So this Christmas season has been an extremely busy one [my first out of school, with a real job even!] and with four family Christmases in a row I'm fairly exhausted! But overall it was a fun week, and I'm glad I got to see all of my family, and Kalin's without any major arguments [which is good on both sides!]
I also got lots of good presents for our modest Christmases, and a few that Kalin and I got for ourselves! Let's see if I can list them:
Kalin and I Presents! [we bought together]
New Printer/Scanner [now I can truly update!!]
Carpet for our hallway [now it's not as cold!]
Kalin got me:
The Acts of King Arthur and His Knights by John Steinbeck [I had been coveting this book at the used bookstore for months]
Brightly Burning by Mercedes Lackey [one of my favorites in hardback!]
Mama/Granma got me:
Lots of nice clothes [for work and such]
fun socks
The Jim Henson Collection [Labyrinth, Dark Crystal, and MirrorMask, which I took back because I have them already and got IronMan and TombRaider 2 Cradle of Life, go Lara Croft!]
The Sweeney Todd Soundtrack [I'm getting the movie off Amazon!]
Other Gifts:
First seven books in The Edge Chronicles! [Kalin's Dad/Stepmom!]
Amazon Giftcard 25$
Barnes and Noble Giftcard 25$ [got City of Falling Angels yesterday!]
Applebees giftcard [that we're saving for Valentines!]
A nice pretty glass bowl to fill with peanut m&ms
the promise of an afghan
other various and sundry items I can't remember now
And I know it's not about the gifts, and I did have a lot of fun being with all of my family, but I am verrrrrrrrrry thankful to have some alone time now to play with all of my presents, and a lot of the stuff I got for Christmas was stuff I needed [the clothes/scanner] or it was nice someone remembered that I liked it [books/movies] and I hope everyone else out there had a wonderful Christmas and has a fabulous New Years!
As far as this past year goes, all I'm going to say is that it has been a year of change and that it's now time to "Keep moving forward." More art, more theatre, more writing, and more love for everyone: that's my goal for this next year!"
Ciao!
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Hmm...
You Belong in Amsterdam |
Whether you want to be a squatter graffiti artist or a great novelist, Amsterdam has all that you want in Europe (in one small city). |
I find this interesting because...I know nothing about Amsterdam. Other than that I have a cat in my lap and it's a little cold in here. Christmas stories arriving soon...[when I feel like typing that much!!]
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Strange dream...
So I had a very vivid and strange dream the other night, and here is all that I can remember of it.
I was in a car driving up a mountain, there were two other people with me: a boy and a girl. I had the feeling that they were brother and sister. There were trees and snow all around us as we went up this curvy road [felt a lot like the road I took to Blue Ridge]. All of a sudden the trees cleared and there was a huge mansion in a clearing on the side of the mountain next to the road.
the next thing I know we are inside the mansion, but we're sneaking around, looking for something. The house was all white and icy blue, but I remember a black and white checkered tile pattern in the main hall with a grand staircase.
We get split up, and after awhile something happens and I see the boy running outside being chased by whoever lives in the house [I think there are a lot of them]. I was upstairs and the girl came running upstairs and said I had to create a distraction by dressing up like a bride. This involved wearing pieces of light blue and lavender silk, draped around me which I had trouble holding up as I went running down the stairs. The group of people at the bottom of the grand staircase looked at me and then started chasing us too, we went out into the snow behind the house and somehow ended up back in our car driving away...
See, I told you it was strange...but at the same time seems like there's potential for a story in there somewhere...that's why I write these things down. You never know...
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Musical Images....
I really love Aaron Copeland. His music is so rich in texture and variety of rhythm and sound, and not only is it sound, but it is American sound- things I associate with all that makes America what it is: bold but soft when needed, delicate and sophisticated but strong, and full of adventure. His music spans from the Appalachians to the wild lands of Texas and every beautiful country lane and big city in between.
His music visually, tactilely, olfactory, and physically inspires me to such beautiful images of America as it was in the days of the Old West, and what it can be again. I know that sounds a bit melodramatic, but that's how deeply his music stirs me.
I'm not a patriotic person by nature, but this music makes me love my country in a way I don't feel every day. I also do not know if the bleak economy has anything to do with my constant looking back to the past, because things weren't all peachy back then-it's just something different and exciting. That feeling is just exaggerated by Mr. Copeland's music that is full of that same energy...but I digress, I am starting to not make sense even to myself so I will stop...
Friday, December 12, 2008
The Moon...
So the LiveJournal Writer's block question for today was about the moon: It's the full moon today. Almost every culture has its share of lunar lore, from werewolves to lunacy to true love. Do you believe that the full moon affects our behavior or do you think it's a myth?
I have two answers to that question. First as a human being on this earth, I think the full moon affects some people more than others. For example I have horrible insomnia in the several days leading up to the full moon, and during and my dreams are twice as vivid as normal. Do I think it affects everyone that way? No, the fact that my brother and sister sleep through everything short of a bomb leads me to suspect that no, they don't have the same reactions to a full moon as I do. I think, not to sound too new age-y, that the moon affects those more in tune with earth and it's rhythms as a whole. I have a very strict sleep pattern that is very much dictated by light, the suns processes. I can go to sleep whenever, but as soon as my brain sense light outside, it says time to wake up! To me that explains why full moons keep me awake. So I suppose just as people are affected by the earth and her cycles in different ways so too are they affected by the moon in different ways. [Sorry that was sort of long and round about way to say that.]
The second answer to that question, or perhaps its more like pondering, is as a writer. I think as far as literature and myth go the moon represents the mystical unknown. It is that celestial body hanging in the night sky, that for the longest time no one knew what it was! And I think sometimes that it is that very aspect of the unknown that affects people when they see it. Even today we can see the moon, and we know we have the technology to get to the moon, but that does not mean that me, Lainey Elise Welsch, will ever get to set foot on the moon. That inspires awe in me, at this unsolvable mystery, that I see waxing and waning every month. The moon has always represented mystery, and I think it should stay that way.
In my own writings my goddess of the moon Menai is represented as dark, mysterious and representative of all that is not seen, and by that I mean that which is intangible and cannot be verified by mortal senses. I like it because it is a juxtaposition to Solaren, her sister who is the sun. That which illuminates and makes things seen and known. I tried to take the idea of people being affected by the moon and making it much more literal. Menai is a meddlesome goddess who may or may not be linked to the God of War...I haven't decided yet wether or not to actually put her in Children of Destiny or save it for the mythology but she might make an intriguing companion for Ramis, and a very interesting opponent to Raoul [God of Wisdom]
Well, this has rambled on quite long enough! I think I will actually go write now, I'm on a roll with CoD...if my wrist would just stop hurting!
I have two answers to that question. First as a human being on this earth, I think the full moon affects some people more than others. For example I have horrible insomnia in the several days leading up to the full moon, and during and my dreams are twice as vivid as normal. Do I think it affects everyone that way? No, the fact that my brother and sister sleep through everything short of a bomb leads me to suspect that no, they don't have the same reactions to a full moon as I do. I think, not to sound too new age-y, that the moon affects those more in tune with earth and it's rhythms as a whole. I have a very strict sleep pattern that is very much dictated by light, the suns processes. I can go to sleep whenever, but as soon as my brain sense light outside, it says time to wake up! To me that explains why full moons keep me awake. So I suppose just as people are affected by the earth and her cycles in different ways so too are they affected by the moon in different ways. [Sorry that was sort of long and round about way to say that.]
The second answer to that question, or perhaps its more like pondering, is as a writer. I think as far as literature and myth go the moon represents the mystical unknown. It is that celestial body hanging in the night sky, that for the longest time no one knew what it was! And I think sometimes that it is that very aspect of the unknown that affects people when they see it. Even today we can see the moon, and we know we have the technology to get to the moon, but that does not mean that me, Lainey Elise Welsch, will ever get to set foot on the moon. That inspires awe in me, at this unsolvable mystery, that I see waxing and waning every month. The moon has always represented mystery, and I think it should stay that way.
In my own writings my goddess of the moon Menai is represented as dark, mysterious and representative of all that is not seen, and by that I mean that which is intangible and cannot be verified by mortal senses. I like it because it is a juxtaposition to Solaren, her sister who is the sun. That which illuminates and makes things seen and known. I tried to take the idea of people being affected by the moon and making it much more literal. Menai is a meddlesome goddess who may or may not be linked to the God of War...I haven't decided yet wether or not to actually put her in Children of Destiny or save it for the mythology but she might make an intriguing companion for Ramis, and a very interesting opponent to Raoul [God of Wisdom]
Well, this has rambled on quite long enough! I think I will actually go write now, I'm on a roll with CoD...if my wrist would just stop hurting!
Hiding...
So Kalin had his wisdom teeth out this morning and is now zonked out on the couch to my right, and Carter is laying in between the curtains looking out the window to my left and I am sitting right smack dab in the middle with nothing to do...well that's not entirely true. I have things I COULD be doing [writing novel, drawing, working on Hook painting, re-learning how to knit...] but my brain is just not used to doing nothing.
I really want to work on my play but I don't know how to begin the re-writes not having a freshly updated copy printed. Maybe I'll just go off what I have printed out [if I can read through the coffee stains!] and keep my computer on to see what I've re-written on there, and work out stuff by hand.
"Keep moving forward." Keeps flowing through my mind and I want to have something to send Maggie like I promised, and I'm frustrated with not making any money at anything I do, and always being in debt, and...well, enough of that. I'm going to write now...hooray escapism...
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Realization
I just realized in total,[although not all updated!] I have five actual blogs! And that is not counting Facebook notes and my DA notes, but then again I usually just cross post from my other blogs so what I have to do in order grasp some sense of sanity and keep everything updated I will create a schedule, and write it on my calendar!!
Haha! That will kick my butt into updating my life for all denizens of the Internet to read!
Monday: Writing Blog
Tuesday: Steamgear Tavern [used to be a writing group, now epistolary novelization of my steampunk play!]
Wednesday: Tofu Toast Studios!
Thursday: The Lamppost Beyond the Door
Friday: Psychedelic Llamas Present! [this one!]
I am not sure if this will help but it will at least keep me in line with what all I have out there to keep updated.
I will have to finish outlining Steamgear and Lamppost before I can really start on it, but hopefully I will have some impetus to do so now!
More later back to work.
Grendlesmere...
For those of you over here in Blogger-ville who would like to see what rattles around in my brain while I spend most of my life driving!
In the mean time I am trying to sum up the craziness that was this past weekend. I will post more when my thoughts and or sanity are properly collected.
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Movie Review
Today Kalin and I watched Wall-E before I left for work, and it is one of the most exquisitely created animated movies I have seen since Sleeping Beauty. Now, you might be saying that exquisite is quite a strong word to use to describe a movie about a dirty robot, but I mean it!
The animation was beautiful, the writing was clever but not too self aware, and the humor was brilliant. They managed the subtle humor that the adults would understand coupled perfectly with the funny 'falling down bits' that the children would love in a way Shrek could only dream of, without sex or potty humor! [And you said it couldn't be done!] In addition to that, there was a lovely and very meaningful message of: This is what happens when we rely solely on technology, and we don't take care of our planet. And the best part is that the film did not beat you over the head with it which only enhanced the intricacy of the writing and the movie as a whole.
It was this balance of subtle and slapstick humor that allowed the creators to craft a film where the first fifteen minutes or so had no dialogue whatsoever [or at least any we could understand] and that just made it that much more interesting! Also the fact that the 'bad guy' was not really a bad guy and was kept that way by clever use of circumstances and how robots work made me appreciate it that much more. Don't get me wrong, I love a good fairy tale with the hero and the 'evil' sorcerer [or whomever] that is defeated and the day is saved, but this was refreshingly different.
I will keep this short because I could gush all day about this movie and every little bit that I like, but I will say that not only is Wall-E a great movie, with love, humor and danger but it is an important movie. It is important not only in the message that it is sending, but the way in which it was made to send that message.
Take note writers, artists, animators, filmmakers, this is something to strive for!
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Monday, December 1, 2008
Surviving...
So...I have survived...there were times I wasn't sure...but yes I have made it!! Through Christmas Carol-ness AND Thanksgiving Craziness!!! And now that I have gotten through all of that I would like to make my list of things I am thankful for [borrowed from Jarred's blog]
This is in no particular order...
1. Wood fires.
2. Mornings laying in bed with Kalin and Carter under a mound of blankets.
3. Kalin's smile. [And Kalin in general! ^_^]
4. Fingerless gloves.
5. Bic pens [cheap and reliable!]
6. Laughter in any form.
7. Heather
8. Serena
9. My family [as crazy as they are!]
10. Painting.
11. Warm summer evenings when the mosquitos aren't so bad.
12. COFFEE! [and not just for the caffeine content]
13. Warm weather.
14. Trees, lots of trees.
15. My health.
16. Kalin
17. So far having not having to experience any major traumatic events in my life.
18. Clean air.
19. Mountains.
20. My imagination, and creative abilities.
That's just a short list, there is a lot I am very thankful for this is just the beginning. This week is a lot of preparation for my art show on Sunday. I am very excited, but right now my main goal is keeping my fingers warm...I cannot figure out WHY her house is so cold....
More later...at a warmer time...Off to go type some more on my novel and watch more X-Files!
Monday, November 24, 2008
We're Losing Sanity, Captain!
I painted a plague victim last night....it was fun...and a little sad...
The End.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
Schmeerfink...
I love writing...but I am REALLY [so much it gets capitals and boldness!] itching to draw something....I just don't know what....
...the end....
Monday, November 17, 2008
Marketing
How does one get people to come see productions at their theatre....?
This is a question I have been asking myself for awhile now....and I still don't think I have found a great answer...
If anyone out there in Blogland has an answer...or thought please send it my way...
Thanks!
Friday, November 14, 2008
Sick...
I have been thwarted in my attempts to stay on top of my NaNo-ing by none other than Dr. Evil Cold!!! Ok, so I don't think he's really a doctor [or I wouldn't be sick! Ha!] but I have been battling this cold/sore throat/allergies thing for the past three days, and have failed miserably. It has taken me out of work, zapped my will to write [or basically to live period] and has put me some 4,000 words behind, and I have to work all day to day and tomorrow. Perhaps Sunday I can catch up?
It doesn't help much that I am stuck as far as the story goes and can only pound out 100-200 words where before I was whizzing along at 500-1000 in a sitting...blech...I hate germs...and I hate trying to drink tea when it hurts because my throat is so raw from coughing!! I hate being poor, because I can't go to the doctor and get good medicine because I have no insurance...GAHHHHH!!!!
Ok, I'm through with complaining, now it is time to get dressed and go to the theatre and get done what I can get done without killing myself....perhaps I'll write when I get home! ^__^
The End.
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
An Excerpt
This is from my NanoWrimo PepTalk Email...and I just really liked this bit:
I live in Barre, Vermont which calls itself the "Granite Capital of the World." Outside our town are enormous quarries, so when I speak in local schools every child has a mental picture of a granite quarry. "You know how hard it is to get granite out of the quarry," I say. "You have to carefully score the rock and put the explosive in to make the great granite block break loose from the face of the stone. Then you have to attach the block to the chains so that the cranes can lift it slowly out of the hole a nd put it on the waiting truck. That’s the first draft. It’s hard, dangerous work, and when you’ve finished, all you’ve really got is a block of stone. But now you have something now to work on. Now you can take your block down to the shed to carve and polish it and turn it into something of beauty. That’s revision."
But first you’ve got to get that block of granite out of the earth, friends. You won’t have anything to make beautiful until you do that. Now go back to work. That means you too, Katherine.
Best wishes,
Katherine Paterson
I really love the image of a giant block of granite, as this first draft of 'garbage' I am creating. I also realized the last time I wrote 30 pages of something it was my thesis paper...so now I am about to strike out into more unknown territory...out beyond the thesis paper zone!!! I'm plowing ahead...still behind but not giving up!!
I live in Barre, Vermont which calls itself the "Granite Capital of the World." Outside our town are enormous quarries, so when I speak in local schools every child has a mental picture of a granite quarry. "You know how hard it is to get granite out of the quarry," I say. "You have to carefully score the rock and put the explosive in to make the great granite block break loose from the face of the stone. Then you have to attach the block to the chains so that the cranes can lift it slowly out of the hole a nd put it on the waiting truck. That’s the first draft. It’s hard, dangerous work, and when you’ve finished, all you’ve really got is a block of stone. But now you have something now to work on. Now you can take your block down to the shed to carve and polish it and turn it into something of beauty. That’s revision."
But first you’ve got to get that block of granite out of the earth, friends. You won’t have anything to make beautiful until you do that. Now go back to work. That means you too, Katherine.
Best wishes,
Katherine Paterson
I really love the image of a giant block of granite, as this first draft of 'garbage' I am creating. I also realized the last time I wrote 30 pages of something it was my thesis paper...so now I am about to strike out into more unknown territory...out beyond the thesis paper zone!!! I'm plowing ahead...still behind but not giving up!!
[Heather if you read this, I really think it could be helpful. Sometimes you have to just go out on a limb and write some crap and then go back and make it better! Love you!]
full PepTalk can be found HERE
Friday, November 7, 2008
Pep Talk
Dear NaNoWriMo author,
You've started a long journey. Congratulations on your resolution and ambition! And the first thing you need to remember is that a long journey can't be treated like a sprint. Take your time.
The second thing you need to remember is that if you want to finish this journey you've begun, you have to keep going. One of the hardest things to do with a novel is to stop writing it for a while, do something else, fulfill this engagement or that commitment or whatever, and pick it up exactly where you left it and carry on as if nothing had happened. You will have changed; the story will have drifted off course, like a sh ip when the engines stop and there's no anchor to keep it in place; when you get back on board, you have to warm the engines up, start the great bulk of the ship moving through the water again, work out your position, check the compass bearing, steer carefully to bring it back on track ... all that energy wasted on doing something that wouldn't have been necessary at all if you'd just kept going!
But once you've established a daily rhythm of work, you'll find it energising and sustaining in itself. Even when it's not going well. This is a strange thing, but I've noticed it many times: a bad day's work is a lot better than no day's work at all. At least if you've written 500 words, or 1000 words, or whatever you discover is your most comfortable daily rate of production, the words are there to work on later. And when you do visit them in a month's time, or whenever it i s, you often find that they're not so bad after all.
The question authors get asked more than any other is "Where do you get your ideas from?" And we all find a way of answering which we hope isn't arrogant or discouraging. What I usually say is "I don't know where they come from, but I know where they come to: they come to my desk, and if I'm not there, they go away again." That's just another way of emphasising the importance of regular work.
You know which page of a novel is the most difficult to write? It's page 70. The first page is easy: it's exciting, it's new, a whole world lies in front of you. The last page is easy: you've got there at last, you know what's going to happen, all you have to do is find a resonant closing sentence. But page 70 is where the misery strikes. All the initial excitement has drained away; you've begun to see all the hideous problems you've set yourself; you are horribly aware of the minute size of your own talent compared to the colossal proportions of the task you've undertaken. That's when you'll want to give up. When I hit page 70 with my very first novel, I thought: I'm never going to finish this. I'll never make it. But then stubbornness set in, and I thought: well, if I reach page 100, that'll be something. If I get there, I reckon I can make it to the end, wherever that is. And 100 is only 30 pages away, and if I write 3 pages every day, I can get there in ten days ... why don't I just try to do that? So I did. It was a terrible novel, but I finished it.
The last thing I'd say to anyo ne who wants to write a novel is not actually a piece of advice, but a question. It's this: are you a reader? Every novelist I know—every novelist I've ever heard of—is, or was, a passionate reader. I don't doubt that someone with determination and energy, but who didn't read for pleasure, who only read for information, could actually write a whole novel if they set their mind to
it and followed a few rules and guidelines; but would it be worth reading? Would it give any pleasure beyond a mechanically c alculated sort? I doubt it. Novels that last and please readers are written because the novelist is intoxicated by the delight and the endlessly renewable joy that comes from engaging with imaginary characters—with story; and that engagement always begins with reading; and if it catches you, it never lets go. Write a novel if you want to win a competition, or impress your friends, or possibly make some money—do so by all means. But if you're not a lover of stories, a passionate and devoted reader, don't expect your novel to please many readers.
On the other hand, if you do love reading, if you cannot imagine going on a journey without a book in your pocket or your bag, if you fret and fidget and become uncomfortable if you're kept away from your reading for too long, if your worst nightmare is to be marooned on a desert island without a book—then take heart: there are plenty of us like you. And if you tell a story that really engages you, we are all potential readers.
Good luck!
Philip Pullman
You've started a long journey. Congratulations on your resolution and ambition! And the first thing you need to remember is that a long journey can't be treated like a sprint. Take your time.
The second thing you need to remember is that if you want to finish this journey you've begun, you have to keep going. One of the hardest things to do with a novel is to stop writing it for a while, do something else, fulfill this engagement or that commitment or whatever, and pick it up exactly where you left it and carry on as if nothing had happened. You will have changed; the story will have drifted off course, like a sh ip when the engines stop and there's no anchor to keep it in place; when you get back on board, you have to warm the engines up, start the great bulk of the ship moving through the water again, work out your position, check the compass bearing, steer carefully to bring it back on track ... all that energy wasted on doing something that wouldn't have been necessary at all if you'd just kept going!
But once you've established a daily rhythm of work, you'll find it energising and sustaining in itself. Even when it's not going well. This is a strange thing, but I've noticed it many times: a bad day's work is a lot better than no day's work at all. At least if you've written 500 words, or 1000 words, or whatever you discover is your most comfortable daily rate of production, the words are there to work on later. And when you do visit them in a month's time, or whenever it i s, you often find that they're not so bad after all.
The question authors get asked more than any other is "Where do you get your ideas from?" And we all find a way of answering which we hope isn't arrogant or discouraging. What I usually say is "I don't know where they come from, but I know where they come to: they come to my desk, and if I'm not there, they go away again." That's just another way of emphasising the importance of regular work.
You know which page of a novel is the most difficult to write? It's page 70. The first page is easy: it's exciting, it's new, a whole world lies in front of you. The last page is easy: you've got there at last, you know what's going to happen, all you have to do is find a resonant closing sentence. But page 70 is where the misery strikes. All the initial excitement has drained away; you've begun to see all the hideous problems you've set yourself; you are horribly aware of the minute size of your own talent compared to the colossal proportions of the task you've undertaken. That's when you'll want to give up. When I hit page 70 with my very first novel, I thought: I'm never going to finish this. I'll never make it. But then stubbornness set in, and I thought: well, if I reach page 100, that'll be something. If I get there, I reckon I can make it to the end, wherever that is. And 100 is only 30 pages away, and if I write 3 pages every day, I can get there in ten days ... why don't I just try to do that? So I did. It was a terrible novel, but I finished it.
The last thing I'd say to anyo ne who wants to write a novel is not actually a piece of advice, but a question. It's this: are you a reader? Every novelist I know—every novelist I've ever heard of—is, or was, a passionate reader. I don't doubt that someone with determination and energy, but who didn't read for pleasure, who only read for information, could actually write a whole novel if they set their mind to
it and followed a few rules and guidelines; but would it be worth reading? Would it give any pleasure beyond a mechanically c alculated sort? I doubt it. Novels that last and please readers are written because the novelist is intoxicated by the delight and the endlessly renewable joy that comes from engaging with imaginary characters—with story; and that engagement always begins with reading; and if it catches you, it never lets go. Write a novel if you want to win a competition, or impress your friends, or possibly make some money—do so by all means. But if you're not a lover of stories, a passionate and devoted reader, don't expect your novel to please many readers.
On the other hand, if you do love reading, if you cannot imagine going on a journey without a book in your pocket or your bag, if you fret and fidget and become uncomfortable if you're kept away from your reading for too long, if your worst nightmare is to be marooned on a desert island without a book—then take heart: there are plenty of us like you. And if you tell a story that really engages you, we are all potential readers.
Good luck!
Philip Pullman
I like that very much...helps to know I don't have to have 17 or 20,000 words right now....I can just plod along at my 1667 words a day and that's ok-more marathon running than anything else. I need coffee...
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Just checking in!!
I am actually pulling ahead on my NanoWrimo Novel: Children of Destiny. I have broken the 10,000 mark! This is just to let the world know I am still alive!
At writing 1667 words a day I have already reached the goal for today which was 10,005 and am still going...I've hit a mini wall that I hope to overcome soon so I can get more writing in before I have to leave for work...
More later!
WORD COUNT: 10,122 Woot!!
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Re-Post
This is re-posted from my livejournal...just wanted to share!
According to Wikipedia:
"An epistolary novel is a novel written as a series of documents. The usual form is letters, althoughdiary entries, newspaper clippings and other documents are sometimes used. Recently, electronic "documents", such as blogs and e-mails have also come into use. The word epistolary comes from the Latin word epistola, meaning a letter.
The epistolary form can add greater realism and verisimilitude to a story, chiefly because it mimics the workings of real life. It is thus able to demonstrate differing points of view without recourse to the device of an omniscient narrator."
Heather and I talked a few weeks ago about writing tTHoHRatAP into a novel of sorts, and that conversation wound its way around several other topics and came back on the subject of blogging. Heather said I should turn tTHoHRatAP into an online blog told from the point of view of Spencer through a Captain's Log...Well I pondered on this...and pondered....drove back and forth to and from Atlanta while still pondering and finally came up with the idea that tTHoHRatAP could work as a novel-AND a blog, in the form of an epistolary novel. I already have the seeds of that with the play through Henry's journal, and Heather said Spencer should have her ships log, Aicilla should have bizarre book lists and letters to siblings, and other characters could talk through letters. I've gotten very excited, and if I didn't already have the novel I was going to write for NanoWrimo I'd write this one!
Here's how it would break down....
Henry: writes about happenings on the ship from his point of view
Spencer: writes about happenings on the ship from HER point of view [aka Henry is exaggerating] as well as accounts of what really happened between her and Fioni
Aicilla: writes about things in a neutral voice as well as giving hints of backstory, she also has humorous lists, grocery lists, book lists, and letters to siblings
Jax/Mishi/Smith/Gizmo: random lists/letters
Illira: memos, and journal entries after she meets Henry [he gets her interested in that. She begins journaling/letter writing while Fioni has captured her...] She also writes about her and Vin's conversations
Fioni/Morgenstern: letters back and forth
Vin: perhaps a few letters at Illira's encouragement
The bulk of the story will be told by Spencer and Henry's journals with the other stuff supplementing. I think it also might be fun to throw in faux newspaper articles and whatnot to make it more interesting...We'll have to see if I survive NanoWrimo with my sanity intact first...or at least partially intact...it could be fun to write while semi-sane....enough of that!
That's all for now...I'll post NanoWrimo results as they come and or I get brain block/procrastination...my hands are very very cold.....
T'yar!!
I had two days off... I:
1: Read an entire 400 page book [granted it was a children's book so it was sort of easy...but on the other hand Peter and the Starcatchers is fabulously tragically adventurous, she says creating adjectives where needed!]
2: Halfway outlined my NanoWrimo project: Children of Destiny [Saturday is closing in!!!!!]
3: Had wonderfully fun snuggle time with Kalin!
4. Piddled around the house [haven't done that in ages!]
5: Had lunch with me Da! [That's just a fun phrase!]
6: Feel utterly refreshed for this work week! [Speaking of which I should go work now!]
Coming soon: A full review of Peter and the Starcatchers!!!
A list of my favorite fight scenes ever!
List of favorite secondary characters [starting with Mister Gibbs and the firstmate from Stardust!]
More random Randomness! WOOT!
The End...there isn't anymore...
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Strange Jobs...
So...I have this real desk job type thing at The Academy Theatre...which has the usual desk job type things that need to be done. But today I had a much more interesting time at 'work' as it were...
Today I was NOT Lainey Elise Welsch aka The Dread Pirate Lainey Marketing Director and Production Assistant at The Academy Theatre. Today I was Nell Manchester, good friend of Mister Charles Dickens " 'ere to tell ya a wee bit about a play they is goin' t'be a'doin' up at th' Academy Theatre!"
In other words I got to dress up like a British street person and hawk our play and let people know about our theatre. I learned several interesting things today:
1. People will listen to you talk about just about anything if you have a British accent! [There were literally people staring at my mouth while I was talking! It was sort of weird...]
2. Part of the marketing problem for The Academy is that a lot of people think we are Push Push theatre-and while they do good work too- WE ARE NOT THEM!!! So it was a great opportunity to actually tell people face to face where we were, which I think will help things tremendously.
3. It is physically exhausting to be another persona for more than two hours!!!
4. [Although is more an aside than anything else.] Turkey club paninis from Urban Grounds and Vitamin Water are LIFE SAVERS!!!
That's all...there isn't any more!
Radio show tonight!! WOOT!
Two down one more to go!!
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Heh...
So the funny thing about life The Universe and everything is that The Universe is most often a snarky b***h!! Every time I say something to someone or blog about getting something done- IT NEVER HAPPENS!! Curse you Universe!!!
So needless to say I did not get to the scanner like I wanted yesterday[Tuesday rather...] because I went over to my mom's yesterday [Tuesday actually...] to do laundry only to discover that I had forgotten the keys to get in! Therefore I had to drive farther out to my dad's house which took up all the time that I was going to use scanning stuff before I talked to Gay's class...I'll try to get to a scanner when I can! [I think that's safe to say...I hope The Universe won't thwart these pseudo-not-really-plans!!]
In other news I am going to participate in NaNo WriMo this year! I have signed up and everything! Two possible outcomes will happen 1. I disappear for awhile because I am actually writing! Or 2. I am here more often because I am stuck and or procrastinating!! WE'LL SEE!!!
I am very excited about it though...I'll write Children of Destiny once and for all!!!
Ok, now I have to get my butt out of the cozy bed and go to the grocery store...blech...I hate doing domestic stuff...
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Good News!
I will have a chance to get to a scanner today to um...well scan stuff!! Among the goodies I hope to post later today:
1. Strange Walker [my Creature of the Week idea from conceptart.org. I missed the deadline for posting, but I'm still proud of the picture. Still needs a few tweaks but I want to get it up here!]
2. Batch of Halloween Bookmarks! [They're soooo cute!]
3. Other finished bookmarks!
4. A few new sketch pages, Yes, I've actually been sketching!!
More to this effect later today! WOOT...I need coffee....
1. Strange Walker [my Creature of the Week idea from conceptart.org. I missed the deadline for posting, but I'm still proud of the picture. Still needs a few tweaks but I want to get it up here!]
2. Batch of Halloween Bookmarks! [They're soooo cute!]
3. Other finished bookmarks!
4. A few new sketch pages, Yes, I've actually been sketching!!
More to this effect later today! WOOT...I need coffee....
It has been lovely to be creatively active here lately in spite of all the work stuffs. I've discovered I just have to take an hour in the evening to put aside work and just do some creative things, and that I can work on small steps towards the bigger goal. It's been quite invigorating, but I guess its all part of learning how to transition from 17 years of a school schedule to a work schedule. I feel like I'm finally getting to be me!
Kalin said something the other day that made me feel good too. We were talking abstractly about when we get married and have kids and whatnot and he was talking about his friends mom who had always been a stay at home mother and was a little over protective and a little crazy and I said I wanted to stay at home with my children, but I didn't want to become a crazy mom like that with nothing better to do than worry about my kids and he said "No, you wouldn't be like that, you'd be a stay at home artist. You'll have plenty to do and I'll make sure you can do it."
That made me feel better about that transition-though don't think I'm wanting it any time soon. It's just nice to know that it will be like that when it does....it's going to be another weird transition when Kalin has a teaching job...but we'll cross that hurdle when we get there....time to oust the kitty from my lap and take a shower!
Monday, October 20, 2008
Hehe...
So it has been a reeeeeeeeeallly long time and part of that is due to several things:
1. I'm silly and forgot I had this blog, and then created a livejournal blog for my art stuffs and then rediscovered this one! I have hence decided to make this my personal blog about personal stuffs [but not too graphic, there are children in the audience!]
2. I graduated school [as of May 2008] and have since then been thrust out into the cruel world to fend for myself in a cold pitiless world of corporate zombies and fanatical anarchists!!! Umm...yeah that was a tad melodramatic, I apologize. But it is true that I have been very busy trying to mold a career for myself with growing success [more about that in another entry!]
3. Damn...I forgot what the third reason is...silly llamas distracted me...I'll get back to you on that!
But the important thing is I'm BACK!! And I will probably be updating this rather frequently seeing as how I now have internet at my house, no homework to contend with, and rather frequent bouts of insomnia-and rather than do something productively creative I'd rather putz around on the Internets!!! WOOT!!
I still may post random art stuffs, writing stuffs and random random stuffs, but I actually have separate blogs for all of that!
http://tofu-toast.livejournal.com My Official ART Blog!
http://ophelia-crane.livejournal.com My Official WRITING Blog! [and other assorted weirdness!]
http://steamgeartavern.livejournal.com My Writing Group Blog Turned Upcoming Epistolary Novelization of 'The True History of Henry Rayne and the Airship Pirates' per Smooty's request Blog!
http://wicked-lamppost.blogspot.com My Random Writing Project That I Forgot the Password To, But Never Fear Will Resurrect Soon Blog!
There's also http://widgetambolia.deviantart.com Which is my ART Site!
I am working on a schedule of updates so that I can update all these things with semi-frequency! More to come later!!! Ciao!
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