Nanoness...
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perididdle'Sun filtered through the trees, sending down ripples of light that spotted the well worn path that lay ahead, pointing out the easiest way through the sprawling countryside and light forests. Birds flew across the trail, darting after the same seeds as squirrels and chipmunks. The two women riding along through the woods could hear the rush of a babbling brook. Well, not really the rush. More of the quiet rustle of the water. Though, water doesn’t rustle, one would suppose. But does a brook babble? It certainly doesn’t, it sounds more like water, really. Since it’s a brook. A running brook. Not babbling. But it does sound good in the setting. But, really, squirrels and birds? There aren’t happy moments like that. There’s a war going on. In France. Or…that’s a little later, and there weren’t really any battles in England, but that’s not the point. The point is, things are pretty, the brook is running, and people are riding horsies.'
You actually think all 50,000 words I wrote in November were serious? *GIGGLES*
Lisha got to write her sex scene with As Long As Your Mine, so dangit...I got to do narrative rants. Yes. And, I got to use as many song lyrics as I damn well felt like using. I've done that both years, even in the 8k words I wrote in 2003, I used lyrics from Oliver & Company, The Murmurs, and a few others. This time around I got to use the likes of Les Mis and Chorus Line. And at one point in the parts I've reread, there's this...
“Right. Of course. Wonderful…they’ll call it wonderful…” Eliza made a face, “When I die of pure, unadulterated loathing.”
*Pets Eliza* I still kind of hate her. She was a Dawn, pure and simple. Then she decided she could tell the future in her dreams. Not that she shared this with me AT ALL until it was too late to fix. *Mutter*
I felt like randomly rereading my Nano. I haven't finished Lisha's, yet I very muchly want to. But in reading mine I figured out that November wasn't a waste. I'm all proud of my 50,000 words in themself, but I've actually gotten some amusement in it, and I like some sections so far. (I haven't really read my lovely NaNo novel since very early December.) Plus I realize how much I absolutely ADORED Hugh. He made me giggle and he was such a grand father....
Then demons sucked out his soul. I mean, what can you do...it still makes me sad. But I needed a reason for Tessa to want to turn, and that's what I chose. I wanted her to turn Eliza and kill Emma, so I couldn't off either of them. Very sad. I liked Hugh, I shall say again...he had a cane that he carried around because he thought it was just funny to swing it as he walked. *Sqishles Hugh*
I still haven't finished this thing. I want to completely revamp (ha, ha, very funny) it, and shorten the time span and everything. Because too many centuries, really. Plus, I skipped a bunch to get to 1990, which was lots of fun because of the New Yorkness, along with the random happening of Grace/Tessa, Xavier/Tessa. And I didn't get very far with that until I hit 50,201 and I stopped so I could pass out. I had quite a bit of X/T, then I think I got to skip to more or less present time, and that would SO cue the appearance of the characters I chose the story for...Andrew and Spike, damnit. The grand thing about writing a vampire story is that you can create a lot of your own stuff, but as long as you follow a little line of someone else's universe, you can connect it with somethin' else. And it was supposed to end with slayers. And of course Spuffy, and a complete lack of Tessa and a lot of POOF!Dust from the vampies. So much fun. But I didn't get there. I did get a lovely phone call with Darla and mention of Dru. Yay!
*Jumps up and down* Bah, this ranting is fun! But I must get back to reading...*Toddles off to hurry through a bunch of Eliza crap...the Tessa/Isabella stuff is sooo much more fun.*
-Maddy
P.S. "Joan," She snapped as the vampire began dissolving into dust, "The vampire slayer." Yeah, yeah...the first slayer in the story is actually named Joan. I desperately want her to say "Nobody messes with Joan the vampire slayer!" but I don't want to be obvious. *Eye roll*
Return of the P.S. "Oh, now, must you always act like a victimized ass?"
Zach spun around and growled in full game face. Grace blinked and stared at him, unsure if she has really seen him do such a thing.
"Zach?" She imitated him, twirling around so her richly colored hair spun outwards. "The 'grr, argh' thing you have going on…not very threatening when I can do the exact same thing." None of my make characters have the fun lines. No, they all come from Isabella, Joan or Grace...sometimes Tessa (She sang 'Ice, Ice Baby' in a car while driving from Indiana to New York City...what can I say, it amused me.) or Eliza. But it's mostly my vampy ladies. Maybe the weirdness is the reason Tessa always wants to sleep with Isabella or Grace. Isabella had Nicholas, but he didn't care, hell he was allll about the threesomes (sadly, I think only Marquis managed that one) and Grace just liked to have many people, though Zach didn't like that. But that actually didn't matter at the 1990 point, where Tessa realizes Grace is nummy.
Okay, okay, I'll stop leaving annoyingly long posts without LJ cuts. I think this is my 5th post today. Gah, I'm so bored...
You actually think all 50,000 words I wrote in November were serious? *GIGGLES*
Lisha got to write her sex scene with As Long As Your Mine, so dangit...I got to do narrative rants. Yes. And, I got to use as many song lyrics as I damn well felt like using. I've done that both years, even in the 8k words I wrote in 2003, I used lyrics from Oliver & Company, The Murmurs, and a few others. This time around I got to use the likes of Les Mis and Chorus Line. And at one point in the parts I've reread, there's this...
“Right. Of course. Wonderful…they’ll call it wonderful…” Eliza made a face, “When I die of pure, unadulterated loathing.”
*Pets Eliza* I still kind of hate her. She was a Dawn, pure and simple. Then she decided she could tell the future in her dreams. Not that she shared this with me AT ALL until it was too late to fix. *Mutter*
I felt like randomly rereading my Nano. I haven't finished Lisha's, yet I very muchly want to. But in reading mine I figured out that November wasn't a waste. I'm all proud of my 50,000 words in themself, but I've actually gotten some amusement in it, and I like some sections so far. (I haven't really read my lovely NaNo novel since very early December.) Plus I realize how much I absolutely ADORED Hugh. He made me giggle and he was such a grand father....
Then demons sucked out his soul. I mean, what can you do...it still makes me sad. But I needed a reason for Tessa to want to turn, and that's what I chose. I wanted her to turn Eliza and kill Emma, so I couldn't off either of them. Very sad. I liked Hugh, I shall say again...he had a cane that he carried around because he thought it was just funny to swing it as he walked. *Sqishles Hugh*
I still haven't finished this thing. I want to completely revamp (ha, ha, very funny) it, and shorten the time span and everything. Because too many centuries, really. Plus, I skipped a bunch to get to 1990, which was lots of fun because of the New Yorkness, along with the random happening of Grace/Tessa, Xavier/Tessa. And I didn't get very far with that until I hit 50,201 and I stopped so I could pass out. I had quite a bit of X/T, then I think I got to skip to more or less present time, and that would SO cue the appearance of the characters I chose the story for...Andrew and Spike, damnit. The grand thing about writing a vampire story is that you can create a lot of your own stuff, but as long as you follow a little line of someone else's universe, you can connect it with somethin' else. And it was supposed to end with slayers. And of course Spuffy, and a complete lack of Tessa and a lot of POOF!Dust from the vampies. So much fun. But I didn't get there. I did get a lovely phone call with Darla and mention of Dru. Yay!
*Jumps up and down* Bah, this ranting is fun! But I must get back to reading...*Toddles off to hurry through a bunch of Eliza crap...the Tessa/Isabella stuff is sooo much more fun.*
-Maddy
P.S. "Joan," She snapped as the vampire began dissolving into dust, "The vampire slayer." Yeah, yeah...the first slayer in the story is actually named Joan. I desperately want her to say "Nobody messes with Joan the vampire slayer!" but I don't want to be obvious. *Eye roll*
Return of the P.S. "Oh, now, must you always act like a victimized ass?"
Zach spun around and growled in full game face. Grace blinked and stared at him, unsure if she has really seen him do such a thing.
"Zach?" She imitated him, twirling around so her richly colored hair spun outwards. "The 'grr, argh' thing you have going on…not very threatening when I can do the exact same thing." None of my make characters have the fun lines. No, they all come from Isabella, Joan or Grace...sometimes Tessa (She sang 'Ice, Ice Baby' in a car while driving from Indiana to New York City...what can I say, it amused me.) or Eliza. But it's mostly my vampy ladies. Maybe the weirdness is the reason Tessa always wants to sleep with Isabella or Grace. Isabella had Nicholas, but he didn't care, hell he was allll about the threesomes (sadly, I think only Marquis managed that one) and Grace just liked to have many people, though Zach didn't like that. But that actually didn't matter at the 1990 point, where Tessa realizes Grace is nummy.
Okay, okay, I'll stop leaving annoyingly long posts without LJ cuts. I think this is my 5th post today. Gah, I'm so bored...
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Date: 2005-02-12 09:27 pm (UTC)*Pets Lisha*
....no. *Hugs* Because I'm mean, and paranoid and it's icky. I'm gonna go snippet crazy, soon, which is so a step forward for me...maybe it's like a 12 step program from being so freakish out my writing...snippets can be step number 4! *Yay number 4*