Okay, so the past couple days have been hell for me. I went through a personal crisis on Wednesday and decided that I didn't want to do the nursing program anymore, and that I would quit. It was spured on by the meeting I had with my clinical instructor and the head of clinicals. I realized that I had had enough. It just wasn't my thing. So I called my parents and talked to them for an hour instead of going to my Assesment lecture. I made up my mind to quit. Thursday I skipped my lab. Friday, I had an appointment with my nursing advisor and told her I was quitting to pursue a major in French. She immediately recommended that I go talk to the Modern Languages Department, which I did. I talked to the head of the department about switching to a French major and what to do with, etc. Then I went over to ACAC and officially changed my major to French with a minor in English/Writing.
The thing that sucks is that I'm stuck in my current classes until the end of the semester and I passed the point where I could drop any of them. Of course, to remain under my dad's insurance, I need to be a full-time student so I can't drop all of them. But at any rate, I'm stuck in classes that I don't give a damn about that I have no motivation whatsoever to finish because I am not a nursing major anymore and will never use the classes. I don't even think I need the electives.
So now I'm behind in my classwork with a looming Pharmacology exam on Monday that I'm now scrambling to study for, plus a scholarly paper draft that I've only started.
So I haven't written much of anything these past couple days. And now I'm behind. I should be at about 10,000 words by the end of the day, but I'm currently at around 6,000 and it's noon. And I have no idea when I'm going to find the time to write and catch up. I keep getting distracted by everything and I have almost no motivation to write right now. I don't want to quit, though. I'm not going to give up. I think my plot is finally starting to move again, albeit slowly. And I hate almost everything I've written so far. It's just awful writing. I know it's supposed to be about quantitiy over quality, but my Inner Editor won't shut up. And I'm worried that the story is going to end before I reach 50,000 words.
Word count: 6,063
Characters killed: 0
Number of fourth wall breakages: 2
Cups of tea consumed: 1
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Day 2 Woes
I know that today is the 3rd day of NaNoWriMo, but I never got around to posting last night because I was deep in the woes of day 2. I spent most of yesterday studying for my test-out so I didn't get much done besides that. But I passed the test-out. That's all that matters. I have another one tomorrow to make up for the one I FAILED the first time. So I'm going to be studying today. Somehow. I also have to write a 3-page scholarly paper and study for a Pharmacology test by Monday. I'm trying not to put these things off until the very last minute BUT IT'S NOT WORKING! Arrgh!
Anyway, back to my story. It went SO slowly yesterday. It was awful. One of my characters had a HUGE paragraph of dialogue explaining backstory.
Today isn 't much better.
I broke the fourth wall already. It's only day three. WTF? This is gonna be a long month.
"Aw, fuck this. I hate silences," Ayden finally said, angrily running his fingers through his short hair. "I don't care how stupid this sounds. How old are you and Keian?"
"That's a very good question. I'm not sure if the author has assigned us an age," Keian answered.
"Well pick one then," Ayden said. "It's probably irrelevant to the plot, but whatever."
"Keian and I are seveneen, mere babies in the eyes of our poeple," Kayden said. "How about you?"
"I choose to be seventeen, since the author didn't choose an age for me either," Ayden said. "Do you have any siblings, I mean, besides Keian?"
"No." Kayden shook his head. "Kayden and I are the only children."
"But you're Kayden," Ayden pointed out.
"You know what I mean!" Kayden hissed.
Ayden smirked. "It seems like the author still can't keep you two straight."
Can we get back to the story, please? Thank you.
See what I mean? Epic fail. And the NaNoWriMo website is being wonky, which REALLY annoys me.
Word count: 3, 385
Characters killed: 0
Number of Fourth Wall Breakages: 1
Cups of tea consumed: 0
Anyway, back to my story. It went SO slowly yesterday. It was awful. One of my characters had a HUGE paragraph of dialogue explaining backstory.
Today isn 't much better.
I broke the fourth wall already. It's only day three. WTF? This is gonna be a long month.
"Aw, fuck this. I hate silences," Ayden finally said, angrily running his fingers through his short hair. "I don't care how stupid this sounds. How old are you and Keian?"
"That's a very good question. I'm not sure if the author has assigned us an age," Keian answered.
"Well pick one then," Ayden said. "It's probably irrelevant to the plot, but whatever."
"Keian and I are seveneen, mere babies in the eyes of our poeple," Kayden said. "How about you?"
"I choose to be seventeen, since the author didn't choose an age for me either," Ayden said. "Do you have any siblings, I mean, besides Keian?"
"No." Kayden shook his head. "Kayden and I are the only children."
"But you're Kayden," Ayden pointed out.
"You know what I mean!" Kayden hissed.
Ayden smirked. "It seems like the author still can't keep you two straight."
Can we get back to the story, please? Thank you.
See what I mean? Epic fail. And the NaNoWriMo website is being wonky, which REALLY annoys me.
Word count: 3, 385
Characters killed: 0
Number of Fourth Wall Breakages: 1
Cups of tea consumed: 0
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
It Has Begun...
Today is Tuesday November 2. It's officially the second day of NaNoWriMo.
I stayed up late on October 31 just so I could start writing when midnight came. And ten minutes in, I started over. I only wrote half a page, so it's okay, but still. If I'm already starting over in the FIRST TEN MINUTES of NaNoWriMo, it's gonna be a long month.
I need to find a way to silence my Inner Editor.
Maybe I should consider threatening her with throwing her into Lake Superior...
Writing went smoothly for a while, but then I got stuck for a while. And I absolutely hate what I've written so far. It's so wordy and redundant and just horrible. But it's normal. I just have to make my Inner Editor SHUT UP and keep plowing through. I ended up writing a LOT during my Patho lecture, especially after my laptop battery decided to die with an hour remaining in the lecture so all I could do was sit there and listen to her. And the saddest part? I don't think I really missed anything important because all the information we need is in the Power Point, which she gives us a copy of. So yeah. Don't think I missed anything.
The plot is going smoothly with only a few deviations so far from the outline I made, but they're very minor. The three main characters, Keian, Kayden, and Ayden have been introduced so the love triangle can begin. Did I mention that Keian and Kayden are twins? Oh yes, this is going to be interesting. I'm STILL wondering where the fuck my brain came up with the twincest. It's awful and sick and wrong but I'm going with it. I wrote twincest before, but they were the only two people left on the Earth, so they didn't really have a choice. This time they do. What the hell is wrong with me?! Seriously.
The worst part is the blatant lack of description in my novel and when it is there, it's just terrible. *bangs head against desk*
I suppose I should explain things, characters and whatnot. The characters introduced thus far are:
Keian-Prince of the Elves. Younger twin brother of Kayden.
Kayden-Prince of the Elves. Older twin brother of Keian.
Lady Mirai-Mother of Keian and Kayden. Ruler of the Elven kingdom of Kuhala.
Elenar-bodyguard of Keian.
Naharal-bodyguard of Kayden.
Ayden-prince of the human kingdom of Mer. Heir to the throne.
Connor- (only mentioned thus far) Ayden's younger brother.
Rei-Ayden's bodyguard.
So now you know. Those are the characters so far and a little about them. I'll probably add more to them later and stuff. And there are going to be a LOT more characters.
I did figure out the problem I had with my outline. I simply decided to end the book at a different spot, thus eliminating that problem, at least for now. But I'm sure I'll have to revisit it later when I write that book.
All that was yesterday.
Today? Have barely written anything. A paragraph, maybe. But I've been busy with school work. I no longer have clinical since I didn't pass the written medication administration exam so I have no classes on Tuesday, but I'm filling the void with other school work. For instance, today, I finished reading a chapter for my Foundations class and practiced the test-outs on the eyes and ears since I had my test-out today. I did fairly well, by the way. I missed a few things, but I still passed. So that has sucked up the majority of my day, hence why I haven't written anything today. But there's still time. Even though I need to work on making notecards for my upcoming Pharmacology exam. I really have to stop putting things off. It's not healthy.
Word count: 2,028 words
Characters killed: 0
Breakdowns: 1
Cups of tea consumed: 0
I stayed up late on October 31 just so I could start writing when midnight came. And ten minutes in, I started over. I only wrote half a page, so it's okay, but still. If I'm already starting over in the FIRST TEN MINUTES of NaNoWriMo, it's gonna be a long month.
I need to find a way to silence my Inner Editor.
Maybe I should consider threatening her with throwing her into Lake Superior...
Writing went smoothly for a while, but then I got stuck for a while. And I absolutely hate what I've written so far. It's so wordy and redundant and just horrible. But it's normal. I just have to make my Inner Editor SHUT UP and keep plowing through. I ended up writing a LOT during my Patho lecture, especially after my laptop battery decided to die with an hour remaining in the lecture so all I could do was sit there and listen to her. And the saddest part? I don't think I really missed anything important because all the information we need is in the Power Point, which she gives us a copy of. So yeah. Don't think I missed anything.
The plot is going smoothly with only a few deviations so far from the outline I made, but they're very minor. The three main characters, Keian, Kayden, and Ayden have been introduced so the love triangle can begin. Did I mention that Keian and Kayden are twins? Oh yes, this is going to be interesting. I'm STILL wondering where the fuck my brain came up with the twincest. It's awful and sick and wrong but I'm going with it. I wrote twincest before, but they were the only two people left on the Earth, so they didn't really have a choice. This time they do. What the hell is wrong with me?! Seriously.
The worst part is the blatant lack of description in my novel and when it is there, it's just terrible. *bangs head against desk*
I suppose I should explain things, characters and whatnot. The characters introduced thus far are:
Keian-Prince of the Elves. Younger twin brother of Kayden.
Kayden-Prince of the Elves. Older twin brother of Keian.
Lady Mirai-Mother of Keian and Kayden. Ruler of the Elven kingdom of Kuhala.
Elenar-bodyguard of Keian.
Naharal-bodyguard of Kayden.
Ayden-prince of the human kingdom of Mer. Heir to the throne.
Connor- (only mentioned thus far) Ayden's younger brother.
Rei-Ayden's bodyguard.
So now you know. Those are the characters so far and a little about them. I'll probably add more to them later and stuff. And there are going to be a LOT more characters.
I did figure out the problem I had with my outline. I simply decided to end the book at a different spot, thus eliminating that problem, at least for now. But I'm sure I'll have to revisit it later when I write that book.
All that was yesterday.
Today? Have barely written anything. A paragraph, maybe. But I've been busy with school work. I no longer have clinical since I didn't pass the written medication administration exam so I have no classes on Tuesday, but I'm filling the void with other school work. For instance, today, I finished reading a chapter for my Foundations class and practiced the test-outs on the eyes and ears since I had my test-out today. I did fairly well, by the way. I missed a few things, but I still passed. So that has sucked up the majority of my day, hence why I haven't written anything today. But there's still time. Even though I need to work on making notecards for my upcoming Pharmacology exam. I really have to stop putting things off. It's not healthy.
Word count: 2,028 words
Characters killed: 0
Breakdowns: 1
Cups of tea consumed: 0
Friday, October 1, 2010
It's That Time of Year Again...
Today is October 1st, which means there is one month left until NaNoWriMo begins.
For those who don't know, NaNoWriMo stands for National Novel Writing Month. There's an official website: nanowrimo.org that can explain things better that I can. But I'm going to try. It's this yearly thing, like a contest that writers do. The challenge: write 50,000 words in one month, basically a short novel. It takes place every November from the 1st to the 30th. This will be my third year doing this and I'm very excited. You don't actually *win* anything, just the pride that you wrote a novel in a month. And you can't write the same word over and over again; there's a system that will make sure you're truthful. There are fourums on the website, where I lurk quite a bit, especially once November comes around. It's a nice place for writers to come together, especially when they're in distress, which happens quite a bit.
This year is going to be a little insane because I'm in nursing school and it's a lot of work on its own. Plus I'm going to be blogging about my experience. I'm not sure if I'll actually finish, but I can at least try.
I've been plotting since about the beginning of September, I think. I can't remember exactly. Some people start even earlier. I just didn't start getting any ideas until about September. I'm working on outlining. I outline pretty rigidly. It just doesn't seem to work if I don't have a plan. So I'm outlining.
This year's novel is called The Gift of Fire. It's the first book of a series called The Desidar Chronicles. I've actually been trying to write The Desidar Chronicles since 7th grade, but I'm taking a new approach. This first book is actually something completely different though a couple characters from later books are starting to make an appearance. Right now, I don't have a point where Book 1 ends and Book 2 begins. I'm just going to worry about that later.
I'm still waiitng for the forums on the NaNoWriMo website to be wiped clean (they wipe them clean October 1st) because that's when things really start. It probably won't be wiped clean until this afternoon.
This is the summary for my novel: Darkness is spreading througout Desidar. Whispers of the dark Elf-witch Leillasa spreads through the Elven kingdom of Huhala. When the city is threatened by this strange dark power, the great lady Mirai sends the two princes away to seek refuge. However, the twin prices Keian and Kayden stumble by accident into the human realm of Mer and meet the fiery prince Ayden. Suddenly, things aren't so easy as Keian falls for the human prince, but he's been promised to another...
It needs some work. But I can work on that later. The outline isn't finished yet. I'm up to chapter 13, I think. No. Chapter 14. My bad. I'm a little stuck. I have a new MC (the other one kind of DIED) and he's rather reluctant to get going on his journey. It's really frustrating.
For those who don't know, NaNoWriMo stands for National Novel Writing Month. There's an official website: nanowrimo.org that can explain things better that I can. But I'm going to try. It's this yearly thing, like a contest that writers do. The challenge: write 50,000 words in one month, basically a short novel. It takes place every November from the 1st to the 30th. This will be my third year doing this and I'm very excited. You don't actually *win* anything, just the pride that you wrote a novel in a month. And you can't write the same word over and over again; there's a system that will make sure you're truthful. There are fourums on the website, where I lurk quite a bit, especially once November comes around. It's a nice place for writers to come together, especially when they're in distress, which happens quite a bit.
This year is going to be a little insane because I'm in nursing school and it's a lot of work on its own. Plus I'm going to be blogging about my experience. I'm not sure if I'll actually finish, but I can at least try.
I've been plotting since about the beginning of September, I think. I can't remember exactly. Some people start even earlier. I just didn't start getting any ideas until about September. I'm working on outlining. I outline pretty rigidly. It just doesn't seem to work if I don't have a plan. So I'm outlining.
This year's novel is called The Gift of Fire. It's the first book of a series called The Desidar Chronicles. I've actually been trying to write The Desidar Chronicles since 7th grade, but I'm taking a new approach. This first book is actually something completely different though a couple characters from later books are starting to make an appearance. Right now, I don't have a point where Book 1 ends and Book 2 begins. I'm just going to worry about that later.
I'm still waiitng for the forums on the NaNoWriMo website to be wiped clean (they wipe them clean October 1st) because that's when things really start. It probably won't be wiped clean until this afternoon.
This is the summary for my novel: Darkness is spreading througout Desidar. Whispers of the dark Elf-witch Leillasa spreads through the Elven kingdom of Huhala. When the city is threatened by this strange dark power, the great lady Mirai sends the two princes away to seek refuge. However, the twin prices Keian and Kayden stumble by accident into the human realm of Mer and meet the fiery prince Ayden. Suddenly, things aren't so easy as Keian falls for the human prince, but he's been promised to another...
It needs some work. But I can work on that later. The outline isn't finished yet. I'm up to chapter 13, I think. No. Chapter 14. My bad. I'm a little stuck. I have a new MC (the other one kind of DIED) and he's rather reluctant to get going on his journey. It's really frustrating.
Friday, August 13, 2010
Playing Catch-Up
It's been a while. But I'm not surprised. It happens quite frequently with me. I'll start something and then abandon it for a period of time. Sometimes long periods of time. I've been sort of busy but not really.
Last week was a really stressful week because my grandma was admitted to the hospital on Monday. I'm not exactly sure on all the details, but she's just not doing well. She has emphysema and hasn't been eating properly. She's out of the hospital now, but she's in a rehabilitation center and we may have to put her into assisted living. Right now, well up until she was admitted to the hospital, she lived in an apartment for elderly people. But now she may have to be put into assisted living, if she is unable to live on her own. Which kind of really sucks. And I also had a CPR class.
That was interesting. Because I procrastinated for so long, I had to take the class in Waterford, which is about 40-45 minutes away. But the first night took me an hour and fifteen minutes, more or less. The second time took me about an hour. But I passed and everything so I am now certified in CPR so I can actually start the Nursing program (one of the requirements is that I be certified in CPR). So that's good. I'll be going back up to school in exactly one week. How scary is that? My classes start on August 23, which is in 10 days, actually. Wow. I'm really excited and I can't wait to get out of the house and away from my parents. They've been driving me insane. And it's been stressful because of my grandma, so I am very glad to get away.
The best news is that I have a title for the sequel to Dante's Requiem. It's kind of weird that I'm thinking about the sequel when the first one isn't even done yet, but I have a draft for each of them, so I guess it's okay. The title will be The Last Bearers. I'm really excited that I actually came up with a title. I hated the original title, Identity so I decided to come up with a new one. But nothing was coming to me. So I just waited and waited. And finally, today, I was playing Solitare and listening to music (I do that when I'm in writer's block because for whatever reason, it helps me) and the song playing was the music from the Lord of the Rings Two Towers trailer: Requiem for a Dream remix which is an epic song and the title just sort of came to me. So I'm going with it.
I've also been working on a short story that's turning out to be a bit longer than I first anticipated. It's called Only One Night. And here's a quick excerpt:
Last week was a really stressful week because my grandma was admitted to the hospital on Monday. I'm not exactly sure on all the details, but she's just not doing well. She has emphysema and hasn't been eating properly. She's out of the hospital now, but she's in a rehabilitation center and we may have to put her into assisted living. Right now, well up until she was admitted to the hospital, she lived in an apartment for elderly people. But now she may have to be put into assisted living, if she is unable to live on her own. Which kind of really sucks. And I also had a CPR class.
That was interesting. Because I procrastinated for so long, I had to take the class in Waterford, which is about 40-45 minutes away. But the first night took me an hour and fifteen minutes, more or less. The second time took me about an hour. But I passed and everything so I am now certified in CPR so I can actually start the Nursing program (one of the requirements is that I be certified in CPR). So that's good. I'll be going back up to school in exactly one week. How scary is that? My classes start on August 23, which is in 10 days, actually. Wow. I'm really excited and I can't wait to get out of the house and away from my parents. They've been driving me insane. And it's been stressful because of my grandma, so I am very glad to get away.
The best news is that I have a title for the sequel to Dante's Requiem. It's kind of weird that I'm thinking about the sequel when the first one isn't even done yet, but I have a draft for each of them, so I guess it's okay. The title will be The Last Bearers. I'm really excited that I actually came up with a title. I hated the original title, Identity so I decided to come up with a new one. But nothing was coming to me. So I just waited and waited. And finally, today, I was playing Solitare and listening to music (I do that when I'm in writer's block because for whatever reason, it helps me) and the song playing was the music from the Lord of the Rings Two Towers trailer: Requiem for a Dream remix which is an epic song and the title just sort of came to me. So I'm going with it.
I've also been working on a short story that's turning out to be a bit longer than I first anticipated. It's called Only One Night. And here's a quick excerpt:
I’m not gay.
Gabriel Allen continued muttering that to himself as he hunched over his drink at a table in a crammed bar on a Friday night. It earned him several odd glances from the other patrons, who probably thought he was crazy, but he didn’t care. He probably was crazy. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have kissed Axel like that.
Gabriel pressed his fingertips to his lips at the memory and he could almost feel Axel’s lips pressed there, those warm, soft lips…
He gave a cry of disgust and lowered his hand. What the hell was he thinking? He was not gay. He had no idea why he had kissed Axel, but he wasn’t going to think about it anymore.
Gabriel drained the remnants of his drink and ordered a second, drinking it more slowly. The alcohol helped soothe his frazzled nerves. As he drank, he glanced around at the bar. He had never been in here before, though he had passed by it many times on his way back to his apartment from classes. It wasn’t anything special, just like every other bar in town. There was a bar, of course, and TVs suspended over it, broadcasting every sport imaginable. Small tables crammed the room and sports memorabilia from every century hung on the walls.
It was a fairly comfortable place where sports fans could come to watch a game, hang out with non-sports fans just there for the drinks, and have a good time. And gaze at the pretty waitresses. Gabriel quickly looked around. All the waitresses here had huge breasts, tight asses, and skimpy clothes. Speaking of slutty waitresses…
Gabriel gritted his teeth as one of them walked up to his small table in the corner, bringing with her the scent of expensive perfume that made his eyes water. Her hair was dyed red and teased into long curls that framed her face. She wore blue eye shadow and her lips were painted mahogany. She was a few years older than him, but obviously thought she could get away with flirting with him. Definitely not his type.
“Yeah?” he snapped at her.
“Can I get you anything, sugar?” the woman purred in a heavy Southern drawl.
“Another one of these, please,” Gabriel responded, holding up his beer bottle.
“Sure thing.” With a wink, the woman vanished.
Gabriel groaned under his breath and took a large gulp of his drink. The alcohol burned as it went down his throat. His eyes watered, but he took another sip. By the time the waitress came back with his third beer, the second one had been drained and sat on the edge of the table, waiting to be picked up.
“Here you are, hun. Need anything else?” the waitress said, setting the third beer on the table.
“No thank you,” Gabriel said politely.
The waitress grinned at him and took the empty bottle away. Why did she even bother flirting with him? He was obviously not into her. Sure, he was good-looking, but not that good-looking.
Gabriel had never really considered himself to be attractive. He was far too skinny and pale with a mop of unruly strawberry blonde hair and pale blue eyes. And he had never found anyone to be attractive, really. The guys were all muscle and no brains and the girls were all boobs and no brains. Not attractive at all…
He took a sip of his drink and resisted the urge to gag. He normally didn’t drink under any circumstances. In fact, he was underage, but no one in this bar needed to know that. He had an ID one of his friends had forged and he looked much older than he actually was. Luckily, no one really cared if there was underage drinking as long as it was kept in control. Gabriel never drank, but he had the ID in case of emergency, which tonight clearly was. He was extremely jittery tonight and required alcohol to soothe his nerves.
Even with the alcohol in his system, he still felt uneasy and he didn’t know why. He glanced around the bar. Everything seemed normal enough. All the patrons were laughing and chatting amongst themselves, unwinding after a long week of work or (in some cases) classes. Gabriel envied them. They could forget their troubles with a couple drinks. Not Gabriel. With every drink he consumed, his anxieties grew. Something bad was going to happen.
Gabriel blew several strands of strawberry blonde hair out of his eyes and sighed. Maybe he was being paranoid; it wouldn’t be the first time. He looked around again. Was it just him or was the atmosphere becoming more oppressive? Some of the patrons had lit cigarettes and the smoke hovered in the air, veiling the bar in a shroud of smoke. Gabriel choked slightly, claustrophobia setting in. The room seemed to be much smaller, the bodies closer. He fought off the anxiety that was building, but it was no use. He needed to get out, now. He couldn’t breathe. Oh god, he couldn’t breathe. Something was burning. Swallowing hard, Gabriel summoned the waitress.
“What can I get for you, sugar?” she asked, winking at him seductively.
“The check…please,” Gabriel responded, trying to keep his tone level.
“Oh. Okay.” The waitress looked disappointed. “Hold on a second.”
Gabriel bit back the urge to scream. “Okay.”
The waitress returned a couple minutes later with his check. He glanced at it and quickly grabbed enough money for the bill and a hefty tip for the waitress. As he rose, he stuffed his wallet back in his pocket, grabbed his coat from the back of the chair, and bristled past the other patrons for the door.
He shrugged into his coat, but he didn’t even bother zipping it up as he hurried through the frozen evening air. He felt marginally better as he stopped at a street corning, waiting for the light to change, but the anxiety remained.
“Fuck,” he muttered, rushing across the street as soon as it became safe to cross.
It felt like he was going to die. He hated that feeling so fucking much. His anxiety attacks had lessened over the years, but they were still a bitch when they came. His mind screamed at him that he needed to get as far away from the bar as possible or he was going to die.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Diet is No Longer a Four-Letter Word...
It's what I'm going to undertake. I really need to lose weight. At least 20 pounds. I'm gonna do it by eating healthy (limiting carbs, eating fruits and vegetables, etc.) and exercising. And hopefully, I'll lose weight. Because I'm not happy with myself right now. I feel terrible and I have to do something about it or it's just going to get worse. I know I can do it. I just have to exercise, which is going to be hard for me. But I can do it. I just have to get off my fat, lazy ass and do it. And no making excuses. It starts tomorrow for sure. My goal is to get down to 140 pounds. I'll be in the average for my height. Wish me luck!
Current weight: 163.3 pounds.
Current weight: 163.3 pounds.
Revelations and Pancakes
Last night I was reading this book that a friend reccomended to me, The Complete Handbook of Novel Writing and I had one of the biggest revelations ever. Seriously. I realized that I was starting my novel in the entirely wrong place and that's why it was stuck. I started on Dante's first day of work and it was written from Gabe's POV, his partner, which doesn't really make sense because Dante is the main character. So I'm going to start the story 6 years later. It's making me really happy. There may be some hope yet.
I also cooked pancakes from scratch last night. For the first time ever. I've made them with pancake mix from the box, but not from scratch. I've slowly begun to learn how to cook. I know how to cook tacos and now I can make pancakes too. I'm getting there. I have no problem following a recipe (though I did have to ask my mom about a couple things I wasn't sure about) and I love baking. I just haven't cooked much. But I'm getting there. It was a bit of an adventure. The recipie is simple enough. I just was a bit worried because the pancake mix was too thick. But it was okay. The hardest part was getting the pancakes to cook on the finicky cooktop my parents have. It's SO freaking picky. It's either too hot so the stuff cooks too quickly and burns or it's too cold and the stuff doesn't cook enough. Needless to say, my first four pancackes were no good because they were gooey inside. But I got it down eventually and made plenty even though I was the only one eating them. My mom did try one and she seemed to like it. And they were good. I wrote the recipie down on an index card so, provided I don't lose the card, I will have the recipie when I get my own place. I'm planning on looking through all the cookbooks my mom has and trying out different recipies so I can write them down and actually know how to cook things when I'm on my own.
Went to the bank this morning to transfer another $200 to my checking account from my savings account. Now I only have about $400 left in my savings account. Yikes! I have no idea why I can't get off my lazy ass and get a job. Probably because the summer is almost over already. I did work in June at a preschool. My dad is not happy about that. But there's nothing that can be done about it now.
Driving into town this morning sucked. First, I had to take a detour to avoid Ann Arbor Road because they're doing construction there. And I also had to avoid Main Street in Plymouth because they're filming a movie there. Scream 4. It's probably not going to be a very good movie, but that's okay. I still feel proud that they're shooting at least some of the movie in my hometown. I don't actually live in the downtown area. I live about 10 miles out in the country. But I still consider Plymouth my hometown because I've been going there since I was a kid. I go to the library frequently. I've been to the park for Art in the Park and Music in the Park. I've gone Christmas shopping in some of the stores there. I've watched all the stores come and go over the years. Our zip code is for Plymouth. I will always consider Plymouth my hometown.
So I had to take a detour to avoid Main Street even though when I got there, it actually seemed to be open. There was just one small strip of road that was closed for filming that had no significance to me. But I took the detour anyway. Instead of going down Ann Arbor Road all the way into Plymouth and turning onto Main Street, I took North Territorial. Bad idea because they're doing construction on North Territoral now. UGH!!!!!! It was down to a one-lane road so it was BAD. I hate construction with a passion!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And I don't know what I'd do without the backroads here in Michigan. They're a real life-saver in a pinch.
Today I get to look forward to washing washcloths and towels and folding them. And I'm going to try and get some work on Dante's Requiem done. And I'll probably watch the Tigers tonight even though they've been sucking like crazy lately. If I can get control of the big screen TV in the addition, I can even work on my knitting and reading. It's a lot easier to sit up and knit rather than lounge on a bed. And even if I can't, I can still work on my reading. I'm currently reading 5 different books: The Simillarion by Tolkien, The Inferno by Dante, The Last Juror by John Grisham, The Mists of Avalon by Marion Zimmer Bradley, and Montana Sky by Nora Roberts. I own all the books except the last, which is a library book. I have four books by her checked out by the library and I'm not sure if I'll be able to get them done on time. If not, I can renew them. Even though I'm going back to school at the end of the month. I'm really starting to make progress on Montana Sky. It's really good, but suspensful, which is why I can't read it at night. I'm afraid it'll spook me too much and I won't be able to sleep. What can I say, I'm a sensitive person. So I can only read that one during the day. Same with The Last Juror. And The Inferno as well. That one is really really bizzare so who knows what kind of dreams I'll get from it. I was reading The Simillarion but got bored so I started The Mists of Avalon. Both those books are going to take FOREVER to read because they're really slow reads. I've read The Mists of Avalon before, though I didn't get all the way through. Oh yeah, I'm also reading Harry Potter in French. I'm on the first one. Still. It's taken me forever and a half to get through it, which is understandable. But I still have a long ways to go. Sigh.
I also cooked pancakes from scratch last night. For the first time ever. I've made them with pancake mix from the box, but not from scratch. I've slowly begun to learn how to cook. I know how to cook tacos and now I can make pancakes too. I'm getting there. I have no problem following a recipe (though I did have to ask my mom about a couple things I wasn't sure about) and I love baking. I just haven't cooked much. But I'm getting there. It was a bit of an adventure. The recipie is simple enough. I just was a bit worried because the pancake mix was too thick. But it was okay. The hardest part was getting the pancakes to cook on the finicky cooktop my parents have. It's SO freaking picky. It's either too hot so the stuff cooks too quickly and burns or it's too cold and the stuff doesn't cook enough. Needless to say, my first four pancackes were no good because they were gooey inside. But I got it down eventually and made plenty even though I was the only one eating them. My mom did try one and she seemed to like it. And they were good. I wrote the recipie down on an index card so, provided I don't lose the card, I will have the recipie when I get my own place. I'm planning on looking through all the cookbooks my mom has and trying out different recipies so I can write them down and actually know how to cook things when I'm on my own.
Went to the bank this morning to transfer another $200 to my checking account from my savings account. Now I only have about $400 left in my savings account. Yikes! I have no idea why I can't get off my lazy ass and get a job. Probably because the summer is almost over already. I did work in June at a preschool. My dad is not happy about that. But there's nothing that can be done about it now.
Driving into town this morning sucked. First, I had to take a detour to avoid Ann Arbor Road because they're doing construction there. And I also had to avoid Main Street in Plymouth because they're filming a movie there. Scream 4. It's probably not going to be a very good movie, but that's okay. I still feel proud that they're shooting at least some of the movie in my hometown. I don't actually live in the downtown area. I live about 10 miles out in the country. But I still consider Plymouth my hometown because I've been going there since I was a kid. I go to the library frequently. I've been to the park for Art in the Park and Music in the Park. I've gone Christmas shopping in some of the stores there. I've watched all the stores come and go over the years. Our zip code is for Plymouth. I will always consider Plymouth my hometown.
So I had to take a detour to avoid Main Street even though when I got there, it actually seemed to be open. There was just one small strip of road that was closed for filming that had no significance to me. But I took the detour anyway. Instead of going down Ann Arbor Road all the way into Plymouth and turning onto Main Street, I took North Territorial. Bad idea because they're doing construction on North Territoral now. UGH!!!!!! It was down to a one-lane road so it was BAD. I hate construction with a passion!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And I don't know what I'd do without the backroads here in Michigan. They're a real life-saver in a pinch.
Today I get to look forward to washing washcloths and towels and folding them. And I'm going to try and get some work on Dante's Requiem done. And I'll probably watch the Tigers tonight even though they've been sucking like crazy lately. If I can get control of the big screen TV in the addition, I can even work on my knitting and reading. It's a lot easier to sit up and knit rather than lounge on a bed. And even if I can't, I can still work on my reading. I'm currently reading 5 different books: The Simillarion by Tolkien, The Inferno by Dante, The Last Juror by John Grisham, The Mists of Avalon by Marion Zimmer Bradley, and Montana Sky by Nora Roberts. I own all the books except the last, which is a library book. I have four books by her checked out by the library and I'm not sure if I'll be able to get them done on time. If not, I can renew them. Even though I'm going back to school at the end of the month. I'm really starting to make progress on Montana Sky. It's really good, but suspensful, which is why I can't read it at night. I'm afraid it'll spook me too much and I won't be able to sleep. What can I say, I'm a sensitive person. So I can only read that one during the day. Same with The Last Juror. And The Inferno as well. That one is really really bizzare so who knows what kind of dreams I'll get from it. I was reading The Simillarion but got bored so I started The Mists of Avalon. Both those books are going to take FOREVER to read because they're really slow reads. I've read The Mists of Avalon before, though I didn't get all the way through. Oh yeah, I'm also reading Harry Potter in French. I'm on the first one. Still. It's taken me forever and a half to get through it, which is understandable. But I still have a long ways to go. Sigh.
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