"o....k.... well your the amazing shelly, the mistress of mystique, the dazzling darling of the deadline, you can and will do it i know you can!"
That's cheered me up.
PREDICTABLY PREDICTABLE
15 years ago
Friday, 9 January 2009
Wednesday, 7 January 2009
So here's where it currently stands...
Chapter 1 of novel: 1,474 words (Hoping to hit 2000/2,500 by tomorrow evening).
Comparative Essay: 970 words (Hoping to have almost 2000 done by the end of the day).
Postmodern plunder essay: 1,106 (Hoping to have that finished on Friday).
This is what I get for not doing my fucking work when I'm supposed to.
I left myself 1 week to do 3 months worth of work.
Twat of the highest order much?
Comparative Essay: 970 words (Hoping to have almost 2000 done by the end of the day).
Postmodern plunder essay: 1,106 (Hoping to have that finished on Friday).
This is what I get for not doing my fucking work when I'm supposed to.
I left myself 1 week to do 3 months worth of work.
Twat of the highest order much?
Tuesday, 6 January 2009
Damn you, Alex.
Bloody Alex has take over my story like the manic monster that he is!
I told you Alex was really speaking to me. I've been writing my novel chapter today and he's pretty much taken it over with his awful awful jokes - there's one about sucking a battery because it said lithium which I want to keep in - and recitals of Pink Floyd lyrics.
I'm going to have to rein him back in when I edit on Thursday. My poor main lady hasn't managed to get a word in and it's her bloody story. She's supposed to be angry and annoyed at how she's feeling, but she's too busy reacting to Alex to tell everyone what's going on. She does have a name now, even though she's not been able to introduce herself yet (Gemma).
I've got a feeling, even after I shut Alex up, she's still not going to be quite the way I want her to be, she's too nice to be completely pissed off with being the way she is. She needs to be nice but with a "Oh fuck it" attitude as well but I can't quite figure out how to fit it in there.
I'm not happy with Red either even though she's exactly how I want her to be...it's hit me that I'm never going to be able to explain her properly through Gemma's eyes because her problems are far too complex. I change the whole first person perspective thing...it was Leone's idea, not mine, but I don't like not being able to head hop.
God, I've never had a character go crazy on me before (should have expected this really since he's not sane anyway).
Betty, my OAP agoraphobic from WF2 last year nearly did, but I caught her just in time. She was shouting at me for making her son be so cruel and went on a rant but I nipped it.
Hopefully I can sort this before the week is out.
I told you Alex was really speaking to me. I've been writing my novel chapter today and he's pretty much taken it over with his awful awful jokes - there's one about sucking a battery because it said lithium which I want to keep in - and recitals of Pink Floyd lyrics.
I'm going to have to rein him back in when I edit on Thursday. My poor main lady hasn't managed to get a word in and it's her bloody story. She's supposed to be angry and annoyed at how she's feeling, but she's too busy reacting to Alex to tell everyone what's going on. She does have a name now, even though she's not been able to introduce herself yet (Gemma).
I've got a feeling, even after I shut Alex up, she's still not going to be quite the way I want her to be, she's too nice to be completely pissed off with being the way she is. She needs to be nice but with a "Oh fuck it" attitude as well but I can't quite figure out how to fit it in there.
I'm not happy with Red either even though she's exactly how I want her to be...it's hit me that I'm never going to be able to explain her properly through Gemma's eyes because her problems are far too complex. I change the whole first person perspective thing...it was Leone's idea, not mine, but I don't like not being able to head hop.
God, I've never had a character go crazy on me before (should have expected this really since he's not sane anyway).
Betty, my OAP agoraphobic from WF2 last year nearly did, but I caught her just in time. She was shouting at me for making her son be so cruel and went on a rant but I nipped it.
Hopefully I can sort this before the week is out.
Monday, 5 January 2009
I think I'm getting it...
...My characters for this damn novel have started speaking to me.
One of them, Alex, is in my head nattering away. Red is clutching an old fashioned Gameboy but glaring at me every so often and my nameless protagonist is just standing there screaming at me.
I checked Leone's feedback for the first time a few days ago and had nothing to be frightened of. She didn't diss my idea, she didn't tell me it was too much or tell me it wouldn't work. Her words were "Deeply ambitious" and "Be comical but be kind...one of your characters is potentially dangerous!" then there was a Good Luck type thing written at the bottom.
To fill you in a bit, my novel is a journey into the mind of a 19 year old girl suffering from depression (perhaps dysthemia, I've not worked it out 100% yet but it's getting there) and the two friends she makes in the waiting room of a psychologist's office...that's all I'm saying, but I'm starting to love my "potentially dangerous" Alex. He's in his late 20s, is bi-polar and once stole a tractor because he thought the people in The Matrix were coming after him (his pills were blue). His life's philosophy is that kids need to revert back to when two lines and a dot counted as major technology and having a wank to thoughts of women with 4 breasts was the highlight of the day.
Red is schizotypal so looks very eccentric, doesn't speak very much (it's all over the place when she does) and just wiles away the hours reading, playing her Gameboy and listening to music backwards because she's sure Aliens are subliminally sending messages to us all.
My first chapter will be how they all meet (I just need to find a name for my depressed little hells angel).
I feel like I'm slowly getting somewhere. Might spend some time in a coffee shop somewhere tomorrow writing things.
One of them, Alex, is in my head nattering away. Red is clutching an old fashioned Gameboy but glaring at me every so often and my nameless protagonist is just standing there screaming at me.
I checked Leone's feedback for the first time a few days ago and had nothing to be frightened of. She didn't diss my idea, she didn't tell me it was too much or tell me it wouldn't work. Her words were "Deeply ambitious" and "Be comical but be kind...one of your characters is potentially dangerous!" then there was a Good Luck type thing written at the bottom.
To fill you in a bit, my novel is a journey into the mind of a 19 year old girl suffering from depression (perhaps dysthemia, I've not worked it out 100% yet but it's getting there) and the two friends she makes in the waiting room of a psychologist's office...that's all I'm saying, but I'm starting to love my "potentially dangerous" Alex. He's in his late 20s, is bi-polar and once stole a tractor because he thought the people in The Matrix were coming after him (his pills were blue). His life's philosophy is that kids need to revert back to when two lines and a dot counted as major technology and having a wank to thoughts of women with 4 breasts was the highlight of the day.
Red is schizotypal so looks very eccentric, doesn't speak very much (it's all over the place when she does) and just wiles away the hours reading, playing her Gameboy and listening to music backwards because she's sure Aliens are subliminally sending messages to us all.
My first chapter will be how they all meet (I just need to find a name for my depressed little hells angel).
I feel like I'm slowly getting somewhere. Might spend some time in a coffee shop somewhere tomorrow writing things.
Sunday, 4 January 2009
Oh for flip sake...
Someone go to work for me today. I really can't be arsed with it.
Bed was so warm :o(
Bed was so warm :o(
Friday, 2 January 2009
BOO!
I've started writing again.
It's not much and isn't happening often. It's not even very good but I am trying.
http://cluttered-youth.blogspot.com/
It's not much and isn't happening often. It's not even very good but I am trying.
http://cluttered-youth.blogspot.com/
Thursday, 1 January 2009
Happy New Year!!!!
Welcome all to 2009!
I'm already dreading it and today is the first fucking day.
It was such a good day until it hit me that I still have uni work to do and just have to go back to uni anyway (I can't stand it there). The thought pretty much ruined my day.
I went out with Ben and a few friends to celebrate the new year at some crappy pub in Bush. It was decided that we should go there because we go to the same pub all the time and everyone wanted a change. It was so bad in there that we ended up leaving and walking down to our regular pub anyway...there was even a completely empty booth in there, it was like some kind of sign.
Nothing much happened aside from one of our friends, Kayleigh, running up to Ben and I after all the party poppers had stopped and shouted "HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!!!" before jumping on us both with arms flailing.
So, yes, it's our 1 year anniversary today. We celebrated by him crashing here with me, me not being able to sleep because of his snoring (but me also cracking up because him talking in his sleep is hilarious) and because of his random bum grabbing. Yes, he does that in his sleep now. It wasn't even a fake sleep thing...he was genuinely taken by the sandman when it happened, I know this because the third time it happened, it was followed by "Thanks for *snore* cooking, babe *snore*" being mumbled into my back.
We spent the whole day lazing around, watching crap TV and playing Guitar Hero, but he then asked me what days I'm at uni so he can work out when we can see each other during my spring semester. I burst into tears at the thought of having to go back there. I honestly didn't think disliked the place so much until tonight. Ben stayed and extra few hours longer just to make sure I was alright before he left.
Ah well, Happy anniversary to us and happy new year to everyone xx
I'm already dreading it and today is the first fucking day.
It was such a good day until it hit me that I still have uni work to do and just have to go back to uni anyway (I can't stand it there). The thought pretty much ruined my day.
I went out with Ben and a few friends to celebrate the new year at some crappy pub in Bush. It was decided that we should go there because we go to the same pub all the time and everyone wanted a change. It was so bad in there that we ended up leaving and walking down to our regular pub anyway...there was even a completely empty booth in there, it was like some kind of sign.
Nothing much happened aside from one of our friends, Kayleigh, running up to Ben and I after all the party poppers had stopped and shouted "HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!!!" before jumping on us both with arms flailing.
So, yes, it's our 1 year anniversary today. We celebrated by him crashing here with me, me not being able to sleep because of his snoring (but me also cracking up because him talking in his sleep is hilarious) and because of his random bum grabbing. Yes, he does that in his sleep now. It wasn't even a fake sleep thing...he was genuinely taken by the sandman when it happened, I know this because the third time it happened, it was followed by "Thanks for *snore* cooking, babe *snore*" being mumbled into my back.
We spent the whole day lazing around, watching crap TV and playing Guitar Hero, but he then asked me what days I'm at uni so he can work out when we can see each other during my spring semester. I burst into tears at the thought of having to go back there. I honestly didn't think disliked the place so much until tonight. Ben stayed and extra few hours longer just to make sure I was alright before he left.
Ah well, Happy anniversary to us and happy new year to everyone xx
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