Friday, December 10, 2010


Prompt: Two teenage girls are slugging it out in a parking lot. What do you do?

Seriously, the first thing that came to my mind was to take notes on it. Who knows when I might have to include a scene like that in one of my many writings? In reality, though, I'd probably stay out of it. Maybe get an adult to break it up. I'm not really one to rush in to situations like that.


Writing, to me, is a sanctuary. It's a thing I do to get away from everything else. Sure, I do it to amuse myself when I'm bored, or to get rid of the thoughts that my overactive imagination conjures up, but really, the reason I originally started to write was to avoid life. With writing, I can create my own worlds, and then put myself into a character's shoes as they do stuff in that world.

I started writing seriously when I was twelve. That year was probably the worst year in my life, which doesn't say much, since I've only lived through almost seventeen years. I was going through so much, though.

Since then, whenever I've struggled with anything, I've turned to writing. It relieves my stress. Last year after NaNoWriMo, I had a serious case of Writer's Block, which lasted almost two months. It was horrible. I was so stressed out until I finally got through it.

It's no wonder, then, that I've been writing so much lately, what with everything going on. It feels good just to be able to retreat into my own mind and become a different person for a while.

People have wondered why I'm rarely angry or upset. Writing's why. It calms me down and cheers me up. Everyone needs an outlet for their frustrations. Mine is writing. And it works.

I didn't really find it surprising that  I tested high for Avoidant Personality Disorder on Ginanne's personality disorder test. I avoid the real world. How much more can you avoid than that?

Friday, December 3, 2010

After NaNo

Prompt: If you could erase one type of animal from the face of this Earth, what would it be?

You know, this is quite hard. I like most animals. What would be the point of erasing one from the face of the Earth? I've grown to appreciate them even more since putting myself in Elliza's mindset with animals. There aren't any animals on the moon, after all.

Hmm...I guess, the moose. Why? No idea, but I'm sure the Earth would survive without moose wandering around all over the place.


You would think that after NaNoWriMo, and writing 83,000 recorded words in one month, that I'd be sick of writing. Not so. December first, I received two new fanfict ideas from the muses that wander my mind. December second, I started writing both of those ideas. The last three days since November ended, I've continued writing Imminent Pandemonium, and my work-in-progress fanfic that I haven't posted up yet.

That's why I decided to accept the challenge of writing 600,000 words in one year. If I'm able to write that much, I may as well keep myself busy, right?

Plus, it'll keep me motivated when Writer's Block decides to strike. And it will. Eventually.

Right now, though, I'm just trying to concentrate on finishing my novel. There's probably only a few thousand words left, which is good, except that I'm not that great at endings. Sure, they turn out alright, but I always have trouble trying to write them. I think it has something to do with stopping with the characters.

It may sound weird, but when I create a character, especially a main character, I really connect to them and don't like to see them go. Really, if I had my way, I'd just use the same characters over and over and over again, just in different settings. Too bad that really wouldn't work that well. I think my readers would get annoyed.

Although, now that I think on it....isn't that what a fanfiction is? I'm just using the same characters again and again...but then again, I don't put Harry on the moon, and then take him to a magical forest, and then put him in a fairy tale....that might be a little weird.

On to a different topic. Driving. Ooh, what fun. No, really, though. Driving in snow has been interesting so far. I've had one experience where I slid, at a stop light and the car was crooked. Luckily, there was no one around, because it was late enough at night.

My first time driving into town, I didn't realized just how tense I was until I wasn't driving anymore and I  could feel my arms aching.

But altogether, I do enjoy driving in the snow. It's quite the adventure compared to the repetitive boring driving that was happening before the snow fell.