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Posted: Sun Oct 12, 2008 4:07 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 12, 2008 4:39 pm
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~Sunday 12th October, 2008.
Now playing: Wuthering Heights - Hayley Westenra
Out on the wiley, windy moors, we'd roll and fall in green. You had a temper like my jealousy: Too hot, too greedy. How could you leave me, when I needed to possess you?
So, today has been a pretty cool day as well. Today I didn't really do a lot, to be honest with you. I didn't wake up until 11am, and then I basically sat around all morning. I had a bit of an argument with my sister, who was being unreasonable, and my mother, who was arguing with everybody today, but other than that things went pretty smoothly. I sat around on the computer for most of the day, watched the latests episode of Bones from Thursday night which I hadn't gotten around to watching yet (I'm saving Cold Case for one night this week when I'm feeling particularly free of homework and other obligations), and then it was more internet until about half six this evening. At this point I decided I'd go around and see my friend, who I hadn't seen for a few weeks.
I spent a couple of hours at her house with one of her other friends, and we watched Eddy Izzard videos on youtube until we laughed so much we got a bit sick. >_o I headed home then, and sat around on the internet for a bit longer. The relaxation was what I needed, and it really did me good.
After a conversation on one of the NaNo threads I decided it was finally time to write my synopsis for my NaNo novel, which I've been putting off for a week or so now, and so I sat down and did that. It actually turned out pretty well, I think. It's longer than I'd planned, but it shows what the story is going to be about for both of the main characters, which is pretty effective, I think. If you want to read it, you can find it here: My NaNo Page
Whilst writing this synopsis, which I did totally on a whim, I came up with the inspiration for a character sketch for A.C. I decided in that split second (you know, as you do), that her mother was going to be a ghost who kept harassing her over the phone at the most inappropriate times, and of course this spawned a whole sketch conversation between the two of them. It's only 500 words, but I really enjoyed writing the whole thing.
LONG DISTANCE PHONE CALLS
“Yes, okay Mum, tonight when I go to bed I promise that I’ll make sure to lock the front door before I sleep.” “You see! That wasn’t so hard now, was it?” “No Mum. I just don’t see the point in locking the door when there’s an alarm on anyway, and the chain’s across. Danger doesn’t go to bed until way after I do, because she doesn’t need to be up until after me-” “Danger? Who is Danger?” “Oh for goodness sake, Mum. We go through this every day. Just because you’re a non-living non-breathing trickle of residue on the phone line it does not give you the right to harass me like this every morning before work. One of these days you’re going to make me late!” “It’s my duty to look after my youngest daughter,” my mother prattled. I put one hand to my forehead and sighed. What was worse than getting up early on a Monday morning for a dentist’s appointment before work? Getting up early for a dentist’s appointment before work, only to have the phone ring just seconds before I left the house. I thought today she might have forgotten, or at least that by leaving early I might avoid the conversation. “Mum, I’m your only daughter,” I corrected her. “And besides, I’m not so little any more. Don’t you think it’s time you left me alone for a little while? You didn’t ring me this often back when you were alive, so what’s your excuse?” “I have a lot more free time on my hands, now,” my mother complained. “It’s not like you’ve got anywhere else to be, anyway! Wouldn’t you rather talk to me instead?” “Not really Mum,” I said to her honestly. I switched the phone to my other ear and attempted to apply another layer of lipstick in front of the hall mirror before leaving. It didn’t matter that it would only get messed up in the dentist’s office anyway; I wanted to make a good impression. “Look Mum, I told you yesterday. I’m not heading straight for work today, I have that appointment, and I’d hate to do it but if you don’t let me go I’m going to be late and I’ll have to put the phone down on you. Can we do this later, please?” “Oh I wish you wouldn’t brush me off, so! You always act like you’re so old, and you don’t need me any more. And all I was doing was ringing up to make sure that you were okay and that you hadn’t been raped, or worse burgled in the night!” she let out a gasp of shock, and I could picture her shaking her head in shame at the gossip that might ensue. “Sure, I know you care less about me than my money, Mum, but seriously. I am old enough to look after myself now. Come on, let me go or I’ll put the phone down. You can ring me later, I promise. When I get in from work. How about that?” “Oh alright, alright,” she muttered airily. “If you really must go I guess I’d better not make you late.” I checked my watch. I was already late. Rolling my eyes I made a move towards the table on which the phone cradle rested. “I’ll call you tonight then, Apple. Mhmm?” “Yes Mum, you can call me tonight. I’ll talk to you later.” “Good bye lovee! Good bye!” There was a brief buzz as she residue dissipated, and then the line went dead. I have to admit, she really was making this difficult for me recently. With a toss of my head to dislodge a curl that had gotten itself stuck to my ear, I set the alarm and left the building, wondering if she’d ever just leave me alone. It really was difficult to move on and grieve when every day I could expect a phone call from the woman who was supposed to be dead. It made me wonder, really, if it was just me. Do I attract the weird things in life? I think I must.
Words written today: Five hundred and something, again, plus a synopsis.
Lines for today: Again, pretty much all of them. I think my favourite line tonight, though, is... "ust because you’re a non-living non-breathing trickle of residue on the phone line it does not give you the right to harass me like this every morning before work."
I hated you. I loved you, too.
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Psychotic Maniacal Sanity Crew
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DesertRoseFallen Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Oct 13, 2008 10:32 am
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Posted: Mon Oct 13, 2008 2:24 pm
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Psychotic Maniacal Sanity Crew
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Psychotic Maniacal Sanity Crew
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Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2008 2:40 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 6:57 am
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DesertRoseFallen Vice Captain
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Psychotic Maniacal Sanity Crew
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Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2008 11:59 am
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 9:32 am
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DesertRoseFallen Vice Captain
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Psychotic Maniacal Sanity Crew
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Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2008 11:22 am
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Posted: Wed Oct 22, 2008 1:45 pm
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Psychotic Maniacal Sanity Crew
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DesertRoseFallen Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2008 11:00 am
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Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2008 11:24 am
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Psychotic Maniacal Sanity Crew
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Posted: Wed Oct 29, 2008 9:54 am
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Posted: Fri Dec 05, 2008 11:33 am
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~Friday 5th December, 2008.
Now playing: Celine Dion - The Power of Love
The whispers in the morning of lovers sleeping tight are rolling by like thunder now as I look in your eyes
I feel guilty for the lack of updates. Luckily, NaNoWriMo is now over and I can return my focus to the novel Black Hour, which I really want to finish. At 80,000 words I think I'm around half way through, and so by the summer I'm aiming to have finished it, as well as passed all of my exams. @_@
Today I got an offer from the university I really want to go to in the fall of 2009, and so now the studying is really important because I have to make sure I do well enough to get the grades required for the course. I'm super excited about all of this, especially since the course is American Literature and Creative Writing, and the university is the most awesome place I have ever seen. I'm hoping to also get an offer for the English Literature with CW course, but I'll have to wait to see about that one. As for writing, it may well take a back seat while I fight for the grades I need.
I have exams in the summer, but I also have a Psychology exam and three General Studies exams in January, which are now at the forefront of my mind. And, after writing 116,697 words on The Art of Misdirection written to complete a full novel in November, I think I deserve a well earned rest from writing. Guarenteed I'll be back into writing straight after the exams, and should be able to get the novel finished between then and the summer if I set myself the goal. :]
I'm now just rereading the novel, and so I might go and do some more of that right now. I have some History work to do tonight, as well as my goal of at least an hour revising a day (I should do more, but, you know... I'm an A grade student), so I'll leave you guys wondering who the hell I am since I've been gone so long. (Only joking, but it has been a while. XD)
Words written today: None
Lines for today: None
Sometimes I am frightened but I'm ready to learn of the power of love...
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DesertRoseFallen Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Dec 08, 2008 11:39 am
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