Things are coming to a head. These next few days will decide much about how things go. I will continue to do my best and trust.
There is a rumour that Blogger is going to be combined into Google+. I, for one, hope that they remain separate.
Thursday, 14 July 2011
Thursday, 7 July 2011
Letters
As I was going about my summer vacation, I began to think that I would be much better suited for a time when writing letters was the most common form of correspondence. I've read letters from authors to their friends and it just seems that the topics were, I don't know, more towards something that would fit me.
But then, perhaps, it's merely my reserved personality that keeps my dealings with others as they are.
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I feel like I'm writing too many things at once, but I can't help myself. I've got a post-apocalyptic, last-man-on-earth story that I've been doing, which I will detail later.
Balancing my time has been difficult, but I've been reading quite a bit, which is nice.
But then, perhaps, it's merely my reserved personality that keeps my dealings with others as they are.
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I feel like I'm writing too many things at once, but I can't help myself. I've got a post-apocalyptic, last-man-on-earth story that I've been doing, which I will detail later.
Balancing my time has been difficult, but I've been reading quite a bit, which is nice.
Monday, 15 November 2010
Getting things together?
I'm not sure if I'm doing well right now or not. I'm trying to write as much as I can, but I'm busy with everything. I've all but abandoned Nikolao without even getting a real start... I've also decided that Revema should have a Dire Wolf companion. I've yet to decide on a name for it, or even a sex. Tradition tells me it should be male and named Romulus, but the male wolf goes against her character... Yet I don't have a good name for a female wolf.
Tuesday, 9 November 2010
Character Idea
Idea:
Fochlucan Lyrist Female named Revema (prone to dreaming). Short, thin, long brown hair, brown right eye, grey left eye.
Hailing from The Evinrealm, the forested, moonlit lands at the edge of the world, she was raised by the silent watchers who dwell there. One day as she wandered through the woods she found herself where there were no stars, and then no woods. She became lost in the foreign world of people. She learned Common and now seeks a path home.
She is quiet and dodgey, trusting none but her goddess, Sehanine. She carries a harp, sword and cloak from the Evinrealm. She is unaligned.
Fochlucan Lyrist Female named Revema (prone to dreaming). Short, thin, long brown hair, brown right eye, grey left eye.
Hailing from The Evinrealm, the forested, moonlit lands at the edge of the world, she was raised by the silent watchers who dwell there. One day as she wandered through the woods she found herself where there were no stars, and then no woods. She became lost in the foreign world of people. She learned Common and now seeks a path home.
She is quiet and dodgey, trusting none but her goddess, Sehanine. She carries a harp, sword and cloak from the Evinrealm. She is unaligned.
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Saturday, 30 October 2010
The Tale of Nikolao
Story idea:
Nikolao is a young bard living in a heavily wooded and very romanticised country. He is somewhat famous for his unusual appearance and naïvete but the latter of these attributes protects him from the populace's lack of seriousness towards his music. He is pure-hearted and caring.
People are mean not just to him, but also to each other and have lost respect for the forest in which they live. Angered, the spirit of the forest begins cursing the people. Niko looks for the goddess to plead on humanity's behalf and show her that there is hope for mankind.
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This story will make extensive use of Esperanto.
Nikolao is a young bard living in a heavily wooded and very romanticised country. He is somewhat famous for his unusual appearance and naïvete but the latter of these attributes protects him from the populace's lack of seriousness towards his music. He is pure-hearted and caring.
People are mean not just to him, but also to each other and have lost respect for the forest in which they live. Angered, the spirit of the forest begins cursing the people. Niko looks for the goddess to plead on humanity's behalf and show her that there is hope for mankind.
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This story will make extensive use of Esperanto.
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Monday, 25 October 2010
Idea!
Would have posted this forever ago but I had forgotten a part of it.
Story:
Semi-Dystopian near-future, Northern Asian/Southern Russian city. People live quiet but anxious lives in a sort of quarantine. A virus/syndrome/parasite (undecided as of yet) called Sirius has crippled at least a portion of human society. It's cause is unknown, but it turns people's hair black and eventually causes severe headaches, mania, aggression a physical capabilities in affected humans. To counteract this, a top-authority "police" named "MOS" (Pronounced "moss," will backronym it later) has been formed. People refer to its members as "Mossmen." They have complete authority over the government and are allowed to kill whomever the want, whenever they want, in the interest of protecting the citizenry.
They monitor people (not extensively) and immediately execute any who show aggression or defiance towards them. People born with black hair are given ear-tags to show that they are not infected and are required to undergo monthly testing to ensure that have not contracted Sirius.
Executions are very common; every day specially equipped Mossmen come through the streets and incinerate whatever bodies lay in the gutters. The people live quiet lives in a mixed-culture city but always are afraid that something they do could cause them to be executed for the protection of society.
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I want super near future. It's very inspired by Half Life 2
Story:
Semi-Dystopian near-future, Northern Asian/Southern Russian city. People live quiet but anxious lives in a sort of quarantine. A virus/syndrome/parasite (undecided as of yet) called Sirius has crippled at least a portion of human society. It's cause is unknown, but it turns people's hair black and eventually causes severe headaches, mania, aggression a physical capabilities in affected humans. To counteract this, a top-authority "police" named "MOS" (Pronounced "moss," will backronym it later) has been formed. People refer to its members as "Mossmen." They have complete authority over the government and are allowed to kill whomever the want, whenever they want, in the interest of protecting the citizenry.
They monitor people (not extensively) and immediately execute any who show aggression or defiance towards them. People born with black hair are given ear-tags to show that they are not infected and are required to undergo monthly testing to ensure that have not contracted Sirius.
Executions are very common; every day specially equipped Mossmen come through the streets and incinerate whatever bodies lay in the gutters. The people live quiet lives in a mixed-culture city but always are afraid that something they do could cause them to be executed for the protection of society.
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I want super near future. It's very inspired by Half Life 2
Wednesday, 29 September 2010
September 16th, 2010
Cross-posted directly from deviantART for archiving purposes:
Been reading The Blue Lagoon (I'm almost done with it now) and it's inspired me to pick up an OLD story I started writing long, long ago.
**Skip this if you don't care to read it**
I don't remember what inspired me to it (I've always had this romantic idea of living as a castaway on an island with the one I love, though) or when I started writing it, but I have a tiny bit of a story that at the time was called "Prometheus" (it's name is now being changed).
A young enlistee in the British Navy (named Isaac for now, I've mentioned it's a place-holder name for me) in the late nineteenth century wakes up in a shanty on an island under the care of a beautiful native girl temporarily named Revadi (Esperanto, roughly translates as "To Day-Dream with Intent," this is a word that I've pieced together myself and I may not fully understand the exact meaning of the -ad- suffix, but Lerno means the act of learning and Lernadi means "to study"). She lives in a small village on an island with a tall pinnacle in the middle that reaches up into the clouds. Revadi says that people on the island are named by those who care for them and she gives him a name (I'm not sure just what, though)
Those on the island have never seen anyone or anything from the outside world. Despite this they speak English. Isaac at first tries to rationalise this but gives up. They believe themselves to be the only people living on the only land in the world. Whether or not this is true is left to the reader to decide. He is told that anyone who scales the pinnacle will find what he is searching for. Isaac decides that once he has fully recovered his strength, he will do so in search of a way home. Nothing supernatural happens in the story, but things do not happen normally.
Either this will be explicitly stated by the narrator or inferred by the narration itself, but the other people on the island fade and disappear and Isaac forgets that there was ever anyone or anywhere but them and the island. Revadi, likewise notices nothing about this. Despite having forgotten his reasons for doing so, Isaac sets out to climb the pinnacle accompanied by Revadi. They both act in a dreamlike-manner as they climb together and eventually, even Revadi vanishes and Isaac has no memory of her. This happens just as or before he reaches the top. The top of the pinnacle is flat and round and he crawls up onto it and--
I'm not sure yet. Something vague or uncertain happens. In my original ideas he looked up and saw the ocean in the sky above him as though this all had been some sort of dream-like reality or like the sky was just another ocean with an island in it and people in both oceans looked up and saw the clouds between them and the clear blue above.
I've almost entirely ditched that ending.
**Okay, you can pick up here if you're skipping**
Anyway, I suddenly don't feel as beaten up and down-trodden as I have been. It's strange, but things look brighter to me. I don't know, maybe I'm getting more organised or something.
As part of my Introduction to Education class I'm going to be observing/assisting a teacher at a local middle school for the next ten weeks. Every Friday from 10:00-12:00. I no longer get to go home on Thursday nights, but oh well...
Been reading The Blue Lagoon (I'm almost done with it now) and it's inspired me to pick up an OLD story I started writing long, long ago.
**Skip this if you don't care to read it**
I don't remember what inspired me to it (I've always had this romantic idea of living as a castaway on an island with the one I love, though) or when I started writing it, but I have a tiny bit of a story that at the time was called "Prometheus" (it's name is now being changed).
A young enlistee in the British Navy (named Isaac for now, I've mentioned it's a place-holder name for me) in the late nineteenth century wakes up in a shanty on an island under the care of a beautiful native girl temporarily named Revadi (Esperanto, roughly translates as "To Day-Dream with Intent," this is a word that I've pieced together myself and I may not fully understand the exact meaning of the -ad- suffix, but Lerno means the act of learning and Lernadi means "to study"). She lives in a small village on an island with a tall pinnacle in the middle that reaches up into the clouds. Revadi says that people on the island are named by those who care for them and she gives him a name (I'm not sure just what, though)
Those on the island have never seen anyone or anything from the outside world. Despite this they speak English. Isaac at first tries to rationalise this but gives up. They believe themselves to be the only people living on the only land in the world. Whether or not this is true is left to the reader to decide. He is told that anyone who scales the pinnacle will find what he is searching for. Isaac decides that once he has fully recovered his strength, he will do so in search of a way home. Nothing supernatural happens in the story, but things do not happen normally.
Either this will be explicitly stated by the narrator or inferred by the narration itself, but the other people on the island fade and disappear and Isaac forgets that there was ever anyone or anywhere but them and the island. Revadi, likewise notices nothing about this. Despite having forgotten his reasons for doing so, Isaac sets out to climb the pinnacle accompanied by Revadi. They both act in a dreamlike-manner as they climb together and eventually, even Revadi vanishes and Isaac has no memory of her. This happens just as or before he reaches the top. The top of the pinnacle is flat and round and he crawls up onto it and--
I'm not sure yet. Something vague or uncertain happens. In my original ideas he looked up and saw the ocean in the sky above him as though this all had been some sort of dream-like reality or like the sky was just another ocean with an island in it and people in both oceans looked up and saw the clouds between them and the clear blue above.
I've almost entirely ditched that ending.
**Okay, you can pick up here if you're skipping**
Anyway, I suddenly don't feel as beaten up and down-trodden as I have been. It's strange, but things look brighter to me. I don't know, maybe I'm getting more organised or something.
As part of my Introduction to Education class I'm going to be observing/assisting a teacher at a local middle school for the next ten weeks. Every Friday from 10:00-12:00. I no longer get to go home on Thursday nights, but oh well...
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