both a good and bad thing.
Good, because when I feel no urge to write my originals, I hop over to my fanfiction and still get my practice in. They say that writers should write every day, even if it's meaningless dribble, right? Well, meaningless dribble annoys me, and fanfiction (mostly) doesn't, so fanfiction it is. Plus, people comment and critique my stuff, so it's great for my writing to get better. heart
The bad part, however, is I'm easily distracted from my original. I don't deny that I write fanfiction for the reviews as much as I do for entertainment, so when I get a bunch of reviews at once I get excited and try to pop out another chapter right away, except that my chapters are around 20+ pages, so it takes me longer than most. stare
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Posted: Fri Jul 18, 2008 8:52 pm
I've read a lot of REALLY BAD Inuyasha ficcage. I tend to listen to the show when it's on at night since I like to stay up and sew on Saturday's and the good stuff on Court TV ends just as Adult Swim starts up, XD.
I learned an awful lot from writing fanfiction. About writing in general I mean, though I do tend to pick up really odd pseudo-canon facts for whatever I'm using... ahem. I wouldn't worry too much. Your originals will be all the better in the end.
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 6:36 am
saint_savin I've read a lot of REALLY BAD Inuyasha ficcage. I tend to listen to the show when it's on at night since I like to stay up and sew on Saturday's and the good stuff on Court TV ends just as Adult Swim starts up, XD. I learned an awful lot from writing fanfiction. About writing in general I mean, though I do tend to pick up really odd pseudo-canon facts for whatever I'm using... ahem. I wouldn't worry too much. Your originals will be all the better in the end. Fanfiction was/is that way for me too. It's cool because I have a documented progression from how I wrote way back when and how I write now. It's cool to go back and read through it all (and cringe), and then realize how completely, ten-times better I am than i was.
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 6:38 am
8/5/08:
Location: Kitchen Table
Music: Forgotten Souls by Bungle+Index.
"A sudden thought struck her then. “Who’s at controls?”
He sighed, the strange tension in the room suddenly gone, as if evaporated into thin air. “Fen.” He shrugged at her surprised look. “She likes watching the blinking lights.”
Fen’s voice came over the comprym then, obviously excited. “Fen sees it!” She cried, her voice static-y.
Rynk reached his hand out to press the thumb pad next to the mirror that would allow him to talk back to Fen. “Be right there.”
“Here we go.” Ayixe muttered, both thrilled and disappointed to be back already. She reached down to grab her top again, and this time Rynk didn’t stop her as she pulled it over her head and torso. He waited as she unlocked the basin and slid it back into the ceiling.
“Let’s go.” He said. “Home, sweet home.”
I've been getting up less early these past couple of days because I think I'm getting sick.
Other than that, I'd like to talk about initial ideas, and how they grow and swell (into novels, hopefully!)
I love hearing stories about how simple ideas become well thought-out plots and novels, sometimes even more than the novel itself. It's not easy to create something from nothing, and when you think about it, a simple sentence in your head is almost nothing compared to the compelling stories we read or see on TV or movies. But that's where all these ideas start.
A simple sentence.
A question, a remark, a quote, that first thought is what gets those that actually do this - write for a living - going. And from there the rest is so complicated. Always changing, always moving and replacing and taking away, but always growing and swelling into something so big it's almost overwhelming.
A story I wrote in high school was first thought of in my history class. My teacher said something along the lines of workers and scholars. My first thought - the sentence that created my story from the get-go - was 'What if the men were all workers and the women all scholars, and they had to go through tests at a very young age to decide?
From that simple thought - that simple sentence - I was able to create a full-length novel.
It was a long time ago of course, and when I read it now I cringe, but at the time it was amazing.
And that's how the story I'm writing now got started (What if, in the future, there was a girl that could use government-controlled jump sites?). That's how Orson Scott Card came up with the idea for Ender's Game (what if there was a battle school for young boys?) That's how Ally Cater got her idea for I'd Tell You, But Then I'd Have To Kill You (What if there was a spy school for high school kids?), and that's how they all get started.
So I'm curious... What was YOUR first sentence?
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Posted: Tue Aug 05, 2008 8:56 am
That's an interesting question you pose. My story I would have to say, is an evolution of lines over time.
The first time was, 'what happens when you throw something in to completely destroy the social structure?' That happened to me my junior year, going to a Christian school, I made a good friend named Alyssa and together we totally restructured the small school social networking.
Then it became, 'what happens to people when you give them more than enough power to kill each other,' and in addition to that, 'what happens to a society when they find that nothing is as they thought it was,'
It's strange how the laws of physics dont apply to thought or writing. Something can come from nothing, because thoughts have no physical mass.
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 9:24 pm
I've had lots of moments like that. Where I know there's a novel afoot and all of a sudden I blurt it out in my brain.
I have one that I would dearly love to finish (the middle of the outline needs fluffed like WHOA). I got the idea sitting in the dark at a slide show at a convention. "What if there was this ordinary middle-aged guy who suddenly fell in love with a snarky goth? But there was an actual plot about them, not just porn."
Your idea sounds like you could go a lot of awesome places with it. I do hope it goes well and is delicious when you are all finished~.
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