Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Well Then. I Don't Like You Either.

Two days ago, the views of this site peaked. Not as high as that one time - only to 30 views - but still. Since, I've had 1 view.

I'm feeling the love, guys. NOT.

But it's okay. I've got NaNo to distract me, and then I can feel more put out by this.

Friday, November 18, 2011

Dear Smeyer, I Hate Your Books.

With all this hysteria about Breaking Dawn, I thought I'd share my opinions with you.

Then I started typing, and realized I had too many things to say.

The post would be ridiculously long. As in, I was only on the second book, and it was longer than my post with all the pictures. I hadn't even begun to think of my tirade on the biology of Smeyer's vampires.

So just know that I think it's stupid, annoying, and biologically impossible.

That will be all.

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Cake. NaNo. Barns. I Almost Typed Brans instead.

The little stats bar for the number of views looks like a barn, kinda.

Oh, and Week Three has begun.

I'm on track, and everything's going well in the story. It's 76 pages long at the moment. I'm feeling rather proud.

And now I'm going to go to the gym. Once I'm back from there, I'm going to reward myself with cake. No, I do not see a problem with this.

Thursday, November 10, 2011


Yes, indeed.

NaNoWriMo is driving me insane. And not just because my main character is in an asylum. More because it's Week Two (dun dun DUN) (that was supposed to be scary and dramatic. So if you didn't read it that way, fix it NOW) and I made it all the way until today, Thursday, without falling into the Week Two Rut.

If you don't participate in NaNo, then you do not know what this Week Two Rut is. This makes you very, very lucky. But everyone else who DOES participate knows about this horrid aspect of NaNoWriMo. It's when you sit there and can only type like 50 words at a time, because you just don't have the faith that you can do this. It's 50,000 words in one month. More, if you're crazy. That SHOULD frighten you, but Week One was full of joy and promise and interesting characters you had just met.

By Week Two, you know your characters and (most of) their motivations. It's no longer exciting. You've got at least a vague idea of what will happen, and you can sort of see how to get there. Getting there is a whole other creature entirely. It takes a lot of boring to get to that interesting. (Boring for the writer, anyway.)

Maybe if I rant about it enough on here, I'll be able to get to wordcount today. That'd be nice.

Hey look! It's Sasha! The spider that lives next to my desk! He/she/it had been gone for a while, but no worries. He/she/it has returned!

Oh, and one more random thing: I'm seriously contemplating trying out (signing up?) for Survivor. I've already begun my training regimen, which includes running, climbing, stretching, balancing stuff, playing sudoku, and working on my photographic memory so that it's even better. Thus far I've run two miles, climbed a couple trees, solved three expert level sudokus (in under ten minutes each!), and done handstands. Not sure how the last one helps, but it's fun so, hey. I do what I want.

That's pretty much all I've got. I have to finish wordcount now. Wish me luck.

Saturday, November 5, 2011

Oh, and Guess What...


On this day, at 7:58 AM, I was born.

Yes, this is certainly a cause for celebration.

Thus far I've gotten a free meal at 1 in the morning (and some delightful eye-candy via the managerial staff at the restaurant), two decks of cards (total win, I'm a card shark according to a certain history teacher), a box of chocolate caramels (so the combination of the two greatest things ever), and a  $10 Tropical Smoothie gift card. And I haven't even gotten anything from my parents yet, or my best friends, or my co-workers... this is going to be a good haul, I can feel it.

NaNo's coming along as well, but that's not quite as important as this.

Thursday, November 3, 2011

So That You Know I Haven't Forgotten You

1) NaNo is coming along rather well. The first day was rough, but things have picked up and I think the idea is pretty stellar.

2) Ozzy Lusth is perfection on earth, and if I ever met him I would seduce him and get him to marry me. It shouldn't prove too hard, as I'm rather amazing. But honestly, I can't even express how much I adore Ozzy. He's just... perfect. Perfect perfect perfect. As to why he's still single, I don't understand.