The Swanky Tatoo

So I've been editing my novel. Its gone through at least seven title changes and has been gifted with a prologue so reworked it doesn't even resemble a distant cousin of the original. But things have been good. I can honestly say I've been making progress.
Not as much as I would have like to have made, but I'm getting there.
I probably shouldn't be into this right now, but I've been looking for images/an image to sort of amalgamate into the Blood Debt symbol. It's branded onto my Vamp's skin, and I want it in the cover art for the book, if I ever get published. But I'm not even done editing yet. I shouldn't be doing this. Yet I am...
I first went and Googled 'sigils' but then found out they were linked to witchcraft and so took a  hasty step back. Yeah, I'm a Harry Potter nerd, but I'd rather not get into any of that stuff, real or not. Googling 'symbols' was just a headache, and 'Chinese for debt' was just as bad. Nothing looked right. I admit, I have no idea what I'm really LOOKING for, but I get the feeling that when I see it I'll know.
So I recently just found out the the Mortal Instruments series has a movie coming out (FIRST IN LINE, FTW), and a wonderful person called hebelmet over on Etsy made  awesome jewelry jewelry from the books. While looking at all the amazing pieces I can't afford to buy but really really want, I realized, 'HEY! These are runes!" (indeed, several of them say so). I then marched my merry butt over to Google and looked them up/ Google led me here. Now, The very first three are some I would/could use in the creation of this Binding Symbol of Doom, as my main character sees it now. I've only done a bit of looking, then I bookmarked the page for further perusal when my eyelids don't feel like someone glued cement blocks to them.
On another, less epic note, my dad is sick, with something related to his liver. Here's hoping for the best!

ALSO>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

LOVE THIS GIRL!!!

That is all.

Meh

So I realized the other day that I suck at blogging, something that, in theory, is pretty simple. And why do I suck at blogging, you may ask? Because I don't blog. At least, not as much as I'm supposed to.


So this is me trying to rectify that. Sort of.

So, what's new in my miserable life? I'm still single, still bored, still hate my job, still not in college still haven's accomplished anything at all in my long list of things to accomplish before I die.........JEEZ I sound pessimistic! What the hell? People, this is the prime side-effect of chocolate withdrawal. It's been an entire day since i had a chocolate bar...... I think I might die soon.

I can't even think straight TO blog. I had this whole list of things I was going to address : Flyff, this game I've become addicted to, Emily Osment and her newest video, Disney stars versus Nickelodeon stars, their track record, you could say, erm....... how I've gone and sent out my novel for a critique and will soon be working with an agent or editor, I'm not sure which yet, erm, my complete lack of muse, which is directly responsible for my lack of posting for my (many) Harry Potter fanfics.....and a few other things, that I can't remember at the moment. BUT the point is, I can't do it now, beca use my head isn't sitting right, adn there is no chocolate in my house, so until I get some chocolate in my system, I can't do anything.

Literally. I've been laying on my bed all day. Like ALL day. I may be related to a sloth....I'm not entirely sure.

I LOVE THE MOVIE FORREST GUMP. Just thought I'd let you people know.

I bid you all adieu, and with this picture of a Jelly fish....

So.....Yeah...

So......How's about I've stuffed my Nanonovel down into the deepest recesses of my mind and I refuse to touch it til January.
I'm feeling music lately. I'm not sure just what I'm going to do with my life, just yet, you know, beyond writing. But I like writing, and I want to do that for the rest of my life, so I should restate that statement.

Later.

This post doesn't really have a point, or purpose. Or maybe it did, and I just forgot it. I've been doing that lately. Glee isn't on till tomorrow night, so I really don't have anything to write about.

My best friend has begun reading my Nano, though, and says she likes it. WHich is a really big deal for me, because she only reads romance novels, and nothing else has ever held her attention. So maybe my novel is about a quarter as good as I thought it could be. Or, maybe like fifteen percent. That still seems like too much credit to give myself, especially for a first draft. I'm thinking of scrapping my Gifted novel and starting that from scratch. There are loads of write--a-novel-in-a-month sites out there I could try to get into.

But do I want to put myself through that kind of trauma again?

I'll think about this tomorrow.

BOOYAH!!!

In the words of Ron Stoppable and his naked mole rat whose name I cannot remember: 

BOOYAH!!!

I HAVE MASTERED THE CHALLENGE! I HAVE WON THE WAR! I HAVE CONQUERED THE BEAST!!!!

I have a WHOLE lot of editing to do next month......

I won NaNoWriMo!!! I'm so excited!
Actually, no I'm not. I'm kind of tired. I want a hard boiled egg. I hate words and english and everything in the form of books right now. This post is going to be riddled with errors I can't be bothered to fix right now because I feel like crap and all I want to do is curl up in my bed, and dream about Shia Lebouf.

ACTUALLY, I've been dreaming about him so much this month it's a MIRACLE he hasn't shown up in my novel. I'm not sure how I feel about that..............

Ok, I wasn;t feeling so hyped but now I'm feelign awesome!

I WON NANOWRIMO!!!!!!!!!!! DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUDEE, DO YOU PEOPLE KNOW HOW HARD IT WAS!!! AND MY FIRST ONE!!!! jeez!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I'm going to be so high tomorrow. I may actually wake up early and make myself some breakfast. Are there Eggos in my freezer? I don't know, but if not, I'm making pancakes from scratch.

And I never cook.

Winning NaNoWriMo does that to ya.

So I know, now that I've finished, I should probably continue to post it here on this blog. But I'm not sure I want to. Besides the fact that I've got SO MUCH editing to do on it, I want to publish that bugger one day. Is putting it on my blog where people can read it for free going to hurt my chances of that?

I wrote 50,000 words in 30 days. Oh JEEEZ my brain feels fried.
I should really go to bed. Well, take a shower and then go to bed. Curl up under my blanket and purge my mind of vampires and gory battle scenes. . But am I going to?

...........eventually....

I've even got this pretty little banner thing to let you all know I actually did it!

Cute, right?

Yeaaa..........Don't mind me....I'm just the author.....

Have you ever written something, and you're halfway through and you're comfortable  in what you're writing and you can practically FEEl the finish line...........only to have your characters come to life and derail your train and send it to Moscow?

My characters just derailed my train.

Well, actually, they haven't JUST derailed it. It's been derailed pretty much since day one. I've just been in denial.

Well the WOOL IS FINALLY UP FROM OVER MY EYES, GUYS, AND I SEE WHAT YOU'RE DOIN'!

I started this novel with the intention of it being a kind of light, heart-pumping adventure novel, with my female main character being a bit of a snob from the suburbs and my male main character being a snarky vampire with a fondness of jello. Neither of those things happened. My girl turned into a bit of a sheltered baby and my guy is all angst-ridden two hundred year old teenager. My werewolves were supposed to be clueless, simpleminded thugs I'd use for comic relief.........these bastards are SAVAGES!!! My Vampires were supposed to be this hoity-toity rich socialite types but in a Mafia-esque fashion......these guys took the Mafia and ran with it. My bounty hunter did manage to stay the same coifed blonde haired housewife with a fascination for killing things that I wanted her to be.......she's just got a southern accent like nobody's business.

This was supposed to be fast paced, running, fighting, poking villains in the eye and running kind of nonsense. I've got sexual molestation and suicide attempts.....I just don't GET IT! Who gives these little figments permission to just take a inch and create a whole CONTINENT!?!?!?!

But yea, thanks guys, for the heads up. I really appreciate it.

I would have also appreciated being told about this epic Vampire-and-Werewolves-versus-you-and-psycho-hunter-lady that you've got planned, and the fact that someone we thought DIED FOR GOOD is about to come back. But no, it's fine. Just PEACHY.

Keep in mind I'm like 3,000 words behind. This is what the real world does to me. Thank God for Write or Die. I LOVE YOU DR. WICKED!!!

But yea. That's my post for today. I'll update the NaNonovel page when I get up to date with the suggested wordcount.

NaNoWriMo Day 13 - I Suck

At least, I'm pretty sure I do. I've gotten no writing done for the past week. None. Zilch. Zippo. Nadda.  Real life has decided that it's going to hate me and get me back for the wonderful week of work I didn't have the first week of November.

To make matters worst I haven't written much today either. A measly 217 words. Ugh, I'm so ashamed!

I watched The Karate Kid, though, for the first time. It was about as good as everyone made it seem. It didn't help my writing though. I'm like 6000 words behind! Plus The Pursuit of Happiness is on. Someone shoot me please.

I don't know just where that epic word-love is that I was feelign last week, but I totally need some of it now. I've come to a .......block-ish looking thing in my writing. I've reached a point where I'm not sure which direction I want to go in.

Here, this is where I am.

Raehan’s cold laughter sounded again, and Amory grit her teeth. “She’s cute,” she heard him say. “where’d you get her?”

Kael flinched. He didn’t want to, but it happened. Raegen looked at him with those cold eyes, frigid amusement burning in their light. He hated him. Kael hated him and hated how he made him feel. Amory tensed behind him, and his skin tingled. This time, he wasn’t going to get beat up. This time was going to be different.

“I’d say the same place your dad found your mom,” Kael said, fingering the handle of his blade, “but this girl’s not some low class cribhouse whore.”

“I thought cribhouse whores were the definition of low class?” Amory murmured.

“No, no, dear. There’s a difference.”

“Very good,” Raegan clapped. “That was almost insulting. Its like you’re not even scared of me anymore. I think ‘ve lost my touch.” In one instant he blurred and reappeared in front of Kael, his fist smashing into his chest. “That’s not going to work.”

Blood seeped from the wound as Kael reeled, stumbled away from where he stood back to back with Amory. Around him, the silent vampires moved, converging on them in a creepy wave of black. As he watched, Amory let loose an arrow, and had another notched before the first had time to sink into an oncoming chest. His vision faded, swinging back and forth to black and white and blanking out completely. He blinked, just in time to see Raegen wrap an arm around Amory’s waist from behind, sick smirk on his face, before the world went red and his blood took over. 

  Now, I can either have him black out and have Amory explain to him what happened, or I can write a fight scene. But I kind of hate the fight scenes I write. They suck. They suck about as bad as I do. other people, though, seem to think they're cool. I try not to think my opinion matters. 

I''m leaning towards the black out option, though. Simply because I have no fight muse. According to a NaNoWriMo pep talk I should go with my instincts. So I think I'll do the black out. 

"The Pursuit of Happiness" is a sad movie. So so sad........and so sweet.

So, yea. I've worked three 24-hour shifts this week and they've systematically fried my brain. I want to write. Really I do. But I'm tired. So.....I'm going to find myself some caffeine.......because for some unfathomable reason there's no coffee in my house.....amd try to lock in another 1000 words.

Someone help me.