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[07 Apr 2005|06:39am] |
i haven't written in sing up the wind in three days.
AUGH!
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[28 Mar 2005|12:02pm] |
i decided to do april fools this year. i'm setting my sights for 18K at the least and am going to finish sing up the wind, which i've been working on in bits and pieces but haven't really sat down and worked hard at since december. AUGH I MAKE MYSELF SO ANGRY. so in april, i will redeem myself. i will FINISH.
because elena is so angry at me for abandoning her that she's trying to strangle me and it's taking all four of her vagabonds to keep her off. and i don't blame her. i have been terrible to these people i love and if i were them, i'd dump me somewhere and find a new author. but they're much better than that. sigh, they're so patient.
hm. i'm going to make some tea now.
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[10 Feb 2005|10:58pm] |
i love skally. too bad... whoops, almost spouted a spoiler.
i hate his father. good thing he's not in the book.
i love... i cannot say. more spoilers. but i need to finish posting and finish writing because there are still lovely characters and... and love and things and that beautiful scene i'm dying to write but i haven't made it there yet and why am i still awake?...
sigh.
i love skally.
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[30 Nov 2004|11:05pm] |
so i "won"... i hit 50,046 today and am too tired to write anymore. i wish i'd come in a little higher, but oh well.
tomorrow is more writing... and on and on until i finish... sigh.
no excerpt today. i'm going to reward myself with ice cream and swing kids, then go to bed.
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| Author's Notes |
[30 Nov 2004|12:00am] |
Author's Notes
Which I strongly encourage you to read before proceeding through this journal, or before reading Sing Up The Wind.
( To be found here. )
October 31, 2004.
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[29 Nov 2004|11:57pm] |
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48,292 MY DEARS. i am back on track. holy heaven, i am back on track. *hyperventilates* look at my blue bar! i think i'm going to die. i only have to write 1708 tomorrow to make the official goal. that's easy. that's pie. none of this mad last-minute rush like last year, jamming in extra sentences everywhere to try to boost up the world count. no, i will make it with room to spare!
i think God loves me. :D
to the rest of you still trying to catch up: KEEP WRITING! if i could do it, so can you. we'll cross that finish line together in a blaze of egotistic glory that is unique solely to writers, that shy i'm-proud-of-myself-yet-timid demeanor, that i-hate-this-with-all-my-heart-and-love-it-with-all-my-soul mentality. i'm exhausted and have yet to read two and a half acts of as you like it for an english test tomorrow and will by no means get anywhere near enough sleep tonight, but i'm feelin' all right because i'm going to make it.
and in december, i'm going to keep on going at this pace (approximately 2K a day) until i finish. i imagine i'll be done before the end of december, but i don't know just how long it'll be. this weekend is an overnight trip to a speech meet in columbus - you bet my trusty notebook will be going along to write in every spare moment i get. *sigh* this feels so nice. best of luck to the rest of you.
so! i uploaded chapter seven (aka The Chapter Of Much Melodrama) and chapter eight (aka The Chapter Of Complete Incoherency). is this sinking feeling i have unfounded, this fear that ch7 was totally predictable? am i over-worrying? blah! i don't care, i feel hungry and tired and elated. elena? good lord. good night. but first, an excerpt!
( one big happy family... or not )
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[26 Nov 2004|11:31pm] |
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you wouldn't believe how much i'm writing. yes! i'm so excited, you have no idea, and the story keeps coming out and coming out in waves of ideas, rolling along so splendidly that i think i can easily write another thousand before bed if i get my other duties done soon here. oh heavens, i'm so excited, i think i'm going to make it!
of course, there is the fact that i wanted to finish the whole story by the end of the month, but seeing as we've only just reached the first Major Plot Point, i think that's unlikely. 50K? i think so. entire story? no way.
sigh. oh well. at least i'll "win." to type "the end" on november 30 is of course the ultimate goal, but i won't be too disappointed if i'm not there by then.
anyway, i uploaded chapter six for any of you who are reading. i don't quite remember, but i think that chapter was overall rather light-hearted (sorry about the stupid little game they played, i know that's all dumb but it sure boosted my wordcount!), so beware, for chapter seven holds much, much heavier stuff. i think. X_x;
until then, an excerpt!
( watch what you say... )
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| maybe i'll catch up these weekend. oops, i HAVE to. |
[22 Nov 2004|10:43pm] |
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so i'm too far behind for my own comfort, but i know if i push myself i can make it. i did not feel like writing today, but i forced myself to and ended up cranking out about 2000 words. not enough, but enough to satisfy me for tonight. i finished chapter five and uploaded it, for those who might care to read.
i'm just glad i wrote as much as i did. thank the good lord i was feeling verbose today, even if chapter six is pure stupid angst. ah well. it also contains two damns, one right after the other. oh ho, you can tell my mood is pleasant.
people: damn? shock. horror.
me: shut up.
anyway, tomorrow's the last day of school for the week. using my handy-dandy sunbeam kitchen timer, i plan to crank out the other 20K in the next seven days. HA HA! which totally shall not happen, but whatever, it will. oh dear, i'm contradicting myself, it's time for bed. but first, an excerpt!
( tell me or i'll lop off yer head! )
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[21 Nov 2004|10:59pm] |
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i have not written a word in two solid days.
not one. pathetic. word.
mew.
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[18 Nov 2004|10:18pm] |
only wrote 1225 today, so i'm still behind, but only by 1906. i'll try to pound out 3000 tomorrow and get caught up. everything i did write is crap, but at least i wrote. ah well. i know we're all having a hard time, so i wish the rest of you the best of luck as well.
i could quite easily stay up and write about 1000 more, which would be awesome, but i'm trying to get to bed early tonight. i'm off to do so right now.
anyway, i uploaded chapter four at last! it's half utter garbage, one-fourth simple crap, and one-fourth fairly decent, but it's not completely vomitous, so all's well. i'll finish out with a light snippet for the fickle reader. or whatever. (PS: i know it's dry and dull. i was going for something stylistic and failed. sorry.)
( miss willow and la moona )
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| psalms and joy, what ho! |
[17 Nov 2004|11:01pm] |
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after two sessions of eggtimer-writing, i'm currently only a little less than 1500 words behind! how perfectly awesome. my wrists hurt and i'm tired, so it's time to break out the braces and head to bed, but first i must spread my happiness all over the place.
ooh yes. i am feeling good.
i'll try to format chapter four tomorrow so i can get it posted for any of you who might be reading, but i can't promise anything. i have to finish catching up then and might have to stay after school and will have to go to my puppetry practice, so we'll see what happens. ah, i'm just so glad to have broken through the Wall! i was at a very difficult point in the story, and i think i finally got things moving past it. it's repetitive and dull, but i'm writing, and things might start happening soon, so i'm excited. woo!
i'll leave you with a chapter five snippet until tomorrow. all my love!
( it's silly and dumb, but cute. )
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[16 Nov 2004|10:47pm] |
i wrote 3178 today, the most since the first day (if i even wrote that much then). i am now only a little over 2000 words behind.
GO. ME. rock rock on.
i'd stay up and try to get the other 2K, but i really need some sleep. it's been a long, long day. in any case, i can make it up tomorrow if i write hard again.
i finally finished chapter four, so i'll try to upload that tomorrow. chapter five is completely idiotic and random so far, but ah well, i'll work with it.
december, december, december.
i'm sorry for not keeping up with everyone else's stories - i've barely touched this LJ, let alone the friends page, in quite a many days. i'm busy and stressed and behind on everything, so please forgive me.
my mother just asked if this was "a real story." i'm hurt.
also exhausted. and incoherent. good night. oops! first, an excerpt:
( whatever you might find )
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[12 Nov 2004|09:42pm] |
It was comforting, and only old habits of Oh-stop-worrying-because-I'm-fine attitudes made her inclined to pull away in the first place.
dear lord.
anyway, i'm trying to catch up on the wordcount, but i have to get ready for bed in fifteen minutes - speech meet tomorrow. (AUGH!) i'm typing like mad but only coming up with lots of repetitive crap. oh well. i'll just keep up my mantra: december, december, december...
hope everyone else is doing better than me!
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[12 Nov 2004|06:56am] |
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only wrote about 450 words yesterday.
hate week two.
must write about 2500 words today.
at school.
argh.
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| what could it mean to a daydream believer? |
[10 Nov 2004|08:42pm] |
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finished chapter three. GO ME. i'm currently only about 600 words behind, will try to catch that up tonight. i still have other things to be doing, though, so i'll hurry this up.
sorry for my angst as of late. this nanowrimo's just been so much harder than last year, not with the writing itself but everything else. i'm so tired and stressed, this story is so hard to get a hold on, and i feel very lonely in my writing somehow. i don't know why. the forums are sort of boring me and updating about my writing isn't exciting. maybe it's just the week two slump, i don't know.
sigh. anyway. i'll try to get chapter three up tonight before i retire (which needs to be SOON), so until then here's an excerpt.
( you don't have to... )
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[08 Nov 2004|11:14pm] |
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didn't meet the quota for today.
i feel so lonely, somehow. lonely and inadequate. and unworthy to be writing this story. something doesn't feel right.
i need to get a good night's sleep sometime and see if that helps. unfortunately, that won't be tonight.
sigh...
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| speak, little sparrow, sing up the wind... |
[07 Nov 2004|05:48pm] |
so. i started chapter three.
*tremendous sigh of relief* i was terrified of writing this scene, but it's coming along all right. the writing itself may or may not be good, but at least i'm not sitting here writhing in agony at my inability to write anything. it's fairly smooth going. i'm content.
i am not, however, necessarily content with the past two chapters. ugh. if this novel were a dance class, the first chapter would be the clumsiest, most green set of dancers you'd ever see. they have no sense of rhythm whatsoever, no coordination, and step on each other's feet constantly. watching them is painful because they're doing so badly that even the most unskilled person when it comes to dance winces at how awful they are.
the second chapter would be the partners who have danced in the past but since forgotten how to do it, and they're relearning the steps, so they're a bit slow and choppy and stiff, but at least they're not a complete train wreck like the other two.
chapter three appears to be half-decent, except for the fact that elena's burst into tears at least twice in the first 1200 words and she's given more than her fair share of speeches. augh! but hey, this is what december's for. (actually, december is for sleeping and the watching of many rental movies. i have decided to reward myself this year with a big smashin' bakshi-fest, complete with red-and-green M&Ms.)
onward i write! i need about 500 more words for tonight, no big deal. however, i also have algebra homework and a severely overdue art project to work on, not to mention speech practice. gracious! i should be off now.
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[07 Nov 2004|03:13am] |
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sorry for lack of updates - i was six hours away from home all weekend, frantically scribbling in a notebook during those long car trips there and back. i've just spent the past hour and a half writing as well, and i've managed not only to finish chapter two and catch up on my wordcount (i can't believe how much i've written, was it this much so soon last year?) but to bring the story to its first crucial point.
holy. mother. of. edison.
the final scene of the second chapter was very emotional for me to write. it's one of the most important scenes in the story, elena's discovery that, to be cliché, all her dreams are coming true. the poor darling is so much more angsty than i had intended her to be, with all this "wishing i could fly away from here" nonsense, but this scene brings her a fulfillment she's longed for nearly all her life. to say more would be to spoil too much, so i'll leave you with a brief excerpt, for i'm too tired (and have to get up in four and a half hours) to format chapter two and put it up. i'll try to get to that tomorrow, but homework and church dinners might prevent it. we shall see!
( have you ever been so tired of yourself? )
and so i leave you and bid you goodnight. chapter two in full tomorrow, for those with access who might wish to read.
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