So I started writing this story about a girl who got into a car accident "last month" and has amnesia. The only shit she remembers is academic. I have yet to decide if she knows anything about herself, but she doesn't know any of her family members or friends or anybody. Everything social has been swept away. I have also yet to decide if during the course of the story--because she moves, of course--there are triggers that cause her memories to start coming back, or if she just completely starts over. That'd be hard, though--the latter option--because making friends gets hard... but yeah... Who knows? I don't even know what the real point of the story is yet. It's kinda pathetic.
I don't know that I should really necessarily admit this, but I'm kind of writing a "slash" story. In other words, about a couple of gay boys. I don't know why, or what really possessed me. But I'm doing it. It's okay... I mean, the writing. The story? Couldn't say. I've started it and now I only want to jump ahead to the idea that I've got... Basically where the narrator discovers the guy he's crushing on is also gay. But I don't feel like taking the time to bother getting there right now and...
I don't know. My brain is kind of scrambled right now.
One other thing, I started rewriting a vampire story that I started ages ago. It's okay. Could be better. That's why I'm rewriting it; duh. The basic plot is that these two kids, Morpheus and Trisha, move into town and Promise is elected to do the orientation. Trisha's parents were human ambassadors in the last great Vampire-Lycanthrope war, so Promise is not a stranger to the truly fantastic. Little does she realize, however, upon meeting these two, that they themselves would become a part of her twisted reality... and fate. Soon Promise is leaving everything she knows behind for the sake of an old bargain she had nothing to do with. Morpheus, Trisha, and Promise suddenly find themselves in a convoluted plot for takeover with Promise at the center of it. Promise can either accept her new fate, or fight back. Will Morpheus and Trisha take the side of what they've known for a century, or will they too step out into the unknown to fight for what they believe?
Is that like the back of a book cover or what? Hah. Triumph...or something like that. I don't know. Whatever...
Until next time, With love,
--Emily
~xoxo~
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Thursday, December 10, 2009
Friday, September 18, 2009
Whoopsie!
I just realized that I missed yesterday's post as I glanced at the clock and realized I had 36 minutes to write this one. My bad. This hasn't been a great week, has it? haha. Sorry.
So I talk about something I'm writing on Thursdays...
I'm writing this story that I call "A Second Chance (Or Two)" about a girl who lives in Bloomington, Minnesota... but she goes to school in Eden Prairie. (Which I just now decided, but never mind.) Anyway, she's incredibly frustrated with her entire situation, because she doesn't want to still be going to school in Eden Prairie, and she doesn't want to be tutoring someone every single day of the week. When the story picks up, she's getting another student. A "study buddy" of sorts. Because he just doesn't feel like doing his homework. She's pissed, by the way.
So anyway, she's only going to school there for the remainder of the week that this guy gets assigned to her, and then she transfers to Kennedy in Bloomington (which I chose because my best friend just moved there...just saying...). Frank--newest tutor student--isn't terribly pleased, as he was trying his damnedest to make friends with the bitchy girl who wasn't friends with anyone. Only then, her last day, she's nice, and he just really doesn't know how to take it.
The dilemma comes in here: Friday night, Saundra goes home, and she ends up driving Frank to his cousin's, who's actually her next-door-neighbor. Go figure. So anyway, they invite her to this show in this club downtown--that they're not technically supposed to be in--and she goes because, after all, why the hell not?
They keep giving her drinks, so she drinks them, even though she knows better, but she just doesn't care. She ends up bumping into the vocalist for the band she went to see--only she doesn't know it's him because she's kind of drunk--and he takes her home.
THIS is where dilemma comes in: I haven't decided if I'm going to have her feel like a complete retard for going out and partying and then getting together with Damon (vocalist) OR if she decides that it was a shitload of fun and so she starts doing the partying thing.... from there, after about two weeks, she would decide that the whole rebel thing just didn't matter anymore and she wasn't enjoying herself, at which point she seeks the help of Damon, and then they'd get together.
I'm not positive what I'm going to do, but I'm writing both paths at this point. First draft I took the first path; second draft is going to branch. I'm going to write both, but the latter idea in a different place, just to see how things go. If it proves to be too much trouble, I'll stick with idea 1. But if it proves to be more interesting--when I write it--then I'll go with idea 2. We'll see.
I don't really know how to end it. All I know is that there's conflict with Saundra and Damon and Frank in various directions and then Saundra's keeping secrets about her late father... but I've yet to decide what precisely the exact secret(s) is/are. So we'll see.
Eventually, one day, I shall be in print! I swear to it.
Until next time, with love,
--Emily
~xoxo~
So I talk about something I'm writing on Thursdays...
I'm writing this story that I call "A Second Chance (Or Two)" about a girl who lives in Bloomington, Minnesota... but she goes to school in Eden Prairie. (Which I just now decided, but never mind.) Anyway, she's incredibly frustrated with her entire situation, because she doesn't want to still be going to school in Eden Prairie, and she doesn't want to be tutoring someone every single day of the week. When the story picks up, she's getting another student. A "study buddy" of sorts. Because he just doesn't feel like doing his homework. She's pissed, by the way.
So anyway, she's only going to school there for the remainder of the week that this guy gets assigned to her, and then she transfers to Kennedy in Bloomington (which I chose because my best friend just moved there...just saying...). Frank--newest tutor student--isn't terribly pleased, as he was trying his damnedest to make friends with the bitchy girl who wasn't friends with anyone. Only then, her last day, she's nice, and he just really doesn't know how to take it.
The dilemma comes in here: Friday night, Saundra goes home, and she ends up driving Frank to his cousin's, who's actually her next-door-neighbor. Go figure. So anyway, they invite her to this show in this club downtown--that they're not technically supposed to be in--and she goes because, after all, why the hell not?
They keep giving her drinks, so she drinks them, even though she knows better, but she just doesn't care. She ends up bumping into the vocalist for the band she went to see--only she doesn't know it's him because she's kind of drunk--and he takes her home.
THIS is where dilemma comes in: I haven't decided if I'm going to have her feel like a complete retard for going out and partying and then getting together with Damon (vocalist) OR if she decides that it was a shitload of fun and so she starts doing the partying thing.... from there, after about two weeks, she would decide that the whole rebel thing just didn't matter anymore and she wasn't enjoying herself, at which point she seeks the help of Damon, and then they'd get together.
I'm not positive what I'm going to do, but I'm writing both paths at this point. First draft I took the first path; second draft is going to branch. I'm going to write both, but the latter idea in a different place, just to see how things go. If it proves to be too much trouble, I'll stick with idea 1. But if it proves to be more interesting--when I write it--then I'll go with idea 2. We'll see.
I don't really know how to end it. All I know is that there's conflict with Saundra and Damon and Frank in various directions and then Saundra's keeping secrets about her late father... but I've yet to decide what precisely the exact secret(s) is/are. So we'll see.
Eventually, one day, I shall be in print! I swear to it.
Until next time, with love,
--Emily
~xoxo~
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Taste-Test Thursday...Oh, Wait...
Ah, the lovely subject of food! I love food. Food and I are quite good friends, as a matter of fact. (Perhaps too good, if I'm wholly honest...)
My best friend just mailed me a letter, in which she had a pretty good food story. Well, it was amusing, at any rate. So they just moved into this apartment in Bloomington, right? And the last tenents weren't very tidy--we'll put it that way--so they bought stuff and cleaned the counters and stuff, right? Well, then it was late and they were hungry. So her mom went to get food and she stayed at the apartment, and by the time her mom got back, it was really late, so they only ate the cheese and crackers. So then her mom says: "Does something taste like soap?" I forgot what she said but basically she was too tired to notice or care. Her mom taste tested the cheese, and then the crackers...it was the crackers.
The crackers had absorbed the soap off of the counter from when they cleaned it--because she apparently forgot to get the natural cleaner or something--and so the crackers tasted like soap. Consequently, Tara had a tummy-ache for a little while the next day. Oops.
Anyway, I'm thinking I'm going to change my mind about Taste-Test Thursday. I can't talk about food that much...unless I shared a recipe with you once a week...but what am I? Rachael Ray? Psh, no. Screw that.
ATTENTION: Taste-Test Thursday is now obsolete! Thursdays are now dedicated to... umm....umm... writing? Sure. I'll talk about one story that I'm writing a week. We'll need to come up with a new name then, but this will work.
I'll start with "The Last Fortnight." It's one I've been working on for quite a long time, just not....very actively. Actually, it's been really inactive most of the time. But I'm thinking about it right now because I want to write more in it. It's about this girl who, at barely 18, leaves home (without verbally telling her dad or step-mom, but leaving a few different notes around) with intentions of getting the hell out. She ends up with a band, The Last Fortnight, on their tour across the country, ending up being their interim manager while their regular manager is at home to take care of his kid--I don't remember the specific reason, but it was not good, anyway--and then later becomes their keyboardist. Camden (as she's chosen to go by, ditching her real name for an alias) was already a really good musician; she wrote songs on a dime and just improved on the piano when she was bored. This really impressed them, and thus they pressured her into it, and it ended up being the best thing she could've ever done.
At the same time as all of this, Camden's best friend, Quinn--whom she left behind when she took off--met another band called Death Certificate (although that's liable to change...) and goes on tour with them, because the vocalist's fiancee and guitarist ask her to. They're a Christian band, and so bus dynamics are a little bit different, and religion comes into play a bit, but it's not obnoxious. (Don't worry; I find pushy religious people annoying as hell. I've found God; I don't need Him shoved in my face, thanks.) About halfway through their tour, she gets engaged to the guitarist, and I'm thinking that I might have her and the vocalist have a double wedding....but I've never seen how that works, so I probably won't... But it's a thought, anyway.
Toward the end, Camden does go back home, and she talks to her dad--and to be honest, I'm not positive how that exchange is going to go, because she and her step-mom hate each other--and meet up with Quinn, because she'd gotten a new cell phone halfway through the tour and gotten in contact with her. But yeah... I'm still on the rocks about a lot of plot elements in this one, so...we'll see what happens. [=
So that wraps up "Taste-Test Thursday" and the new "Storytime Thursday." Shit, I'm not fricken calling it that. How retarded? Whatever. I'll have a title by next week; promise.
Until next time, with love,
--Emily
~~xoxo~~
Playlist created midway through post, provided by personal library and www.purevolume.com:
A Letter from Janelle [Acoustic]--Chiodos
Smooth [Cover]--Escape the Fate
6 Months--Hey Monday
Best Friends Can Last Forever--Tara Marmon
Keep the Change, You Filthy Animal--All Time Low
Step Right Up--The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
Emotion--Breathe Electric
What Would You Say? [ft. Tim Higginson]--Breathe Electric
Think Of You Later (Empty Room)--Every Avenue
A Beautiful Goodbye--Watchout! There's Ghosts
My best friend just mailed me a letter, in which she had a pretty good food story. Well, it was amusing, at any rate. So they just moved into this apartment in Bloomington, right? And the last tenents weren't very tidy--we'll put it that way--so they bought stuff and cleaned the counters and stuff, right? Well, then it was late and they were hungry. So her mom went to get food and she stayed at the apartment, and by the time her mom got back, it was really late, so they only ate the cheese and crackers. So then her mom says: "Does something taste like soap?" I forgot what she said but basically she was too tired to notice or care. Her mom taste tested the cheese, and then the crackers...it was the crackers.
The crackers had absorbed the soap off of the counter from when they cleaned it--because she apparently forgot to get the natural cleaner or something--and so the crackers tasted like soap. Consequently, Tara had a tummy-ache for a little while the next day. Oops.
Anyway, I'm thinking I'm going to change my mind about Taste-Test Thursday. I can't talk about food that much...unless I shared a recipe with you once a week...but what am I? Rachael Ray? Psh, no. Screw that.
ATTENTION: Taste-Test Thursday is now obsolete! Thursdays are now dedicated to... umm....umm... writing? Sure. I'll talk about one story that I'm writing a week. We'll need to come up with a new name then, but this will work.
I'll start with "The Last Fortnight." It's one I've been working on for quite a long time, just not....very actively. Actually, it's been really inactive most of the time. But I'm thinking about it right now because I want to write more in it. It's about this girl who, at barely 18, leaves home (without verbally telling her dad or step-mom, but leaving a few different notes around) with intentions of getting the hell out. She ends up with a band, The Last Fortnight, on their tour across the country, ending up being their interim manager while their regular manager is at home to take care of his kid--I don't remember the specific reason, but it was not good, anyway--and then later becomes their keyboardist. Camden (as she's chosen to go by, ditching her real name for an alias) was already a really good musician; she wrote songs on a dime and just improved on the piano when she was bored. This really impressed them, and thus they pressured her into it, and it ended up being the best thing she could've ever done.
At the same time as all of this, Camden's best friend, Quinn--whom she left behind when she took off--met another band called Death Certificate (although that's liable to change...) and goes on tour with them, because the vocalist's fiancee and guitarist ask her to. They're a Christian band, and so bus dynamics are a little bit different, and religion comes into play a bit, but it's not obnoxious. (Don't worry; I find pushy religious people annoying as hell. I've found God; I don't need Him shoved in my face, thanks.) About halfway through their tour, she gets engaged to the guitarist, and I'm thinking that I might have her and the vocalist have a double wedding....but I've never seen how that works, so I probably won't... But it's a thought, anyway.
Toward the end, Camden does go back home, and she talks to her dad--and to be honest, I'm not positive how that exchange is going to go, because she and her step-mom hate each other--and meet up with Quinn, because she'd gotten a new cell phone halfway through the tour and gotten in contact with her. But yeah... I'm still on the rocks about a lot of plot elements in this one, so...we'll see what happens. [=
So that wraps up "Taste-Test Thursday" and the new "Storytime Thursday." Shit, I'm not fricken calling it that. How retarded? Whatever. I'll have a title by next week; promise.
Until next time, with love,
--Emily
~~xoxo~~
Playlist created midway through post, provided by personal library and www.purevolume.com:
A Letter from Janelle [Acoustic]--Chiodos
Smooth [Cover]--Escape the Fate
6 Months--Hey Monday
Best Friends Can Last Forever--Tara Marmon
Keep the Change, You Filthy Animal--All Time Low
Step Right Up--The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
Emotion--Breathe Electric
What Would You Say? [ft. Tim Higginson]--Breathe Electric
Think Of You Later (Empty Room)--Every Avenue
A Beautiful Goodbye--Watchout! There's Ghosts
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