Tuesday, May 1, 2012 9:39:59 AM
writing, fiction
I don't really know what's so appealing about sexy vampires. They're nothing but leeches in my opinion, and leeches are really icky.
It's rather sad when you pick up a book, read the short description at the back and find out it's more vampire love. What's happening to the young adult category? I guess that type of thing sells no matter how bad the writing is.
It's this type of thing that makes me feel paranoid while I write. Is this believable? Does that sound too cliche? Does writing YA fiction put me in the same category as the vampire ladies?
I hate thinking that my writing could be laughable. I can't tell you how many times I stopped in the middle of a chapter to go back to the previous chapters for a quick edit. I have to make sure it's different. I have to bring something new.
I have this fear of being seen as the next stephanie meyer
Well, I'm proud to say that there will be no vampires in my novel. No werewolves, no fairies, no magic and no dystopia. Oh yeah, and no dragons
But sadly, I'm in the process of another rewrite and I'm rethinking the title, shame on me.
Sunday, April 22, 2012 12:03:56 AM
Am I the only bum without a twitter account?
Saturday, April 21, 2012 3:46:42 PM
Winter is almost here, and then it'll be spring. When summer hits, I guess the world ends. I wonder what people will be doing on that day, praying? Running around naked? Vandalising public property? People tend to be stupid. I know i'll be celebrating a very special person's birthday on that day, and we'll probably go to the cinema the day after, and have Sunday lunch the day after that.
Wednesday, December 7, 2011 12:11:59 PM
Christmas, pudding
So, it's only 17 more days until Christmas. Now, I'm not one to get excited for Christmas because my family doesn't really celebrate it, but this year is completely different. No, we're not going to celebrate it this year, but I will be leaving for Cape Town
Finally! So, from Christmas day I'll be spending three-ish weeks with my pudding. New Years on the beach, oh happy days!
I'm just so glad that my parents are letting me go on my own, I guess it helps being 21
Why is it that when you meet someone who makes you happy the world seems to become a better place and the little things that stand in our way just doesn't seem like such a big deal anymore.
Wow, I'm babbling
thanks a lot Wesley, you made me all mushy
Anyway, how do I stuff three weeks worth of clothing into a small bag? The airline might lose my luggage, shit happens
I feel like this whole post was one medium babble, but if you're still reading, I guess you enjoy that type of thing.
Monday, October 3, 2011 2:18:17 PM
We all change, sometimes it's because we have to, sometimes it's because we feel like we have to, because people tell us that who we are just isn't good enough. Now, I didn't change for that reason. I couldn't care any less about what people think about me or who they want me to be. I didn't change because I want to fit in with the rest of the world. The truth is, I'm still the outcast I always was and no amount of change will change that. I changed because someone walked into my life and allowed me to view life differently.
This kind of change is hard, because it's a change that I didn't plan on. It's a change that just happened. Sometimes I feel like I'm losing myself. I wasn't the happiest of people before, but it was my comfort zone. I liked being the way I was. The thing is, I don't dislike the way I am now, but I'm afraid of it. I have doubts. If I change too much I'll lose myself.
Even with this change, I feel like more of an outcast than I was before. When I'm alone I'm alone. When I'm pushed down I still have to pick myself up. If this is the case, then why have I changed? If people are going to treat me as they always have than what is the point in this change?
Wednesday, September 28, 2011 2:14:39 PM
pudding, strong, happy, New
Soo, as you may or may not have noticed, all my previous posts have been deleted. It's time to start over. Some of those posts brought back memories i'd rather not remember and I mean, i've started a new life. I am a new person. I have a purpose in this world, I am proud to be who I am right now. Nothing can stand in my way, nothing will stand in my way again. Try it, i'll crush you, and so will my pudding. Yeah, he'll crush you. My past is dead, i've been reborn, i'm stronger, I am happy with who I am, I am beautiful.
I also like to think of myself as being a lot more nicer than I was before. Maybe that's all in my head
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