Saturday Catch Up

Yeah I've been absent for a couple of days, but for good reason. I have these new characters in my head, and I'm not sure if I'm going to write their story or not. Still debating, I've been ubber busy. I went to see New Moon last night with for my friends birthday, yes, yes I did go for Jacob and Jacob alone yes I did. He is the best character in that series.

Safe to say the theater was ridiculously crowded, and every single time any male figure of any level of attraction came on screen all you could hear was the gaggle of screams from the fan girls. My friends and I spent most of the movie screaming at everyone to shut up. But it wasn't just us, every few rows some was yelling at everyone else to just be quiet and watch the movie. Really, the first time okay I understand but every single time he appears? Really? You need to blow out the rest of the audiences eardrums every time you see anyone who is slightly attractive? Granted at one point my friends and I did make some snide comments, right in the beginning and got a dose of our own medicine, we weren't doing anything too bad just whispers to one another, and a girl in front of us asked us to shut up. We did, and then I felt bad about talking, so we stayed quiet.

Oh Jade I went to a JV football game yesterday, told you I would. It was against our biggest rival we lost but Varsity won this afternoon, missed the one today because I slept in, I've only been up for four hours, but when you're out till after 11 hanging with your friends that's what happens :P. And I was distracted all week by my TV shows, is anyone else a fan of the Puck/Quinn paring on Glee or is it just me? I know he's a jerk, but he's trying and I think he cares about her. I also think Finn is beyond immature. But that is just my opinion. And Grey's please, please, fix your show, I love you so much Grey's, I really do. So because I love you I'm going to come right out and say it, you need to fix your show. Get rid of the chick who took Georges locker, bring Izzie back and work on the writing. You used to be full of amazing lines, amazing characters, and have now stooped so low as to bring in a long lost pregnant daughter into the midst, this is sending you down the path to becoming a soap opera. You have been forewarned. Now to continue on...

I sent out that piece for the college program I applied for. A day before it had to be in the mail and I'm worried it wont get marked or get lost, that occupied my mind for quite awhile this pas week. So now I wait. Wait until March when I hear back, that is so long, and I just want to know now. Patience is not my virtue. Obviously.

Now I have to go write, and write, and try as hard as I can to decide how I'm going to be spending the rest of my weekend. And hey Thanksgiving is coming up, I have a three day school week. Score! So how has everyone else been while I've been very absent from blogging?

Checking Up

So how's NaNo going for everyone? I'm very behind, thousands of words behind, but its okay because I'm actually not ripping my hair out with stress and have managed to make it through my grading period rather unscathed, with the exception of one grade that will be dealt with tomorrow. So how is everyone else doing with NaNoWriMo, or in some cases NaNoRevisMo?

My English/Way to write NaNo in school, is going very well I am very pleased with it. And I came up with an awesome quote today while walking my dog, Seamus. If you've noticed from earlier posts all my animals with the exception of my eldest cat have Irish names. Seamus, is Seamus Cujo, Yes, yes my dog is named after Stephen Kings rabid St. Bernard. (My bestie decided on his middle name.) I was talking to my characters, yes out loud it helps me think, and Kali said something really awesome! It was "It's like God is playing some cruel joke on me, and I can't laugh." Now think what you may but I rather liked it, especially because she was/is no longer religious (long story). But anyways she and Darren have finally decided how to tell me how they resolved their conflicts enough so they could become friends, and I rather like the way it plays out.

So I'm going to go and write that now, while they are having a good time chatting in my ear.

Thirds Day!

Hayley remembered thirds day today! Yes! *Does proud of herself dance, and falls on her face*

Now that Hayley has embarrassed herself, by dancing and then displaying her clumsiness. We shall continue...so Hayley managed, after much hair pulling, screaming and aggravated eating, preformed by her family members, to cut her writing down, massively. It all but killed her, and then when discussing the writing with her teachers (who are awesome by the way) was given mixed feedback. They liked it, but didn't think it had a wow factor, it is an excerpt so she supposes that's because well she can only fit so much onto a one page doubled spaced size ten word document.

So she would like to ask her blogging buddies (hehe she has blogging buddies, that makes her very giddy) what they think of her revamped, edited and liposuctioned piece, be honest please. She can take it.

The light from the burning town miles away pressed through the wooden panels that obscured the windows. Ashlyn tugged on her tank top, ran a hand through her cropped hair, and bit her lip as she began to kick a piece of the wood, avoiding his eyes, she’d missed him, and it hurt. He’d hurt her.


“I can’t believe this!” Declan ignored her, focused on one escape route; through the city in the abandoned subway tunnels. The plank groaned beneath her unceasing attack “I stayed behind for a reason!”

“And what was that to get yourself killed?” Declan held the binoculars up to his eyes, gazing at the camp on the outskirts of their old home. But they wouldn’t have killed her, and that was worse than dying. He’d die before he let that happen to her. Declan shook his head trying to focus, to gain control.

“No moron, I don’t see why you care anyways why are you here? Why aren’t you back with the army? You left me—you left five years ago; you should have never come back! I don’t need you!”

“Ashlyn be quiet they might hear you” Declan glanced at her for the first time since they’d gotten to the safe house. Her hair was shorter now; she had changed in every way possible. Even if she’d been disfigured he could have recognized her a mile away. She wasn’t a child anymore, they weren’t children.

“And I care because?” Because she’d kept him alive, brought him home, because he needed her.

“Just shut up Ashlyn, they have super senses. How can you not get this? If they get any closer and you keep yelling they will hear you.” Ashlyn brushed this off continuing on her tirade.

“Declan what are you doing here? No one wanted you here; I don’t see why you even had to come back—”

“Ashlyn!” Declan’s voice was stern echoing smoothly across the darkened room, his grey eyes blazing with anger.

“If you don’t shut up” he pulled his gun from its holster “I’m going to shoot you.” he aimed it at her. Ashlyn looked from his gun to him and stepped forward her golden eyes never leaving Declan’s face. He stared back, gaze unwavering, hand steady, as she moved closer until the barrel of the gun was pressed against her bare skin, brushing the neckline of her tank top, right above her heart.

“Do it.” She breathed “You killed me once, go on do it again.” Declan didn’t move his eyes never leaving her face; holding the pistol ever steady “Pull the trigger.” She whispered.

“Ash” he exhaled, she stared back at him, her expression blank, her eyes angry and hateful.

“Go on Declan, do it, pull the trigger.”

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So Hayley would like to know what you think...Oh Hayley was in New York City yesterday for a school art trip. And has to ask a question how do other kids get away with escaping the field trips? They sign in and disappear until they need to check in again, where do they disappear to you may ask? Well Hayley asked, they disappeared into the city, moseying around NYC for seven hours. Hayley wishes that she had more gumption and could do that too, but she just can't. She's too much of a good girl.

So Hayley has really nothing else to talk about, and she wishes she did because this post seems very bland. But Hayley now has to leave this snippet be and move onto the piece she has to write for her English class, yes she gets to write a creative piece for English!!!! And its due tomorrow, she hasn't exactly started yet, but her reasons are reasonable, she's been focusing on this, something that means more to her than a school assignment. Hayley should reorganize her priorities but she is quite happy with the way they are, and the assignment will get done. Tonight, even if she has to stay up late. She understands it's part of the writing gig, late nights less sleep. She's fine, she'll get through it.

So she says onward! Onward to her writing for fun/class/but mostly fun!!!!!!!

I Wish

I'm applying for this college program for creative writers in May, only five kids from my school are allowed to apply, only two have the chance of getting in. I am one of those lucky five kids. I know exactly which piece I want to submit. Except I have to cut it down to fit the parameters of the application. Cut it down, a lot, *tear* and I'd rather liked it the size it was.

I sit at my computer cutting word after word of this thing that has to be submitted by the 17th, however my teachers can't look at it until grading is over and grading doesn't end until this Friday, not exactly allowing for a large range of editing. Ick.

Today I wish for a machine that can cut the words for me. Yes I want a machine that I can place my writing in, almost like a scanner, that then identifies which words need to be disposed of, which words are like the unnecessary sprinkles on a already over sugary piece of cake. That is what I wish for right now. Course this bit isn't very sugary, maybe salty, its kind of bitter sweet. Hmm...

So now back to giving my writing liposuction.

Changes, Changes, Changes

So I've been making a lot of changes lately, changes to my story line, changes to my characters quirks and actions. I've even gone so far as to change one of my characters names, something I haven't done in ages. I haven't changed a name so far into a story idea in years. The idea for my Current WIP came to me ages ago, back when I was in about sixth grade, so these characters have been in my head for about five years. My female protagonists name, for as long as I can remember has always been Jessie, I don't ever recall even considering another name for her. But as of recently changes I've made to her character have made me start to second guess myself, something I do quite a lot to be honest.

Jessie's character has grown and changed in the past five years, one could argue she grew with me which I guess she did. But so as she and Declan have been chattering about in my head I've decided that she needs a new name. His, his fits perfectly, but as of recently I've noticed that he doesn't call her Jessie anymore, and I believe her changes are what's been making writing this new story so hard. Now that I know how she's changed, grown stronger I think, I can properly address her by her rightful name and work with her. I was focused on the old Jessie, and the new Jessie, she didn't want to be that weak character anymore, she wants to be strong. Really what writer would argue that? Of course I'm still kind of on the fence about the name change, not so sure about it yet, but if it doesn't work out I can always change it back if need be.

I know I'm not the only one making changes, Kat not three days ago changed the entire tense of her NaNo novel The Plural of Love and Jade is setting herself goals for the remainder of the year, something she said she's never really done before. Nothing seems to be going as planned this November.

Oh so Jessie's new name is Ashlyn, Ash for short, I like it, it's stronger and it taps into her fathers culture, something she prides herself on through her story. I'm going to go back and change it, soon. I like her name, it's one of my favorites I've used it in a bunch of sort stories. I can't wait to get back to her story, Declan has got to be one of my favorite male protagonists of all time. (Shh...don't tell the others boys that, they'll get jealous).

Anyone else making changes? I've noticed it's quite the trend recently.

-2,000 Words Later

So, Hayley missed Thirds Day*tear*, and she remembered it at about four a.m. when Mac and Finn decided it was time to wake up. Yay!

So, last night while watching Bones and Grey's I was rereading the most recent snippet of He's With Me, and figured out what had caused my block that made me flip out when Nov. started. So I cut over 2,000 words and think I've figured it out. I also found the opening I wrote for my WIP of Untitled Proportions, located, wait try and guess...in my messy bedroom, that I cleaned today!

Oh and then I jumped onto the computer and found out that I won an book (my first contest win yeah!^__^) on the lovely Sara's blog, (you know she was my first writer friend, yes I'm serious, she is the coolest) in celebration of ISPAW, which is like the coolest Pirate holiday ever! I'm serious, I love the entire crew of the Rapid Meander, so much that I read the story during my classes the first few weeks of school. Yeah, Lu and Yazoo overheard a lot about the graphing of algebraic equations, sentence structure and U.S. history. But it was so worth it, because the story is freakin' amazing. Thank you Sara, I will email you soon!

So yeah, I have some writing to catch up on and a lot of reading to do, and maybe a football game to attend later tonight, maybe haven't decided if I will muster the school spirit, maybe just to see my friends in the pep band-hehe. Oh and my friend Brian well, I can't talk about it just yet, but I will soon, I love Brian he's awesome but I can't talk about it yet. So you'll have to wait a little while and then trust me you'll know.

Oh did anyone notice that I finally learned how to link things? Yes, I know I should have figured it out awhile ago, seeing as I've been blogging for a month, and I didn't I admit it is very sad but I figured it out.

Nothing Really Related to Writing.

Word count as of Nov. 2, 2920. A little behind but nothing I can't handle. So to get to the bit that isn't related to writing: I have these two kittens McAllister and Finnegan, and I love these kittens, they sleep with me every night. And I have these PJ shorts, cute little boxer shorts, they are my favorite pair of PJ shorts. A couple of days ago these shorts disappeared. And I found them, in my kittens litter box. A few days later, I found one of my favorite PJ shirts, in the same exact place, after I'd removed my shorts from the litter box. So either my kittens love me as much as I love them and need to have a bit of me with them at all times, or they hate my sense of style and decided to get a message across by literally going to the bathroom on my clothes. Favorite clothes. And they're little snots, so I know it was purposeful.

Anywho, I'm behind on NaNo but with good reason I spent most of my time on my day off Tuesday, working in the yard. A lot of yard work. Oh and I got fourteen hours of blissful sleep. It was very nice. Have I told you guys how much I love my little "brother" Danny? Because I love him. So, as posted before I got to go to Barnes and Noble, which may just be my favorite bookstore. (Aside from the cute 75% off store that recently closed *tear*.) So we get into the store and I immediately run to retrieve Morganville Vampires: Fade Out, by Rachel Caine and Dear John by Nicolas Sparks. So we're in the YA section and Danny who tagged along, points out Catching Fire, the sequel to The Hunger Games. Now I'd been waiting to save up to get this book, or get it for Christmas, whichever came first, money or holiday. He asks if I'm going to read it, I say eventually. He then proceeds to tell me he owns a copy, and asks if I want it. I ask if I can keep it forever, I really like to keep my books it's a CDO thing, I'm sure. And he says yes. When we go home, he just gives me the book. I love him. Then my sister purchased a book I also wanted and said once she was done I could have it. Then today as I returned to B&N (long unnecessary story as to why) I found another book I've been waiting for but wasn't aware had been published again. So my dad bought it for me. I love my family. I was really blessed when it came to books this week, yes!

Now, I'm getting on with NaNo. Uh huh, I'm going to write right now, after I take the dog for his figure eight walk. Thanks again you guys for helping me break out of my block.

Ooh look a short post, yeah!