Friday, January 29, 2010
Freaky aint it (and yes i do have purple/plumish hair - have I mentioned how much i like that colour lol).
Now do you and post me a link :)
Of course, this has nothing to do with procrastination/boredom at all!!
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Ha! Who am i kidding, my life is a list!
However even though I do make lists, I usually end up ignoring them but i've decided to take a leave out of Hermia's blog and made up alist of things that make my life meaningful etc.
I didn't have a designated number but i came up with 201. Some i've done already which have always been goals of mine (so i've included them). Insane list, i know. I really like some though, like give a stranger a card or leave flowers on a grave. Very Amelie IMO
1. Write a book, which I’m proud of (even if it’s never published)
2 Be published (at least once)
3. Write a collection of poems
4. Have a collection/number/one of poem(s) published
5. Meet Seamus Heaney
6. Swim with a dolphin
7. Skydive/Bungee jump (absolutely petrified of heights)
8. Ride a rollercoaster (scared of heights)
9. Have my portrait painted
10. Learn Latin
11. Learn and be able to converse in Irish
12. Be an extra in a film
13. Go ice skating
Be a member of an audience on TV show
15. Visit Washington DC (home of the west wing lol)
16. Learn to dance properly (i.e. waltz etc.)
17. Fall in love
18. Ride on the orient express
19. Learn to play a musical instrument
20. Learn to play a muse song
21. Spend a night in a haunted house
22. See a lunar eclipse
23. Spend a new years in an exotic (foreign) location
24. Support and get involved in a cause/charity
25. Ask someone you just met on a date
26. Sleep under the stars
27. Stay up all night for sunrise
28. Touch a tarantula (I’ve terrible arachnophobia)
29. Grow a garden
30. Get to my ‘perfect’ size
31. Be in a relationship for longer than 10 minutes
32. Learn to swim
33. Run in a marathon for charity
34. Cycle across Ireland
35. Go up in a hot-air balloon
36. Go to Glastonbury
37. Go to Auschwitz
38. Learn/try skiing
39. Trace my family ancestry/tree
40. Visit Niagara Falls
41. Travel across two continents by train
42. Visit Canada
43. Visit Egypt
44. Visit New Zealand
45. Visit Japan
46. Meet people I’ve become friends with on the internet in person (who are not psychos)
47. Learn to drive
48. Get my licence
49. Buy a car
50. Get my PhD
51. Meet Joss Whedon
52. Take art/drawing lessons
53. Go back to horse ridding
54. Take up Drama again
55. Be in a play
56. Learn photography
57. Read Harry Potter
58. Meet Marcus Zusak
59. Meet Alison Croggon
60. Meet John Connolly
61. Stop worrying about things outside of my control
62. Set foot on all seven continents
63. Go on safari in Africa
64. Visit New Orleans
65. See a broadway/westend musical
66. Go to Burning Man
67. See Muse in foreign country (Wembley)
69. Visit Jane Austen’s home
70. Visit Great Wall of China
71. Become a parent (when I’m thirty something)
72. Get Married (also in my thirties)
73. Go to the theatre (not counting Pantos!)
74. Go to a health spa for a day
75. Surprise someone
76. Ask a stranger out on a date
77. Go whale watching
78. Visit Machu Picchu/Inca Trail
79. See the Northern Lights
80. Visit Poland
81. Be happy and confident with myself
82. Go on a holiday/camping trip with horses
83. Give blood (I’m very squeamish)
Visit Coliseum and have gladiator moment
88. Visit Stonehenge
89. Visit New Grange on solstice
90. Buy a homeless person some food
91. Write an autobiography
92. Be asked for my ‘autograph’
93. Horse ride on the beach
94. Have professional makeover and photo shot
95. Visit Athens (and ancient Greek sites)
See Pisa and Venice
97. Visit Iceland
98. Learn CPR/First aid
99. Be mean to someone i don't like!
100. Find perfect pair of jeans (and buy ten)
101. See the Terracotta Warriors
102. Carry a donor card
103. Keep a New Year’s Resolution
104. Send a *yuck* valentines card
105. Try to dowse for water
106. Make a jam
107. Visit LA, walk along the Hollywood walk of fame
108. Learn to play poker (properly – match sticks don’t count)
109. Celebrate New years in New York
110. Celebrate Mardi Gras in New Orleans
111. Climb Sydney Harbour Bridge (again terrified of heights)
112. Stand up for someone/myself
113. See something on Broadway
114. Find perfect fountain pen
115. Cook Christmas Dinner
116. Kiss under mistletoe
117. Hide something in a photo frame
Pet a Kangaroo in Australia
119. Drink a Cosmopolitan in New york
120. Have a sex on the beach before/after/whilst having ;) on the beach
121. Wear a real corset
122. Get a tattoo
Get favourite book signed by favourite author
124. Fly first class
125. Be published (in journal) academically
126. Be published (in book) acadaemically
127. Own a ‘real’ leather jacket (not a pvc one)
128. See King tut
129. Go to comedy festival in Edinburgh
130. Go to comedy festival in Montreal
131. Kiss a girl
132. Take a risk
134. Get a bikini wax
Get a first degree
Get a first masters
137. Find out what blood type I am
138. Go on a blind date
139. Be able to change a tyre
140. Receive a love letter/poem
141. Send a love letter/poem
142. Learn self-defence/martial art
143. Visit Russia
144. Have breakfast at tiffany’s
145. Read the entire Children’s Britannica
146. Read the entire Adult’s Britannica
147. Go out 7 nights in a row
148. See David Bowie Live
Join a gym
150. Lose weight/drop dress size
151. Be a better listener
152. Overcome a bad habit
153. Learn to keep proper posture naturally
154. Find my signature scent
155. Find a decent foundation/tinted moisturiser
156. Pretend to be a tourist for a day in Dublin
157. Write a list of 50 quotes that inspire me
158. Learn photoshop
159. Watch all the Land before times (Marathon)
160. Celebrate a holiday half-a-year later
Don’t drink till I’m 21 (its legal from 18 here)
162. For one year, take a picture a day
164. Read all of my books
165. Try and look nice as much as I can (rather than looking like what my mam nicely puts as ‘looking like a knacker’)
166. Look good naked
167. Name something/someone I take for granted and change it
168. Get down to right %fat
169. Read Ulysses by James Joyce, and then do Bloomsbury day
170. Read all Irish writers/poets
171. Reread Roald Dahl’s Books
172. ReRead favourite children’s books
173. Complete FITG
174. Complete Basic List
175. Feel like the only woman in the room
176. Get a taxi in New York
177. Get a vibrator ;)
178. Read all the books in Matilda
180. Take every opportunity that comes my way
181. Leave flowers on a random grave
182. Do ‘Amelie’ and take an inanimate object travelling with me
183. Spend one day ‘unplugged’ from internet AND TV
184. Keep my ‘unplugged’ weeks
185. Have a New Year’s kiss
186. Visit a dude ranch
187. Learn palmistry/astrology
Ride a Camel
Climb a sand dune
191. Be a vegetarian for a week
192. Play a video game
193. Meet up with College/home friends regularly
194. Leave a stranger a Christmas present at their door
195. Learn Morse code
Play a didjerydoo
197. Let a coin decide all my decisions for the day
198. Do a review/article for my local paper
199. Live abroad for 6 months
200. Sleep in a car for the night
Win a competition
203. Capetown- Cairo with Rovos Rail
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Whats the DW Blog, you ask? Well following this post about my feelings on writing and conversations with Corra (a fellow DW) i've made up a support group/blog for those of us who find writing isn't the easiest or most pleasurable thing in the world.
So Are you a DW Writer?
Well take a look at our lovely questionnaire below.
1. You read the following comment and react in the following way:
"I absolutely love to write, if I couldn't write - I would die"
a. Agree completely, you feel the exact same way!
b. You 'get' the comment, you love to write!
c. You don't get this statement at all, writing is this strange masochistic tendency you seem to have to perform - being a dominatrix would be much more profitable and feasible career!
2. You consider the question "Why do you write?" and answer:
a. I love it, writing is my life and my only true vocation! It is my absolutely dreamjob and i love every moment of it - even when its hard and awful - i wouldn't have it any other way. I live for my stories and characters
b. I have a story to tell, maybe more than one. I love to write, and explore my characters and their plots. Although I could live without writing, I don't want to.
c. I don't know. I just have to - its terribly annoying itch that i have to scratch. Seriously I don't know why i bother writing, everything i write is complete crap.
3. You post a piece online or give it to a beta reader or critique group and get constructive criticism. How do you react:
a. Hurt. It feels sort of like a personal attack because you know you've worked hard on this piece and you love your characters and plot so much. You realise though that you need to take it all on board to be a better writer.
b. It stings a bit, but you look at your piece and evaluate their advice/critique and make your own judgement on your work.
c. You feel like you've been ripped apart for about three seconds, asking 'how could they say that?!?' then you realise they are all completely right, that you are a FOOL to write such garbage and decide to delete it all/store in a secret place because you are so ashamed! You consider bribing mods of SYW forums to make your posted piece 'disappear' forever.
4. How do you find the writing progress:
a. Absolutely amazing. I love writing so much, it all flows so quickly. Before you know it I've written the first draft and am really happy with it. I know that editing will be hard - but after writing 2-3000 words a day, i really don't mind. I just can't wait to start on my next book. . .
b. I have a routine. I really enjoy writing but I usually lay out a plan first, then start the first draft. Sometimes i get stuck in parts, but i know that i don't have to write amazingly well the first time round, and plod along - getting my words down. Seeing the word count go up every day gives me a great feeling.
c. Pure hell. I've been staring at this page for six hours - i've written 200 words and deleted them - everything i write is utter crap. Writing is like having my nails pulled one by one, yet i keep going. Seriously Masochism does not cover it! I don't feel satisfied with my writing - never ever - even if my word count gets higher every day, i know its all awful
5. One of your writing habits are:
a. Thinking of your characters constantly - conversing with them etc. You absolutely love them and their universe and let them guide you through writing.
b. BIC - butt in chair. you have a routine and you keep to it. Your only problem is that you wish you had more BIC time because you really get into a stride during these sessions.
c. Delete button is you bestest friend in the whole world. After you die and presumable museum is erected to honour your masterpieces - you plan on there being no 'evidence' of first/second/third drafts. Even if this means you never get past 200 words of your WIP
You are the complete and utter opposite to a DW. Your cheeriness and love of writing makes us shrivel up like vampires in the sun. Be happy in the knowledge that you love what you are doing and will more than likely succeed in writing a huge body of great work (like Ray Bradbury)
“Love. Fall in love and stay in love. Write only what you love, and love what you write. The key word is love. You have to get up in the morning and write something you love, something to live for.” - Ray Bradbury
You are a calm, self assured lover of writing. You are aware of the negative side (intellectually) but in your heart you are a writer and love being one. You are balanced in your thoughts and feelings, but really enjoy what you're doing. So, you are not a DW - perhaps in moments of Writer's block you might cross the line and dip the toe into our pool of crazy - but only for a short time.
“Whether or not you write well, write bravely” - Bill Stout
Aw welcome fellow DW!! I think you'll like it here very much. You don't know why you write, its an unanswerable question that hangs over you as you push and strain (like a woman giving birth) to write a single sentence that you won't delete. You feel defective as a writer because you don't feel that 'love' that many writer's speak of. Your relationship to writing is a love/hate one, where you come out feeling stressed, drained and usually drunk after an argument with it. You think you are alone, a freak but you're not!
“Writing a novel is like making love, but it's also like having a tooth pulled. Pleasure and pain. Sometimes it's like making love while having a tooth pulled.” Dean Koontz
Friday, January 22, 2010
(Hopefully she won't mind me quoting her)
I have no idea why I want to do it for a living. I really don’t. It exhausts me. There are so many stories and ideas in my head it pours out on paper sometimes. I think it would be the same if I were a painter or a sculptor. But does that mean anything? The rare outpouring? Most days I sit at the computer and wonder what the hell I was thinking when I decided to ‘become a writer.’ Nothing comes out.Seeing her post, also reminded me of a topic we have been discussing on the WC forum - 'Why do we write?'
I delete pretty much everything I write, and I rarely enjoy the writing process. It’s like looking at an ugly sculpture for three hours – and knowing you sculpted it!!
So when I read ‘I HAVE to be a writer! If I couldn't write, I’d die’ all over blogs – I question my authenticity. I haven’t got a raging passion for writing, any more than I have a raging passion for doing laundry. I have passion for literature, art, poetry, but creating it makes me nervous, and I never think much of my work. I usually feel inferior to other writers because I frown through the process and half the time (three quarters of the time) delete my words.
So what is it to be a writer for me? A constant climb. An irritating inclination, an exhausting obsession, an ‘I-wish-I-didn’t-have-a-computer’ plague that for some reason will not leave me.
Just once I wish someone would tell me, ‘I hate writing and I have no idea why I do it. I just can’t stop.’
Here is what i said :
Sometimes i wonder this too, i've had writers block for the past 6 months. I've agonised over staring at a blank page, writing 200words, erasing 200 words and ending up with 0wordcount to show for it at the end of each day.
I've bought dozens of books about outlining, just to realise that i never outlined anything in my life, why am i forcing a different way of writing. Why am i not doing something else? something that comes easier? that is more likely to be a career!
i could ask a dozen of these questions. The reason i write isn't cause i love it, cause i'm not at the point where i find writing or should i say telling a story (well) easy, i'm not at the point where my work has even been validated and sometimes i really hate having this want to write.
So, why do i write?
Because if i'm being perfectly honest, i really . . . don't know.
I guess like you said its for the magic factor - when someone goes out of their way to contact you out of the blue to say they thought your piece (which you thought was utter crap) was brilliant
As Dean Koontz says
“Writing a novel is like making love, but it's also like having a tooth pulled. Pleasure and pain. Sometimes it's like making love while having a tooth pulled.”On a personal note, its nice to know i'm not alone in thinking/feeling this way. Curious to know 'Why do you write' or how you feel about the writing progress?
The bane of my existence! Seriously, it is now a daily occurance that my anti-virus software goes ape-shit detecting viruses. Then, i run my three hour long scans and find like 20 more!! Am on a virus hitlist or something!?!?!
Thank Dieu, i don't have credit card or do banking online!
Don't ask me why the french!
Monday, January 18, 2010
Corra McFeydon was kind enough to give me her personally made blog award - Sweet!
So here is the rules of this award:
Please accept the 'Creative Writer Award' with no strings attached. You can post it within an awards page, sidebar, or new post; you can link it to me and pass it on to writers you know who host writing blogs, or you can simply read this note with my thanks attached and do nothing further. This is just intended as a gesture to further the premise 'writer' within 'blogger.' I'd love to see more writers acknowledged for the craft! Because we all are writers:So heres my list of Blogwriters:
All things Moorhawke
A Chick Named Hermia
As the Plot Thickens
Diary of a Chalet Girl
First Three Chapters
Making the Strychnine taste like Raspberry Tea
White Rabbit NI
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Complete crap at the moment, but thats the plan - going to pen the bones of it first, then flesh it out and possible edit it till kingdom come!
This song (any BSG fans out there?) is what i've been listening to on repeat, may give an indication of the mood of this section. Absolutely love it.
Monday, January 11, 2010
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Friday, January 8, 2010
The novel childlike wonder of the snow has officially bloody passed!
Yesterday, like Ernest Shackleton, i left the sweet sauna comfort of my comfy apartment to bear the elements of this frozen hell (seriously we're in the minuses!!) to meet my friend As. for lunch.
A very treacherous journey indeed, i tell ya, full of snowball throwing Hoodies, skate-rink iced paths and roads and plenty of bum bruising!
Clutching my shopping bags, walking like a squatting penguin, I finally made it back to the sauna. Just as a nice fog set in.
All because we've no money for a bit of salt and grit!
Monday, January 4, 2010
The bride-to-be sat beside me, as her cackling ladies-in-pink continue down the train searching for seats. I smile politely as we exchange pleasantries.
I want quiet, she wants chat.
I nod and smile in pain. She prattles joyfully on and on and on about her life, her fiancé and their future together. . .
The train jolts, she touches her hair.
The penny drops and she notices my change.
She smiles with her mouth, not her eyes now before she whispers
“I think it’s important to talk of living when you’re dying”
The train keeps moving.
She never says another word.
First attempted at Microfiction (around 100 words). Slightly embarrassed posting this and to be honest not entirely happy with it but i'm trying to stop myself from being my own worst enemy with the writing and make myself post stuff. Hopefully shall be a weekly event (and improve as i go along).