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|Monday, June 18th, 2007|
|One Piece - the Mugiwara Crew, 20 Truths Edition
In the interest of not spamming everyone's friends-pages with too-long entries, I'll post this under a cut.
- a word that usually refers to friends or comrades. In the One Piece world - and for the main characters especially - it's somewhere between friend, family and 'someone I would sooner lose a limb than leave behind'. It's... a powerful word. Shichibukai
- translated as approximately 'Seven Warlords of the Sea'. Supremely powerful pirates in the employ of the government; they get to pirate the seas, in exchange for keeping other pirates under control. Seven of the strongest pirates in the entire world
. ( Read more...Collapse ) Current Mood: creative
|Friday, May 25th, 2007|
|On a more serious note....
.... My graduation is two weeks away tomorrow. I'm beginning to panic slightly.
The only really stressful thing left for me to accomplish is the editing of an art-flick for Motion Picture class (to be edited by three girls who have little to no clue what they are doing, and it's to be done in two hours of classtime and one Wednesday evening.) However, I'm sure that'll work out fine.
What has really got me panicking is that my class - my wonderful, sweethearted class (with a few exceptions, who are better off not spoken about) - is going to split up on June 9th, and some of us will quite possibly never see each other again.
I've lived with these people for three years. We've accomplished one hell of a lot together, and I can count on the fingers of one hand the people I've ever had true problems with. The rest of them... well, it's been the best class in my school career. And no, that isn't just nostalgia talking. I've spent three years with talented, intelligent, funny people; people who care
, people who don't just smile and nod when I talk but actively take part
in the conversation, no matter what I talk about. The latest in the row in proof of that is today, when I've been lugging around a towel, and most people are interested in knowing why
, and not so they can mock me, but so that they can participate.
.... I'm carrying around my camera for the next two weeks, and I'm taking as many photos as I can. I'll be posting them on afterthesun.bilddagboken.se (the one for Wednesday-through-Friday will be posted this weekend, but to their appropriate calendar-dates) for anyone who's interested. I will - cutting away only the truly blurry pictures - try to document these last two weeks, so that I have something to remember them all by. Because that is the least they deserve. Current Mood: slight panic
|All The Little Angels Rise Up High......
...see how they rise up,
rise up, rise up.
See the little angels rise up high...
Today - the Glorious 25th of May - I wore the lilac. Not because I was there, but because I wasn't, and some things need to be remembered anyway. I pinned the lilac to my bag and walked around all day with it; perhaps not the best memorial, but I did it all the same.
... For those of you lost after the initial two paragaphs, I refer you to Terry Pratchett's Night Watch
. Bring tissues.
Also, on a slightly cheerier note, happy International Towel Day. I hope you remembered to bring your towel with you today. Current Mood: nerdy
|Wednesday, April 18th, 2007|
|Aaaaand - the One Piece fanfic-monster-bunny ambushes me again.
Right. So. I've caught up on the One Piece anime (well... I'm two episodes behind.) And the last slew of episodes has been dramatic, to say the very least. My last post was about Luffy and Nami and the Aqua Laguna - this one takes place a little further down the line, and the dialogue in it is stolen from the vegapunk-fansubs. FanficFandom:
One Piece (Water 7-arc)Length
1046 words, one-shotSummary:
Nico Robin, kneeling, on the bridge before the gates of hell.( Read more...Collapse ) Current Mood: tired
|Monday, April 9th, 2007|
|Long Time, No See.
So yeah. I haven't been here for a good long while. There's no reason, really - except that I've had so much else to do, and even when I didn't, there wasn't anything worth posting about. However, now I've got something; fanfiction!
I've been playing catch-up on the One Piece anime - there's over 300 episodes out, and I've seen 265 now. Which means I'm smack in the middle of the Water 7-arc (I'll save my fangirlish, over-awed ramblings on the sheer awesomeness of this piece of story-telling genius for some other post), which has begged me to write fanfiction. Now, I'm not going to subject you to my undoubtedly rambling, pointless Nami/Paulie-shipping, and instead give you this disjointed, rambly, no-shipping-what-so-ever one-shot concerning Nami, Luffy, rooftop running in the rain and - as with every story - blood. Because of the title of the episode where this happens, I'm calling it Soul To Scream( Read more...Collapse ) Current Mood: accomplished
|Wednesday, February 14th, 2007|
|Oh, Woe Is Me
No, this is not a woeful declaration of loneliness over Valentine's Day.
I'm bemoaning the fact that drunkduck.com is apparently deceased. I'm hoping it's only temporary, because I can't get at my own comic, everyone else's
comics are all gone and the login keeps saying my login is invalid.
I swear, that evil green duck is sniggering at me. *shakes fist* But I shall prevail! If this isn't fixed before tomorrow, I'm.....
.... writing angry letters, or something. Current Mood: woeful
|Sunday, February 11th, 2007|
|In the interest of blowing dust away from this thing...
Whew. It's been a long time since the last entry, hasn't it?
I just don't have a lot to talk about - or, rather, I do
, but whenever I come up with a brilliant lj entry, it's usually 03.30 in the morning and I forget it before morning. How have I spent the time away, then?
Well, I've started up a whole lot of new projects. My webcomic is one of those (located at drunkduck.com, search for Morphic to anyone who's interested), and that
has been a fun little project to embark on. Writing and drawing a comic is wholly different from anything I've ever done before - merely drawing a character is easy; all you have to do is figure out what they look like and then find some pose that isn't physically impossible and draw them. Writing is a little bit more complicated, but it comes easier with practise.
Comic-creation, though? It marries the two things I find the hardest - writing passable dialogue and drawing the same character over and over and have them look the same - into one diabolical whole. The interesting thing is, I find it the most entertaining thing I've ever done. Either this proves that perhaps it's not so diabolical to begin with, or that I have finally gone certifiably insane.
Either one, really.
... I shall endeavour to find something more interesting to talk about next time. I promise. Current Mood: inspired
|Sunday, December 3rd, 2006|
|[This Space Is Intentionally Left Blank]
Right... so... Imagine one lit candle and three unlit ones, and a lot of Christmas-carols in the background. The First Advent today (don't know if anyone but Sweden even has
that "holiday", but still). Nothing much happening. I raided a temple, killed a dozen unholy walking dead, climbed an icy mountains and talked to a man with goat-horns today. Yes, this does mean I played Final Fantasy 12 since breakfast.
So... I came out on the other side of NaNo hale and healthy, which is a lot better than can be expected. I hate my plot - but I hate my plot every year, as soon as I'm finished, so that's no big deal - but I love my characters, so that's good. We'll see what'll come of it. 82k words. In 29 days. It's insane
, mind-breaking and utterly, utterly mad-in-white-linen - and still I do it to myself every year.
Slap me in a white shirt and lock me in the loony-bin - I'm sure I'd get along fine with the other residents, though they might complain about my maniacal laughter.
Speaking of maniacal laughter - another story-idea came to me the other day. It's got redheaded girls, large bluegreen monsters, a travelling circus and a guy dressed up in birdwings. It's a children's book, too, which might actually amount to something. As long as I can keep it from becoming too morbid - even though I'm of the opinion that little children are capable of comprehending things far more morbid than we think they can.
Tomorrow, I start reading GRRM again! Whoooop! Brutal fantasy, knights, winter-monsters, dragons, people who are actually people and no one being safe from dying - it's the shiniest, grittiest thing since the world began. *nods*
Right. Enough rambling. Now I'm going to go watch artsy, nifty tv-shows about words. Yes
- you read that right. Words
. *inner author-freak dies in pure bliss* There is a paradise! Current Mood: bouncing off the walls
|Sunday, November 12th, 2006|
|NaNoWriMo - Day Twelve Report
I broke 50k last night! Eeeee! *dances*
I've got 52002 now, and the plot is going really strong - I figured out an ending! Cathal Merrick came back and was awesome for all of a thousand words! They've figured out Whitlow was poisoned! I'm abusing exclamation-marks and I don't care!
... er. Yes. I broke 50k in eleven days, just like I said in my last post that I would. Yes, I write this much because I enjoy it. Yes, I do this every year. Yes, I still panic before every November. Yes, I still manage to win every year. Yes, my idea of fun really is
to lock myself in my room and split open the writerly vein and then not leave my keyboard until I am done.
Yes, you may shoot me now. Or commit me. Whichever is the easiest. Current Mood: bouncing off the ceiling
|Friday, November 10th, 2006|
|NaNoWriMo - Day Ten Report
If I work a little harder for the last few hours before midnight, I'll have 45k before I go to bed. Tomorrow, I'll break the 50k limit for sure.
The last time I managed 50k in eleven days was back in 2003, and that novel was a vampire-horror-half-assed-romance novel full of utter, utter crap. Verbal diahrrea with a plot you could drive trucks through. This year, I'd like to think my plot is a little more engaging and a little more, well, plotty. There's a lot more of it to go around, that's for sure.
I've got secondary characters running wild over the pages, stealing the plot and the scenes and the spotlight, and half of my main characters haven't even shown up
yet, even though the murder-investigation is almost halfway over. The funniest lot of them have only had three lines so far, but thankfully, he's coming around again soon, and I have no doubt he'll waltz in and steal the show, just like he's been threatening to do.
I just hope Mr. Scary-Sword-Wielding-Grinning-Maniac won't offer to by my FMC for three elephants, like he's
been threatening to do. o.O Current Mood: writerly
|Sunday, November 5th, 2006|
|NaNoWriMo - Report, Day Five
So. Day Five is now over. So is my week-long holiday, and tomorrow I'm going back to school. I've worries about being able to reach 50k - the part where I might lose interest and never finish the thing is still there, but I don't think it will become a problem.
Over the last five days, I've managed to write 30913 words. I've less than 20k to go. Even if I have to spend two hours every day on doing homework or working on my senior project, I will still be able to squeeze out a minimum of 2k every day. I know, because I've done it before, and considering that I will have more words coming out of week one than I have any of my previous years - well, it just won't be a problem.
The mystery is getting nicely tangled now; my main characters are chasing down all sorts of clues as to who murdered the man who is found dead in the prologue, and I really, really like most of the characters. Ezekiel Marley is all sorts of shiny, and Cathal Merrick is quite fun to write, especially since I can take the liberty of making him really, really grumpy because of his constant leg-ache and the limping. (Why, no, he is not channeling Gregory House - why are you asking? It's an old war-injury, 'kay?) My favourite to write remains Clarabell Levins, but Saskia is kind of fun too. Especially when she's alone with her family.
But enough rambling now. Current Mood: bouncy and satisfied
|Wednesday, November 1st, 2006|
|NaNoWriMo - Day One Report
So, the insanity is finally here. Lo, the floodgates have opened and all that.
I stayed up waiting for midnight, and managed to write 2092 words in just over an hour and fifteen minutes. Then I went to sleep, woke up at nine and set off again - pace slowed down, because daylight hours have so many more distractions than nighttime, but I have still managed a total of 6200 since midnight.
The plot is revving up - the corpse has been found, and the character who found it is surprisingly easy to write, as is my FMC, which is a good thing, the foreshadowing and the clues-hidden-inside-descriptive-language is slowly coming together. It's not brilliant, and sometimes I think "Oh, this will be changed in the re-write" even as I type it, but it's coming together.
It's not a record-breaking 12 000 words yet (Don't ask - I don't know what I was on either), but the 7000 I'm hoping for before November 1st is over is still a respectable number. Current Mood: writerly
|Monday, October 23rd, 2006|
|.... And the sudden panic sets in.
So.... NaNo is in a little over a week.
I have a murder-victim, a whole slew of characters, a good grip on the plot - I'm even starting to play with the idea of which kind of para-text goes where (i.e: letters at the beginning of chapters, quotes stuck as chapter-headers, things like that) - and really, the only thing that isn't completely nailed down is how it ends.
Watch me panicking anyway. Last year went perfectly fine and I didn't have half
the plotting I have this year. Perhaps I've just gotten into the habit of panicking as I realise that yes, I have seven days to go before I have to start hammering away at my keyboard. The only thing that's really changed this year is that I'm in my third and final year in upper secondary school, which means I have a truckload of things to do and no time at all to do it in.
On the roster for November is - besides NaNo and the all-encompassing panic-y insanity that
is - quite a few things.
1. A national test in Swedish. (By the way, I think I have the first one on Friday, and the second one - which is five hours long - somewhere in mid-November. o.O)
2. The planning, recording and editing of an art-flick (3-4 minutes long, but still) for my Motion Picture-class.
3. I am expected to - aside from all the other school-related things - work really hard on my senior project, which means I will have very little time to do the last thing on my list, which is....
But I'll be fine. I'll make it. I've done this before - it's easy
At least, if I keep telling myself that, it might even come true. (I think I can, I think I can, I think I can...) Current Mood: panic-y
|Tuesday, September 19th, 2006|
|Capt'n's Log, September 19th!
Ahoy! This here's yer captain speakin', an' I'll be sayin' like so:
Today's th' most glorious o' days! Today, we be celebratin' th' wonder o' salty speech an' salty dogs! Curs an' wenches all o'er th' wide blue seas'll be shiverin' ta th' sounds o' our names!
The day's been a good one to me - all o' th' world bent their heads to me greatness, an' I won me duels. (No man can stand afore Dirty Anne Bonney without shakin' in 'is boots!) Th' fare o' th' galley is done gone bad, an' it went down me gut like poison an' rotgut, but I lived ta tell th' tale, an' spit on anyone who dares say any diff'rent!
I commandeered a fine vessel (bluer'n th' great wide seas, an' twice as beautiful, I tell ye!) an' sailed fer home, wind in me sails an' gold in me pocket. I'll be comin' home triumphant today!
|Wednesday, September 13th, 2006|
|Sunday, September 3rd, 2006|
Sooo... Steampunk. Yup. Never written it before, but it's very shiny - must be all the brass steam-engines, or something.
Sooo... Murder-mystery. Never written it before, but it's got a lot of potential, and it will probably keep me from writing silly romance on the side (which I'm not good at, which is why I need to keep away from it).
So, what am I writing for NaNo this year?
A steampunk murder-mystery.
Yes, I have been called crazy on more than one occasion. I'm testing out not only a whole new genre, but two
new genres for me, and for a book that needs to be at least halfway done in thirty days. It's a bit like standing on a hilltop in a thunderstorm wearing full armour, shouting "All gods are bastards!" at the top of your lungs (thank you, Terry Pratchett, for that description. It's wonderful). By November 4th, I've no doubt my head will be exploding with the sheer frustration of it all.
What follows here is part ramble, part character-sketching and part world-building, which is why it goes under the cut - I wouldn't want to clutter up your friends-lists.... ( Steampunk murder-mystery; how"s that for complicated?Collapse )
Sheesh - that was one heck of a ramble.... Over 1200 words, according to my word-doc.... Well, see you next time! Current Mood: patchy
|Thursday, August 17th, 2006|
|Sunday, July 16th, 2006|
|Saturday, July 8th, 2006|
Someone really needs to stop me before I hurt myself. I'm convinced that fanfiction is bad for my health; this took me three days to finish, and for two nights running now, I haven't gotten to bed before three in the morning. o.O
Oh well. I present to you; a long, rambling FFVII-oneshot. May be Vincent/Tifa. May not be. May not be anything but a bunch of strange references, but that's something I'm going to have to live with. ( my first venture into fanfic for several monthsCollapse ) Current Mood: sparkly
|Sunday, June 25th, 2006|
My goal for the month of June was (is) 30k. I have now written 37k. But, it's better to overshoot goals and be satisfied than to set too high goals and be disappointed. ( In other, more interesting news,Collapse ) Current Mood: rambly and high on paint-fumes