spatulacastle

I have finally obtained a replacement for my late adapter cable (RIP) so my laptop is functional once again.  So, I now have regular internet access again, as well as access to my video files, my video editor, my audio software, and my 3D modeling software.

But most likely I'll end up playing games and procrastinating again.

For now, a brief brain dump.

I have a Chalazion on my eye.  It is very annoying.

I still have no job, but there are a couple of  fast food places are opening just down the street pretty soon, and I still have my food handlers permit.

I have all of my sister's Christmas presents and some of my parents' presents.  The power of Black Friday is mighty indeed.

I have too many hobbies.  Music composition just got dumped on the top of the towering pile.  At least it's a productive one.

Writing, drawing, video editing, 3d animation, and now music composition.  If I get voice acting down, then I'll be able to make my own movie XD

/brain dump

I am STILL sick.  Worse, even, and medicine has no effect on me.  Every time I try to take Robitussin, it must freaking leak out of my skin or something because the only result I get is that I smell (very strongly) like cough medicine for the next couple of days.  As far as I know, I am the only person this happens to.

And now I am DEAD because Supernatural has KILLED ME.

( DEAD. Also, episode spoilers )

On a completely random other note, as previously stated, I finished my NaNoWriMo this year!  One of the prizes is to get five physical copies of your novel sent to you from CreateSpace and I am totally going to do that.  Which means I've got about seven months to get this beast polished and organized and get some cover art drawn up.  Maybe I'll even work up the guts to self-publish it, who knows?

Why yes, I did forget forget about my journal again.  However I have, for the first time, won a NaNoWriMo.

Unfortunately, I'm also quite sick so my excitement is a little subdued right now.  Will flip out later XD.

Title: Weave
Genre: Supernatural
Daily Word Count: 1697
Total Word Count: 18,651

So... yeah, I completely forgot about posting journals as I went along.  I'm still ahead on my word count, though, which is highly unusual for me, but maybe that means I'll reach the big 50K this year, huh?  I'm almost halfway~

( Excerpt the (theoretical) Ninth )

Title: Weave
Genre: Supernatural
Daily Word Count: 1,882
Total Word Count: 7,070

( Excerpt the Third )

This is turning out to be quite fun :)

Title: Weave
Genre: Supernatural
Daily Word Count: 1,748
Total Word Count: 5,188

( Excerpt the Second )
Did I mention some of the excerpts were going to be ridiculously short?  No?  Well... sometimes they will.  Like right now.

Title: Weave
Genre: Supernatural
Daily Word Count: 3000 ish (midnight snuck up on me, that bastard)
Total Word Count: 3856

( Excerpt the First )

NaNoWriMo, that is, and this year feels... different.  Different, as in 'I really think I'll actually reach 50,000 words this year', so it's a good different.  I think doing character art requests in the forums this year helped a lot.  I've been struggling quite a bit with an inferiority complex and strongly suspecting I have an avoidant personality disorder and just generally feeling useless, tired, and all manner of other things.  Forcing myself to draw again just made me feel so much better, and after churning out over two thousand words already I really feel much more confident this time.

My NaNo Novel this time around is called 'Weave' and it's a story idea I've been kicking around for a few years.  Here's the synopsis copy pasted from my profile:

"Faeries are real. A lot of other things are, too. You've probably met a few 'things' without ever realizing it, and you'll probably meet a few dozen more. If you're very lucky, you won't.

My name is Anita Gilchrist, and I am one of those 'things'. A good thing. A thing called a Tuatha that looks no different than an ordinary human and hunts other things when they step out of line or break the rules. I'm a thing that uses an ancient magic called Weaving that lets me bend reality to my will, a thing that polices the unseen world so that all 'normal things' can live safer lives. But, more than that, I'm a high school student who was born without freedom and bound to the same fate as the rest of my people: An early marriage to a stranger, a restricted life, and a lifelong sentence living in the town I one day hoped to escape."

I might post excerpts of what I write each day, and I really hope I keep up the energy to get this one finished, polished, and posted up in it's entirety (probably on fictionpress, but I'll link it here) some day.  This one's going to jump around in time a bit, like Myriad did, but it's going to follow the main character's POV at all times.

I am kind of depressed, though, that I nominated myself for the 30 Days, 30 Covers and forgot to change my current e-mail address on my profile.  So, if they did happen to pick me and have already tried to email me... frowny face :(

...I feel like I've used this title before....

Anyway.

( The dangers of stream of consciousness scribbling )

I have too many hobbies already, WHY AM I ADDING MORE?  And why do they all have to be the super time-consuming ones instead of the... not super time-consuming ones.  >.>


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