I changed the plot a bit. And the names. :P Here it goes:
Alexa begins the revolution in the middle of Court and calls in Magicians
Marid, Sebastian, and Nikki go over to Alexa's side
Eli goes with Alexa on principle alone
After rebels are gone, Janie leaves, too
Janie contacts Alexa (don't know how yet) and is brought into hiding
Alexa and the Warriors and Eli go into hiding in the Wizard City. Alexa and Marid's relationship is clarified during this two or three month process.
News of Aeris' corruption leaks to the public of the Shadow Realm
Shadow People start whispering and grumbling
Aeris has the Hunters and Warriors slaughter hundreds of the most rebellious people
Aiden leaves the Warriors and strikes out on his own in search for Alexa and the Magicians
Aiden dies during a creature attack/allergies
After finding Aiden's body (and not being able to heal it), Alexa goes out into the open with her 'freedom fighters'
The two sides clash and are fairly even in strength, but not in numbers. The Magicians make up for lack of population.
Unexpected allies arrive to fight for Jenny (creatures? Folk?)
Aeris disappears the second the odds aren't in her favor
The battle ends and every Healer available to the rebels goes to work
Alexa is interrupted in the middle of a healing and is told someone has specially requested an audience with her
Alexa goes to the outskirts of the rebel camp with Marla and Balthy and meets Jon, who says he was wrong, blah blah blah, and asks if he can join the cause.
It'll probably change again, but whatever. This worked out well and helped develop the romance between Sebastian and Nikki that I knew was going to be there from the beginning. I'm still not sure how to make Alexa and Marid just friends, but maybe I don't have to. I could always go with the cliche love triangle, but I kinda wanna do something different. I guess it all depends on Jon. I've got his character - mostly. Sometimes, I don't know what he'll do. I think I should do some more research into my own characters. :P
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Hell Hath No Fury
This will probably have a few grammar/spelling errors in it because it's 4 AM and I'm too tired to go back and edit stupid mistakes. I'll try my best, though.
If you've been reading this blog lately, you'll know about the post where I compared myself to Cinderella. Well, bitches, Cinderella struck back tonight! And not even on purpose. :P
So, there was an improv show tonight and, as always, there was a party afterward. At this party, which I said I really didn't wanna drink at, I had ONE Smirnoff Ice (which was fantastic, by the way, I highly recommend them if you're a girly-girl, lightweight, or flamboyantly gay man), and I didn't have anything else for the rest of the night. And I drank it slowly while eating cheese puffs, so I didn't even feel anything.
You might be wondering why I'm justifying this. I'll explain now: When I am drinking, I'm a very loving person. Hence me making out with two separate guys at two separate parties while intoxicated. So, maybe not loving. Whore-ish.
So they started playing pong in the pong room, and we hung around until the end of the first game and then most of us left for the living room (most of us being girls). There were about three or four guys in there with us and we were having bunches of awkward conversations. Blah blah blah. Eventually, this guy Kyle and I just started flirting very openly with each other (but not really seriously. It was more of a playful thing, like how I used to play-flirt with Nick back in Etown.). At some point, I stole his seat while he was getting another beer. The Boy (aka Alex aka the Prince mentioned in that emo blog) was sitting on the other couch with a Claire, Jen, and a guy whose name I THINK is Steven. Kyle comes back out of the kitchen and kinda gapes at me incredulously, so I give him the sign for suck it and tell him to sit on my lap if he's going to be so butt hurt about it.
He does this. And, I know this makes me sound like a horrible person, but I was elated for the rest of the night because Alex didn't genuinely smile for at least ten minutes. I realized that I did the same exact thing to him that he did to me while Kyle was sitting on my lap, and on one hand, I felt like a bitch, and on the other, I felt like a victorious bitch.
Kyle got up after a wonderful conversation about how many gallons of little children we can fit into our respective trunks (please don't ask me to explain this. It's really fucked up), and I made a show about how I'd lost feeling in one of my legs. Steven got up and went outside to smoke, and Claire, being ridiculous, moved over to my couch in an attempt to seduce me (but not really). I grabbed a pillow and put it between us, but Alex invited me to sit on the couch with him and Jen.
So...yeah. I win. I totally fucking win.
Who knew Cinderella could be a vindictive bitch? :P
If you've been reading this blog lately, you'll know about the post where I compared myself to Cinderella. Well, bitches, Cinderella struck back tonight! And not even on purpose. :P
So, there was an improv show tonight and, as always, there was a party afterward. At this party, which I said I really didn't wanna drink at, I had ONE Smirnoff Ice (which was fantastic, by the way, I highly recommend them if you're a girly-girl, lightweight, or flamboyantly gay man), and I didn't have anything else for the rest of the night. And I drank it slowly while eating cheese puffs, so I didn't even feel anything.
You might be wondering why I'm justifying this. I'll explain now: When I am drinking, I'm a very loving person. Hence me making out with two separate guys at two separate parties while intoxicated. So, maybe not loving. Whore-ish.
So they started playing pong in the pong room, and we hung around until the end of the first game and then most of us left for the living room (most of us being girls). There were about three or four guys in there with us and we were having bunches of awkward conversations. Blah blah blah. Eventually, this guy Kyle and I just started flirting very openly with each other (but not really seriously. It was more of a playful thing, like how I used to play-flirt with Nick back in Etown.). At some point, I stole his seat while he was getting another beer. The Boy (aka Alex aka the Prince mentioned in that emo blog) was sitting on the other couch with a Claire, Jen, and a guy whose name I THINK is Steven. Kyle comes back out of the kitchen and kinda gapes at me incredulously, so I give him the sign for suck it and tell him to sit on my lap if he's going to be so butt hurt about it.
He does this. And, I know this makes me sound like a horrible person, but I was elated for the rest of the night because Alex didn't genuinely smile for at least ten minutes. I realized that I did the same exact thing to him that he did to me while Kyle was sitting on my lap, and on one hand, I felt like a bitch, and on the other, I felt like a victorious bitch.
Kyle got up after a wonderful conversation about how many gallons of little children we can fit into our respective trunks (please don't ask me to explain this. It's really fucked up), and I made a show about how I'd lost feeling in one of my legs. Steven got up and went outside to smoke, and Claire, being ridiculous, moved over to my couch in an attempt to seduce me (but not really). I grabbed a pillow and put it between us, but Alex invited me to sit on the couch with him and Jen.
So...yeah. I win. I totally fucking win.
Who knew Cinderella could be a vindictive bitch? :P
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Halloween Cards
I got two cards in the mail from Elisabeth (aka Best Roomie Ever) the other day and one of them really meant a lot to me, even though I doubt she meant to do that.
The card reads: How do we know Halloween pumpkins are male? Their heads are empty, they have mush for brains, and after a few days they start to smell funny.
She added this: True story! My addition? The beauty and awe only lasts so long. They easily go rotten.
I'm pretty sure she was referencing our ridiculous pumpkins from last year (that we kinda forget about and they, in turn, rotted from the inside out and turned a sickly white color), but it made me think of all my boy drama. With Matt, the illusion that he was perfect only lasted for so long (a very long time, but still not very long). And Mike only lasted a couple weeks before his true colors came out. Alex, though, had me captured. But, as she said, the beauty and awe only lasts so long. I don't know what I did, or if I did anything. But I guess that's over now.
I'm still determined to be optimistic. I'm only nineteen and I've got plenty of time to find a guy who will actually have the balls to hold onto me.
So, thanks Lis'beth. Your card meant more to me than you know. :)
The card reads: How do we know Halloween pumpkins are male? Their heads are empty, they have mush for brains, and after a few days they start to smell funny.
She added this: True story! My addition? The beauty and awe only lasts so long. They easily go rotten.
I'm pretty sure she was referencing our ridiculous pumpkins from last year (that we kinda forget about and they, in turn, rotted from the inside out and turned a sickly white color), but it made me think of all my boy drama. With Matt, the illusion that he was perfect only lasted for so long (a very long time, but still not very long). And Mike only lasted a couple weeks before his true colors came out. Alex, though, had me captured. But, as she said, the beauty and awe only lasts so long. I don't know what I did, or if I did anything. But I guess that's over now.
I'm still determined to be optimistic. I'm only nineteen and I've got plenty of time to find a guy who will actually have the balls to hold onto me.
So, thanks Lis'beth. Your card meant more to me than you know. :)
Sunday, November 1, 2009
NaNoWriMo
So, I did all that work on my nanowrimo story, and now I have nothing to do because I don't want to rush through this month. I know I can write 50,000 words in a matter of a week, but I don't want to do that this time. I'm gonna take my time, live out the rest of the month at a slower pace, and finish the story.
I've got 85% of it planned, now that I think about it. That's probably why I finished almost 18 pages today. I've still gotta work out an ending.
I'm not going to give out any spoilers, but I've got the entire thing planned up until the Queen's Ball, which is right before the revolution begins. (Now that I think about it, I need to rewrite one scene to fix the time line.) I've got every bit of dialogue for the beginning of the revolution, but I'm not sure how to pull off the action sequences. They're not my strong point. Anyway, I've got it planned up until that point, and from there I have no idea where I'm going. I know one character needs to choose between Aeris and Jenny (Or, really, Marid)at some point, but I don't know which way he'll go yet. Either way, in the end he has to end up on Jenny's side (maybe Percy Weasley style) and come clean about his past in an effort to make up for being such an ass throughout the entirety of the story. Or maybe he'll show up on the last page and...
Oooh, I love blogging just for this. If I just sit here and write down every idea as it comes to mind, it's a lot easier to figure out what I want to do.
So...
Jenny begins the revolution in the middle of Court (before the examination process)
Marid leaves Warriors to fight with Jenny and the Magicians
Magicians hold Aeris and Warriors back so Marid and Jenny can escape
Eli doesn't know what to do, so he does nothing
Jenny and Marid go into hiding in both the Regular and Shadow world. Their relationship is clarified during this two or three month process.
Nikki, Janie and Sebastian find them and join their cause
News of Aeris' corruption leaks to the public of the Shadow Realm
Shadow People start whispering and grumbling
Aeris has the Hunters and Warriors slaughter hundreds of the most rebellious people
Aiden leaves the Warriors and strikes out on his own in search for Jenny and the Magicians
Aiden dies creatively (will think of something later)
After finding Aiden's body (and not being able to heal it), Jenny goes out into the open with her 'freedom fighters'
The two sides clash and are fairly even in strength, but not in numbers. The Magicians make up for lack of population.
Unexpected allies arrive to fight for Jenny (creatures? Folk?)
Aeris disappears the second the odds aren't in her favor
The battle ends and every Healer available to the rebels goes to work
Jenny is interrupted in the middle of a healing and is told someone has specially requested an audience with her
Jenny goes to the outskirts of the rebel camp with Marla and Balthy and meets Jon, who says something surprising that I haven't thought of yet.
And that will be the end.
I'll have to force myself not to skip over the action and battle scenes. I hate writing them because I'm much better at dialogue and person-to-person interaction. I've forced myself to write scenes I would normally skip over already, so it shouldn't be too hard to kick my own ass about it. :P
And now that I've got that planned, I really want to write it. But I'm not going to. I'm going to let it simmer in my mind for a while. You never know, I may just come up with something better. :)
I've got 85% of it planned, now that I think about it. That's probably why I finished almost 18 pages today. I've still gotta work out an ending.
I'm not going to give out any spoilers, but I've got the entire thing planned up until the Queen's Ball, which is right before the revolution begins. (Now that I think about it, I need to rewrite one scene to fix the time line.) I've got every bit of dialogue for the beginning of the revolution, but I'm not sure how to pull off the action sequences. They're not my strong point. Anyway, I've got it planned up until that point, and from there I have no idea where I'm going. I know one character needs to choose between Aeris and Jenny (Or, really, Marid)at some point, but I don't know which way he'll go yet. Either way, in the end he has to end up on Jenny's side (maybe Percy Weasley style) and come clean about his past in an effort to make up for being such an ass throughout the entirety of the story. Or maybe he'll show up on the last page and...
Oooh, I love blogging just for this. If I just sit here and write down every idea as it comes to mind, it's a lot easier to figure out what I want to do.
So...
Jenny begins the revolution in the middle of Court (before the examination process)
Marid leaves Warriors to fight with Jenny and the Magicians
Magicians hold Aeris and Warriors back so Marid and Jenny can escape
Eli doesn't know what to do, so he does nothing
Jenny and Marid go into hiding in both the Regular and Shadow world. Their relationship is clarified during this two or three month process.
Nikki, Janie and Sebastian find them and join their cause
News of Aeris' corruption leaks to the public of the Shadow Realm
Shadow People start whispering and grumbling
Aeris has the Hunters and Warriors slaughter hundreds of the most rebellious people
Aiden leaves the Warriors and strikes out on his own in search for Jenny and the Magicians
Aiden dies creatively (will think of something later)
After finding Aiden's body (and not being able to heal it), Jenny goes out into the open with her 'freedom fighters'
The two sides clash and are fairly even in strength, but not in numbers. The Magicians make up for lack of population.
Unexpected allies arrive to fight for Jenny (creatures? Folk?)
Aeris disappears the second the odds aren't in her favor
The battle ends and every Healer available to the rebels goes to work
Jenny is interrupted in the middle of a healing and is told someone has specially requested an audience with her
Jenny goes to the outskirts of the rebel camp with Marla and Balthy and meets Jon, who says something surprising that I haven't thought of yet.
And that will be the end.
I'll have to force myself not to skip over the action and battle scenes. I hate writing them because I'm much better at dialogue and person-to-person interaction. I've forced myself to write scenes I would normally skip over already, so it shouldn't be too hard to kick my own ass about it. :P
And now that I've got that planned, I really want to write it. But I'm not going to. I'm going to let it simmer in my mind for a while. You never know, I may just come up with something better. :)
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Song Titles Are a Bitch.
List of possible titles so far:
Fiber (What we lovingly call it now...just so we can make fun of it)
Ballad in E Minor (Because it's not a ballad, nor is it in E minor)
Worth It (Sounds a little too emo for me)
Collaboration Rhyming (Because, truthfully, that's what it was)
Questions for the Healer
Chance, Glance, Dance, Romance (A suggestion of four rhyming words given to me)
Pope Groping (...This really can't be explained)(Is also Jenelle's favorite)
Hope for the Broken
Hope for the Brokenhearted
Saved By Words
I'm taking it to a vote. Let me know which one you like the most. :)
Fiber (What we lovingly call it now...just so we can make fun of it)
Ballad in E Minor (Because it's not a ballad, nor is it in E minor)
Worth It (Sounds a little too emo for me)
Collaboration Rhyming (Because, truthfully, that's what it was)
Questions for the Healer
Chance, Glance, Dance, Romance (A suggestion of four rhyming words given to me)
Pope Groping (...This really can't be explained)(Is also Jenelle's favorite)
Hope for the Broken
Hope for the Brokenhearted
Saved By Words
I'm taking it to a vote. Let me know which one you like the most. :)
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Brass In Pocket
That freakin' song is so inspiring.
Anyway, I decided today to just start talking music with Alex. I opened it up with blaming him for my sudden addiction to I Believe in a Thing Called Love and from there we just talked...music. And it was good. So I'm just going on with my life. One day, he'll get it. I've learned that some boys just need time to realize what they have in front of them. So I'll wait this one out and take all the tears and impatience.
I just have a feeling it will all be worth it in the end.
That's part of why I'm still going with this song I'm writing. I wrote the guitar part for it last night, and I was going to bring it into class today to show Benedetti, but I was up late last night waging war on YouTube, so I slept through my alarm. Oh well. I've got the guitar part, now I just need to write the melody.
This should be interesting. :)
Anyway, I decided today to just start talking music with Alex. I opened it up with blaming him for my sudden addiction to I Believe in a Thing Called Love and from there we just talked...music. And it was good. So I'm just going on with my life. One day, he'll get it. I've learned that some boys just need time to realize what they have in front of them. So I'll wait this one out and take all the tears and impatience.
I just have a feeling it will all be worth it in the end.
That's part of why I'm still going with this song I'm writing. I wrote the guitar part for it last night, and I was going to bring it into class today to show Benedetti, but I was up late last night waging war on YouTube, so I slept through my alarm. Oh well. I've got the guitar part, now I just need to write the melody.
This should be interesting. :)
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Look What We've Got, A Fairytale Plot
I don't even know where to start.
It was all so good yesterday. And then I felt like Cinderella when the clock struck 12.
It doesn't matter that we've got no attachments, or that she's apparently a floozy. All that matters is that said floozy was all over the prince and the prince wasn't drunk and the prince was perfectly comfortable with it.
And that makes Cinderella sob outside on the sidewalk, suddenly completely sober and very aware of the pain coursing through her. But all of Cinderella's friends and acquaintances surround her and hug her and tell her everything will work out. One or two of them offer to beat up the prince. But Cinderella says no because the prince doesn't deserve to be beaten up just because he changed his preference in girls.
And that was when Cinderella realized that life is never a fairytale and every prince that comes along is still just a stupid boy in the end.
It was all so good yesterday. And then I felt like Cinderella when the clock struck 12.
It doesn't matter that we've got no attachments, or that she's apparently a floozy. All that matters is that said floozy was all over the prince and the prince wasn't drunk and the prince was perfectly comfortable with it.
And that makes Cinderella sob outside on the sidewalk, suddenly completely sober and very aware of the pain coursing through her. But all of Cinderella's friends and acquaintances surround her and hug her and tell her everything will work out. One or two of them offer to beat up the prince. But Cinderella says no because the prince doesn't deserve to be beaten up just because he changed his preference in girls.
And that was when Cinderella realized that life is never a fairytale and every prince that comes along is still just a stupid boy in the end.
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