In the words of Steven Tyler on the Rockin’ Roller Coaster in Disney World, “How to, people?”
It has been a lifetime since I updated this blog, and that is completely on me. Last week, I had a fantastic conversation on Twitter with a follower/friend about my writing because I linked to this year’s Camp NaNoWriMo, reminding people that sometimes I do write fiction things. Sometimes. “You should always be writing,” she told me.
It’s not that I haven’t been writing; it’s just that I’m writing things that are completely different. Continue reading
While the Husband plays Fallout 4 and I jam out to the excellent music within, how about a mid-NaNo update!
Daily Word Count: 966/1667
Overall Word Count: 27,355/50,000
Favorite Line (Or Two) Written Today: “So what was the point of that ride?” I ask as we leave the pavilion. My retinas burn in the natural light.
“…Mexican It’s A Small World with Donald Duck?” she offers after a hesitation. “They changed it a few years back, but it really wasn’t any better then when it was El Rio Del Tiempo.”
Inspirational Song of the Day: I’ve had ELO’s latest album on loop.
And a longer snippet for those of you interested…
It’s been a long, long time, writing blog! Much has changed since I last updated this thing, most of which you don’t care about, so I’ll make it brief: New job, newly married, new house, things are crazy.
And it’s National Novel Writing Month yet again! It always seems to hit when life is the craziest. But the process of writing 50,000 words in 30 days wouldn’t be as fun if I didn’t have to work for it.
I went back and forth on what story to write this year. I desperately wanted to finish last year’s One Dozen Roses, but inspiration never struck. Instead, I decided on something that would come easy to me, which happens to be anything related to Walt Disney World. If you didn’t see my NaNo profile, it’s over HERE for you to check out before you continue on to my update and then a fun, relatively long snippet.
Daily Word Count: 1028/1667
Total Word Count: 4058/50,000
Favorite Line (or two) Written Today: “The darkness engulfed the boat once more and echoed uttering’s of “Dead men tell no tales” floated through the air as we came to a beach with that awesome anamatronic crab.”
Inspirational Song of the Day: It’s mostly been stuck in my head, but Postmodern Jukebox’s “Gangsta’s Paradise” is quite fantastic.
Now, for the snippet. If you’ve ever dealt with crowds, this one’s for you.
I can give you lots of excuses as to why I haven’t updated since Christmas (but actually since the end of NaNoWriMo), but then I just picture Jake at the end of The Blues Brothers giving excuses to Carrie Fisher’s character about why he left.
Too much stuff has happened since Christmas–all of it good, mind you, but it’s kept me away from actually updating this place.
January and February were dedicated solely to house hunting. Then I bought a house. We closed on it March 9th. We are also less than five months away from our wedding date. We also moved the fiancee into the house five days after we closed. I’m still trying to balance work and housework and a normal life. I’m still writing at Bam Smack Pow, covering Agents of SHIELD episodes and just did this cool piece on eBay sales data.
On a sad side, I no longer do Red Wings blogging at Octopus Thrower. With life getting in the way of being so involved and invested in it, I just can’t keep up anymore. Analytics are diving deeper than anyone ever imagined and I don’t have the time, so I gracefully bowed out…except my Twitter account is still 80% capslock tweets about games.
So how am I still keeping writing in my life? Well, it’s tougher than you think, but since it’s part of what keeps me sane, I found a good way to keep it up! I’m writing about my home-owning adventures over at Wattpad! They usually sponsor NaNoWriMo and I thought, what’s a better way to keep myself writing?
Write about what I’m doing.
I know I’m not the only twenty-something-year-old who will be attempting to work on a house and get married in the same year. I’m sure others who have gone through it or will go through it will find relief in that they aren’t alone. It’s a terrifying dance. Growing up blows. (Maybe that’s why I’m so emotionally invested in Avengers: Age of Ultron…nah, that’s getting too deep).
So if you really want to keep up with me and what’s going on in my life, the entire story so far is OVER HERE!…even though it’s nearly a month behind at this point. It’s full of lots of references and even a flashback to how the fiancee and I met!
Just know that I’m still alive and still writing. And if you’re looking for hints at the sequel to On The Border, it is completed. But I need to desperately rework the beginning.
In the words of Krusty the Klown, “So, have a merry Christmas, a happy Hanukkah, a kwaazy Kwanza, a tip-top Tet, and a solemn, dignified Ramadan.”
But seriously, enjoy the holiday season. 2014 has been an interesting year. So much stuff has happened that I cannot keep straight, and 2015 promises to be just as crazy.
Wasn’t that great? How about I give you an update on everything first before I jump into this…
Daily Word Count: 739/1667
Total Word Count: 35,105/50,000
Favorite Line (or two) So Far: “So you have a spirit haunting you? Can we even call it haunting? Is that politically correct?”
Inspirational Song of the Day: I’ve been obsessed with the newest premiered song by JD McPherson, called “Bossy.” You can listen to it over here, it is awesome.
Problems: I have no idea where I’m going. This is both freeing and frustrating and driving me crazy. I started out this NaNo attempt as Dear Diary, which was basically just me sitting down and interviewing all of my characters that I’ve ever created. I wanted something light and fun to do this NaNo because it’s been a crazy year and it’s heading into an even crazier time (wedding, house-hunting, brand new nephew, lots of things!). After the third day, I was done talking to characters and I wanted something completely different.
So! I created One Dozen Roses, about a medium name Olivia Sookridge who has one particular spirit who will give her nothing and who refuses to leave her alone. What brought this on? I really have no idea. I am in love with the story. My problem is that I know nothing about the spirit haunting her. I’ve even written scenes where she’s tried to get information out of him (so I can get information from him) and he refuses to talk. I even brought in my tell-tale character who shows up in everything, named James, who is trying his hardest to do things. Heck, I don’t even know the name of the spirit! He likes his nickname too much–Glen Gray, after the orchestra leader from the 1930s, which is where I got the title from.
I’m excited at the prospect of reaching 50,000 words (because I refuse to lose ever again) and also going back to edit this story because I think it has a lot of potential.
Last night during the Red Wings game, I went back and read the “Introduction” to Dear Diary and forgot how much I loved it. I thought you guys might enjoy it. If I can rework it to be the introduction for One Dozen Roses, I will try my hardest to keep it in. It’s after the jump!
With the FXX marathon of “Every Simpsons Ever” fading from memory and their 24-hours-a-week of Simpsons episodes airing, you could say I have The Simpsons on my brain.
But that’s nothing new.
I could go on about how many episodes I watched during that marathon, how I kept saying I would go to bed a little later, I’ll go a little later, because when one episode ended, another one immediately started. I read many different blog posts about the marathon, I check “Dead Homer Society” on a daily basis solely for their quote of the day; there was a blog post somewhere where a guy wrote about his experiences during the first 24 hours of the marathon. Had I been thinking, I would have done that, but I would have done the Saturday-into-Sunday lineup of Seasons 5-7.
I’ve known for years that The Simpsons are a big part of my life. It’s one of the first cartoons I remember watching as a kid–heck, they’re a year older than me, so I literally have never lived in a world without new Simpsons episodes. My brothers and I constantly quote it to each other. It’s how we hold conversations. Even my mom gets in on the action.
So I am here to document a day in the life of Simpsons quotes. It may seem unbelievable, some of the jumps my brain makes, but I can assure you, none of this is going to be fudged.
All right, let’s keep this train wreck moving.