I feel like I have forgotten to do something today and it is driving me up the wall. elliedragon and I got a ridiculous amount of editing done for our movie, and I willingly chose that in favor of my other homework- which I have a list of so I know I can not be stressing about that. I just can not figure out what it is I has forgotten about today... hmmmm...

I suppose it's nothing a little more pumpkin pie and star trek can't fix... ;)

I am in a tremendous amount of pain.  Well, not so much now, because my fathers lovely left over painkillers from his route canal are helping with that one, but let me see if I can lay out my day for its amusing and horrifying qualities. 

I got up this morning feeling fantastic. Other than the fact that mother nature had delivered my monthly gift in my sleep, I was okay.  I got into a pretty new shirt I got for a buck on sale (a buck, holy mangiggles) put on some makeup, did my hair... I felt pretty.  So I go to class and pass notes with Ellie instead of paying attention as per usual, and then around that time I start to feel a bit sick to my stomach.
So I spend my lunch break laying down in a conference room with Elliedragon patiently taking care of me like the awesome friend she is, when she wonders if I might have flu. 
This is silly, I think!  Flu... pffft.  I ate Pizza Hut last night, if I survived that flu can't touch me!  But I was achy the night before, and she insists I am running a slight fever, which a thermomiter later confirmed (I am not running said fever no more, and have no clue why).
I go to my last too classes and feel uncomfortable but okay, and then on the shuttle ride to my car, stomach yells "Traitor!" and beings to throw things like an angry ex who finds out you are now dating their roommate.
I step off bus, and prompty toss my cookies into nearest garbage can. 
Fun, that. 
I go to sit in my car and wait, because driving?  There was a time when I had a death wish, but it has passed.  Daddy promises to come pick me up. 
So I wait. 
I fall asleep waiting. 
Daddy eventually gets me home, where after this day I feel like a shower.

Oh shower.  How you betrayed my tiny trust. 
I am kind of queezy still at this point but doing okay, until I see a SPIDER and freak out.  I loose my balance, grab the shower curtain for support and fall backwards bonking my hip on the toilet and my tailbone on the hard tile floor, pulling down the shower curtain and bar on top of me. 
Ow.
Crying. 
Mother laughing absurdly after she realizes I'm okay.

Best part: That spider?  Not a spider.  T'was a clump of my own newly brown hair that had run off my body and landed by my foot. 

Sigh.  Sorry for the ramble.  Painkiller and stomach blah make a girl sort of rambly. 

The good news is I can laugh at all this right now (again, probably the painkillers).  And mommy brought me some ice cream and watched Star Trek with me, which was fun.  She let me ramble incesantly about how much I love it, and laughed at the funny parts.  I has a good mommy.
Okay I'm going back to sleep now.  I feel much better after having posted about all this insanity.  Perhaps I will turn it into a story.

Oh, on another note, I would like to thank elliedragon , hagar_972 , and noxelementalist for offering helpful (albeit tough love type) criticism for my short story for class.  I am finally trying to expand myself beyond fanfiction, who knows how long overdue it is.  I really appreciate you guys baring with me and helping out, and would like to offer up some Icon requests, Wallpaper requests, or even story requests.  Anything you guys feel like, because I love you all, and will try my hardest.  :)

Okay, so, my last post spoke of this story. I like it. Am not as thrilled as I could be if i had more time with it, but I do like it.
The PROBLEM: It is about 9 pages when it needs to be closer to 7.

So I come to you, my livejournal life-support buddies, to help me. I need to know what can be cut out and I am not a good judge of my own work. Its something I am working on, I promise. I need really specific lines, sentances, and paragraphs. Things that either are not important to the story or things I did not get across clearly enough, whichever. Pretty please? If you guys help me out of the hole i willingly dug for myself, there will be more than just virtual cookies in it for you! :D

( Distant Echoes )

So, readers of my journal will remember a post several weeks ago titled "Nobodies Child Anymore". I am pleased to announce that I handed that essay in and my teacher nominated it for an award. Holy cow! I am so flattered. It is really vindicating to be recognized, even as a nominee. So thank you to all of you who read it on here and gave me feedback, either in comments or messages, because I love you all and it is because of you that I can share my joy. So free Virtual Cookies for Everyone! :D

I am currently writing a short story for that same class due later this week, about a pair of pink and yellow rangers/lesbians in a post apoc. world. So far so good. I am worried though, because it can only be 7 pages and I've already got 4 and it is not half way through yet. I may post that for edits and what can be cut later, if you would all be so kind. I have decided to title it "Distant Echoes" which ironically was the working title for the NaNo I was planning on writing this month...

Speaking of NaNo, "As You Are Now" has a prologue. It's a lovely beginning. But that's it. "Turn That Around" which is my guilty pleasure Real Person Crack fic involving Bradley James and Colin Morgan had 10,277 the last time I checked. "Along the Way", my JulNaNo, now has a chapter 3. And I've written an as of yet untitled Child!fic of Cam/Hunter, and a really awkward Star Trek crack fic that I'm thinking of titling "Sulu Accidentally Assists a Homicide".

So... I've totally written 50,000 words this month. It just has not been all in the same place. I tell you, November is crazy enough when I am not even *trying* to write. Trying to write with FOCUS? Are you insane? Why do I keep letting you people talk me into this? July for me, kthx. ;P

I will let you all know what happens with the award, and with my other projects, and expect a post late tomorrow or tuesday concerning "Distant Echoes".


+On a non writing note, I am lame. I completely spaced setting my alarm this afternoon when I decided to take a nap, and missed Judo, as well as an expected tech support call from my brother. I apparently thought I'd wake up in time? Sorry elliedragon .
Oh but the good news which also concerns her is that we finished fiming our movie! And I have 2 minutes edited so far. Hooray! :D

So. I have decided to stop Belly dancing with my troupe class for a while.  Megan needs to grow up and I need to cool down before I keep dancing with them.  i may keep dancing by myself, if just to prove that I don't *need* Megan to lead me. 

Is an annoying situation.

And professor of doom assigned a very large term paper today I am not happy about.  it's due in two weeks- hardly a term.

And Professor of the annoying is trying to censor my story, but I am refusing to submit.  I am a Gay Power Ranger, and I will not be censored! 

Nano?  What Nano?  Oh, that Nano! Yeah, I'm at 10 thousand words in a story I did not plan to write for NaNo.  My Nano novel?  still at 279 words.  Oi. 

I feel in a strange mood right now.  Do not know why.  I think its the sugar-deprivation.  I am cold-turkying sugar for a while.  4 servings a day is too much, clearly.  Hello, my name is PunkPinkPower and I'm a sugarholic.  I've been sugar free for 9 days now.  *Cue applause*

You know what I really want?  I want to get dressed up really pretty and go out.  I want to grab some friends whose company is not a burden and go have some fun- bowling, or dinner, or a movie, or dancing.  Mostly I just want to feel pretty and loved and not care about professors of annoying doom and Nanos and artforms.  I've been tied down too long. 

So that was interesting.  I am struck by how unprofessional it was.  I mean yes, its public access so there is like a viewer count of 2, but still.  We were live and they were just totally unprepared.  Megan was supposed to do the interview, and I was like cool.  but then when we get up there she is doing something so they interview me completely improv'd. 

And then Megan.  Lord.  She needs an attitude check.  She was totally bitchy the whole time and I am just amazed at how someone can be such a good dancer and such a terrible Performer.  They are different things, and she has no clue what the later entails. 

If anyone watched, I'm sorry I made you. :P

Moving on, I have to do a short story for my Creative Writing class.  She hasn't said anything about genre's yet... but naturally I'm leaning towards Science Fiction.  And even more naturally, toward making it a ranger peice.  And possibly the most natural part of it is I want to make it a lesbian peice. 

Too much culture shock for one story?  I dunno.  We'll find out. 

I may post my idea here later to get some feedback, but right now I'm thinking about writing a suspence story where my two favorite (OC) lesbians are trapped together on their ship waiting for the boys to magically appear.  I will give more details as it developes in my head. 

Hi everyone!  Short notice, but if anyone reads this before 7:00 mountain time you can go to this website I'm about to list to watch me dance with my belly dance troupe Romla Tal live on our towns public access channel.  It's one song and then our troupe leader will do an interview, but I thought if anyone would be interested in seeing this it would be you lovely people.  :) 

Linky: http://www.quote-unquote.org/index.html, and I assume you can go to the live streaming video link and watch it.  Hooray!

I also owe a special thanks to Elliedragon, who has been to my last 3 shows taking pics and filming video of us, which ROCKS MY SOCKS. 

I'm having an off day.  Or at least I was, until I had lunch with Janine and elliedragon, saw Grant from high school and saw Andrew, whose lovable teddy bear like nature never fails to brighten my day.  Our run and jump at each other hugs are just epic.  So far it has been an interesting day, and now I'm sitting in the hall for my next class which will begin in... an hour and a half.  I had forgotten how strange it feels to have nothing to do inbetween classes. 

In fangirl Merlin news, I have had two rather interesting conversations the last two days regarding my fics.  They both start the same way, one with Elliedragon and one with Eric.  Ellie first:

"Is it a bad thing that as much as I love my Merlin novel, I sort of want to Real Person Ship (RPS) Colin and Bradley instead?"
"Yes.  You bad thing you."
"And even funnier than that would be the Katie/Angel I'd get to include."
"Now you are making me bad.  Katie has a much stronger accent than Morgana."  *eyebrow wiggle*
"I'm going to have to get started on my real person research..."
"You know, the more you feed the monster the bigger he gets, right?
"...But it's such a pretty, happy monster.  How can I not feed it?"
"Because it will eat your soul?  No.  uh... because it will destroy Ellie. Yeah. That's it! Save me!"

And Eric's is slightly more offensive... but only in the sexist male way as per usual:

"Is it a bad thing that as much as I love my Merlin novel, I sort of want to RPS Colin and Bradley instead?"
"Okay, see, I have to draw the line somewhere.  I can not, in good consciouns, aprove of RPS."
"What?  Why not?"
"You used to be an actor.  It's one thing to say your character is in love with (person of evil doom)'s character, and another to say you are in love with (person of evil doom)."
"Okay, your point is valid.  Only I seem to recall a certain conversation from a while back where you wanted to see some fan art of the red head from G I Joe and Lt Uhura from New!Trek... Did you mean their characters then, Eric?"
"..."
"..."
"...Touche."

Anyway, they both got me thinking.  1. It is absurd for me to even be doing NaNo right now when my motivation for life in general is so absurdly low.  Really.  I'm lucky if I get out of bed in the morning, let alone if I can come up with something clever and creative to write about.  and 2. How do all you lovely people feel about RPS?  I'm really interested to hear some opinions on this, as long as they are thoughtful and calm ones, because I've never seen it as an issue until Eric pointed out his disaproval with it.  In fact, I think I RPS more ships than Fannon ships, I've just never written them before.  Is that odd?  So what are your guys opinions of it, and how do you think the stars themselves might feels?  I'd love some input. 

"Can my NaNo just be a picture nano instead?"
"Well a picture is worth a thousand words!"
"So all I need is 50 pictures that tell a story..."
"I like this idea.  Lemme get the camera!"

Layout
I have decided I no longer like the fact that this layout doesn't display my witty icons, so I'm going to change it to something more wintery themed... with icons.  Yessir.

NaNoWriMo
Word count so far: 7.  I am rather impressed with myself- because after the disaster of the mysterious disapearing parachute and the ridiculously ambiguous paper assignment I think I'm doing pretty well.  I got it all outlined, and will begin writing when my professor annoys me in class tomorrow and I have to drown out his obnoxious windbagging.  ;)

Squee! 

Need I say more? 

That title sounds a lot funnier if you imagine Cam saying it.  Or, for those Power Ranger Impaired friends of mine, try Spock. 

So far, I have outlined the first 3 chapters.  I am trying to not make any plot holy mistakes large enough to tear the story down this time.  So I've decided to outline every chapter before I write *anything*... and amend said outline as I randomly add things to my story, like always.  But at least that way, if I add something about a hankercheif in chapter 2 that I want to be really important, I wont have completely forgotten about it by chapter 7. 

Actual writing will probably not commence until sometime tomorrow.  My Merlin NaNo has a title!  All 2 of you voted, and the winner is "As You Are Now".   I am looking forward to this, but after I told Eric about it he made a rather tempting challenge:

"You know what would be fun?"
"I'm certain you are going to tell me."
"Since you're already Tropeing out the wazoo, you should try and include as many tropes as you possibly can in this novel, and hold a contest for who can spot the most of them."
"...What would the prize be?"
"...Something completely wholesome."
"Yes, of course.  Completely."

Is it a bad thing that I'm totally considering this?  This website has been most helpful this evening, and I'll tell you, it's why I'm only on chapter 3 of my outline... (A Warning: If you're going to go straight there to type in Power Rangers Any Show you have ever watched in your life, be ready to spend 3-4 hours reading and giggling.)

So I pretty much just made myself cry.  I wrote a nonfiction essay for my creative writing class that turned into something more powerful than I had intended and I soooooo can not show this to my parents.  Mostly because they'd cry, and I'm upset enough as it is.  If anyone would like to read it, please let me know what you think.  I would really appreciate it. 

 

( Nobody's Child Anymore )
We'll see how I feel about this later tonight... Thanks guys.  <3

Wow, So Zombieland?  Terrifying.  Only a little.  I mean, hilarious, yes, but also freaking scary.  I yelped and was very animated- but being able to yank Eric's arm and squeeze msjimmy's hand helped considerably.  :)

Seriously, why do I go see these movies?  I *know* what's going to happen.  Oi.  I'm probably gonna have nightmares, and will be looking around corners and bathrooms for zombies for quite a while... which Eric and msjimmyinsist is ridiculous... but better safe than sorry. 

The facebook quiz says I have a 90% chance of surviving the Zombie Apocolypse... but I think I'm just good at quizes.  I really don't want to think about how I'd survive... cause, lets be honest, pointing my morpher at the zombies and making woosh noises?

Probably not gonna do it.

"Why hello there, sexy stranger.  I have a candy in my pocket with your name on-- Holy shit it's you!"
"Cute.  But I will take the candy."
"... Oh, the awkward."

Have dyed my hair.  I am no longer a blonde bombshell (at least for the time being), but instead have become a sexy brunette!  It's a very light honey copper sort of golden brown (cause that's specific!) but I love it.  It's very different.  Eric approves, which I take as both a good and a bad thing.  It would make sense that they day I dye my hair and make a small but significant life change is the day he drops in, unnannounced.  Which, let's be honest, is quite possible the first time I've seen him in months.

"Seriously, what's with that?  ...Don't look at me that way- this is entirely as much your fault as it is mine!"
"Yes, because I'm the one who got an on campus job and dropped my phone in the toilet."
"See, told you so."

We are off to go and see ZombieLand, "and to test out the theory of whether or not Brunettes or Blondes really do have more fun".

Ta!  :D

Lately, I have been experiencing a feeling that is relatively new to me.  I have always been very proud of the fact that I do well on my own.  I've always dated these people who just can't stant to be alone and I don't get it.  I relish my alone time.  It's one of my favorite things!  And I'm really quite good at it. 

It wasn't until recently that I could even *really* ever be myself around people I know in the real world.  It was Eric's fault (it usually is) for discovering my "secret" obsession with Power Rangers, among other things.  He opened up this whole new supportive role my friends had never taken before.  And now I've become bizarrely close to Alexa and elliedragon.

And I have this weird, awful, icky feeling in the pit of my stomach whenever I finish spending time with them.  I couldn't figure it out for the longest time- it happened with Eric too when he first moved out and I totally didn't get it until just the other day, when I realized that for quite possibly the first time in my life I am experiencing Loneliness. 

This is a big deal for me.  I mean, I can count on one hand the people in this world whose presence I have genuinly missed.  And with these two wonderful ladies it's every damn time they leave my sight!  It's... a growing experience, I suppose.  I am so used to being self sufficient, self relient, totally capable of being on my own.  And that's a really good thing let me tell you because I would not have made it through adolescence without this skill.  But I have three people in my life who are completely fine and totally supportive and even downright gleeful about EVERY PART of my personality. 

It's really different! 

I've always had to hide something from someone.  My sexuality, my power rangers, my geekiness, my confusion, just something.  I don't think I can say enough how strange this is for me. 

So now I've just got to work on my Temperance, the balance in my life, and figure out how I string all my worlds together and make them cooperate. 

And while the Lonely doesn't necessarily feel good, it's a very interesting feeling... but I am starting to hate it.  Will attempt to quench the Hate of the Lonely with petting the cat. 

I'll let you know how that goes.  <3

Poll #1471724 Merling Fic
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 2

What should I title my Merlin Arthur Nano fic?

Hooray!  On this first day of fallbreak I give to you:

Chapter 1 of Along the Way, posted over at FF.net (here: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5417324/2/Along_the_Way)

Some Merlin Ramblings:
Have decided the fic must start after this latest episode, because I need Lancy boy back in it.  I have not yet figured out how I intend to get them to the future.  Yes, I'm totally troping this, but only because right now in my head the only way to get Merlin and Arthur together for good and have it work is this way.  My ending will blow your mind though!  Seriously.  I would have a poll for you all, but LJ is being stupid about polls right now for some reason and after the 5th try I've decided to just wait and do it in a different post. Stay tuned.

And finally, I have decided to do some experimental baking tomorrow. Mostly because Dad refused to buy any sweets until I made him some cookies (as annoying at this is, I'm secretly touched), and I have been wanting to try out some Pumpkin themed stuff for a while. Alexa is coming over to be my helper, and after posting that on facebook about 17 other people want to as well!  ;)  Agenda for tomorrow so far: Regular choco chip cookies, Peanut butter cookies, Pumpkin choco chip Cookies, Pumpkin spice bread.  Any other ideas? 

Will be sure to remember to bring some samples along on saturday for elliedragonand Alexa when we work on our project of awesomeness.  ;)

I must be crazy. 

I've got such a fun idea for a Merlin fanfic. It would of course be Merlin/Arthur, and I think it's totally possible.  I'm contemplating doing it for NaNo.

Which is ridiculous.  Because I have not even finished my JulNo.  Granted, that is now checked at about 42K words, and I'm a little ways into the 3rd out of 4 parts of it, but still.  Do I really need to start another project right now?

I think the answer is yes.  I jump back and forth between interests.  It's sort of a problem, but I've finally realized this is how I work.  Before We Met took 5 years to complete, but it's not like I worked on it the whole time.  I go back and forth.  I write what I feel like writing, what interests me, and sometimes I loose interest.  When that happens I move onto something else for a while, but it doesn't mean I'm finished with that project.  It just means I need some incubation time to let it grow in order to come back to it. 

I am, by nature, a person who needs lots of projects to be happy.  And now that I've finally realized that about myself and accepted it I think my life will be a bit more enjoyable.  I won't want to kill myself when I don't meet deadlines, or when I have to let a project go for a while.  I don't need the instant gratification anymore.  I enjoy it, and love having people read my stuff, which is possibly why I've written so many darned one-shot wonders. 

It's something I have to work on, definitly, if I ever want to be a contracted writer at some point in my life. I also need a way to store things that doesn't let my stories cross over into one another, some sort of organization to keep things totally apart. But what does that mean for the rest of it?

It means I need a title for my Merlin themed NaNo.  ;)

This is my 100th post on Livejournal!  Woohoo!  In celebration I have some things involving the happy:

1. Have begun posting Along the Way over at FF.Net.  Posted the prologue, and will post chapter one once I read it over and make sure I'm happy with it.  No idea when that will be- I've learned not to make promises! 

2. Alot of silly, and amusing ICONS.  Some are of Eric, some of me, and some of general happy things.  Take at will, or just laugh! 
( Icons of Joy )

3. A get to know my Ranger preferences Meme.  Also take at will.  ( Meme )

 

There it is folks!  May everyone be happy and joyous and lovely because I love you all, and clearly spend way too much time here! :D