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Showing posts with label links. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Alright... Now what?

            One in the afternoon and nothing accomplished yet... make that almost 1:30. Meh, getting to it now...
Did I mention that my blog has a weird quirk of all the text being in Comic Sans if it doesn't load properly?
It's a pet peeve of mine.
As is the LACK OF CUTE FI--OH SHIT THEY'RE BACK!
THE FISHIES ARE BACK!
I REPEAT.
THE FISHIES ARE APPEARING WHEN I LOOK AT MY BLOG!
THIS IS A GOOD DAY.
I AM HAPPY NOW.
The little things please me, okay? Virtual fish... nice fonts... finding out my mom bought cheese popcorn...
Mmm... cheese popcorn...
            Yeah, so along with this, myNoise descriptions are back to being daily, did I mention? I think I forgot to mention... that thing's been getting to be the most popular thing I've written on there...
OH.
OH WAIT.
REMEMBERED A THING.
REMEMBERED I FINISHED SOMETHING I SAID I WAS GONNA.
OH.
TO DOCUMENTS!
FUCK.
NOT THERE.
FUCK.
DID I DELETE IT?
WAIT.
I TURNED IT IN FOR A GRADE IN SCHOOL...
TO FLASH DRIVE!
IT'S THERE.
THANK GOD.
YES. FINALLY.
            Remember this stupid thing? Well guess who remembered she mustered up the motivation to get this stupid thing done so she could pass her fucking creative writing class? Answer: THIS GIRL.
I.
AM.
VICTORIOUS.
BOO-YAH.
            Ahem... yes... um, ending this here, on a high note... I still have for other tasks to do... read 10 pages out of book... work on CHatID... finish that art thing... the myNoise thing.
(Again linking to the actual myNoise website because it's wonderful and donating to it would be a good cause, I think. Even the science behind it is kinda neat... *awkward cough*)
See ya tomorrow.
T.Y.G.E.R.

Sunday, June 8, 2014

In Which I am Confused!

            So somehow even though it was 12 AM the next day Blogger counts it as a Saturday post? Huh. Odd. Well, I count by from 12 AM to 11:59 PM. Well anyway, a new myNoise entry can be found here. For once, I have gotten everything done in an orderly fashion. I'm learning, I'm learning...
I wonder, at which point does Blogger admit that it's the next day?
... I just saw the time-stamps... 9:44?
What the hell, Blogger.
Get your shit together, man, you're hours behind!
...And where the fuck are my fish???
T.Y.G.E.R.

Saturday, June 7, 2014

This Time, with Feeling!

            Okay, so now that the new myNoise entry is up, it is 12:10 AM the next day and I might as well get this outta the way while I'm awake... actually this was an excellent idea. Do the thing at the start of the day instead of waiting until the end of the night and you have hours to prattle on to your hearts desire... Jesus fuck, why didn't I think of this before?
I could do another myNoise thing now.
And not be hella rushed.
And end up neglecting my cat because OH SHIT SELF-IMPOSED DEADLINES IF I MISS THESE I'M NOT ONLY A FAILURE IN GENERAL BUT A FAILURE TO MYSELF!
And I'll be just enough on the side of sleep-deprived to be fun. I stay up until, like, 3 AM anyway, so why not?
Oh... well. Nevermind, just realized something and then realized the Parent Activity Clause on the point ranking rules state that if my parents make me do stuff I am absolved of blame for missing things on the condition that.

  1. I try my hardest to recover and meet my expectations. (I did. I got to the priority stuff that is gonna be posted and it honestly slipped my mind.)
  2. I work double-time to make it up. (I will.)
            The object of my forgetfulness in this case is Wicked. Which means tomorrow I WILL have to make my sorry ass sit down, shut up, and make some headway into that thing I mean jeez I should have been done with that ages ago. I have finished book seven of Harry Potter over the course of a school day, goddammit! I can do this! Anywho, points have become irrelevant at this stage, it's combos I'm concerned with.
            It always frustrates me that the more school tries to make doing something matter the more I fail to do those things. Yet there are virtually no consequences for failing here and yet I'm doing a better job than I did keeping up with my homework. I think it's because I actually give a shit. Like, sincerely. Not just in a OH JESUS FUCK I AM NEVER GOING TO COLLEGE NOW I WILL MAKE NOTHING OF MY LIFE OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD kind of way. In a This-Is-My-Passion-And-I-Will-Not-Fuck-Up-Out-Of-Laziness kind of way. 
            And did I mention that myNoise.net is the absolute best thing for anything ever? Fully endorsing it. You wanna zone out and relax? myNoise.net. You need a background noise that won't distract you while you do shit? myNoise.net. Stuff to help put babies to sleep? Literally has a thing designed specifically for that here.
It's. Lovely.
And there are no ads anywhere. You're not gonna be half-asleep and suddenly HEY YOU CAR INSURANCE COKE BANG ZOP BAM ANTIDEPRESSENT BLAH BLAH THING STUFF BUY! while you practically punch a hole through the screen trying to get it to shut up.
Lookin' at you DeviantArt, with your random, sometimes not even loaded sound ads.
Yeah I'm very tired now, can't you tell?
But I'm having fun, so hush.
... I think I've gushed about that enough... moving on.
            With my friend visiting there will be some small flubs in the system and keeping up may get harder, but I think I can manage. I'm really looking forward to seeing her you have no idea. We tried to set something up for spring break, but it didn't happen... so it's fantastic that she's coming over now. At times I was worried, but it's finally all falling into place! I can't wait!
I need to cut this off, it's getting long... see ya.
T.Y.G.E.R.

Sunday, June 1, 2014

One Week Done

            A week into The Schedule (one day, I will spell that word correctly without the aid of spell-check, but today is not that day) and 178.5 points counted, as soon as I do the myNoise entry for today. Combos haven't been broken, which is good. And it's nice to have something to do everyday... something I genuinely like doing, too. I think I might do something for myself when I reach a thousand points... buy a Scalemate off What Pumpkin or something with my birthday money... speaking of which, yay! That's in a couple weeks and I should get thinking on that as it is my 16th consecutive celebration and that is more special than usual for some reason... 
            And I have been working on a proper story instead of just reference and planning faff! Granted, it's not something I felt I was supposed to be doing but shut up I am having fun and don't think it's complete shit like the first two attempts at starting Free Thought. (One was 20% an overlong rant and one was just really slow and boring.) Which is brilliant! I suppose I should start writing the parts of a story I find interesting at the time rather than the bit I feel it's 'supposed' to be about. I should really stop trying to find the 'beginning' of Free Thought and just take it bit by bit... starting tomorrow because that's what Mondays are dedicated to.
            That's about all I have to speak of at the moment... Stuff is actually getting done, I'm still not totally used to this... Until tomorrow,
T.Y.G.E.R.

Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Picking Up Pace... Slightly...

            Okay, so maybe getting another Lost Rabbit chapter out every other day is a bit ambitious. But you're getting myNoise entries (another will appear soon after this) out daily and those are usually cooler and more well-thought-out. Halfway through Week One of The Schedule and everything is going pretty well. Everything's getting done before midnight anyway... which is the point.
            Oh, and I'm actually trying to start writing the latest version of THE STORY and it's... going kinda shit. I have two starts and I don't like either of 'em... ugh, over-planning... I'm such a moron...
But I am making progress!
Baby steps...
God knows I'm not known for my speed...
            So, tough I hate to end this while it's so short, it is almost eleven and I like to have an hour to work on descriptive stuff, and I can't think of anything else vaguely interesting today... I may get new glasses soon, but it's not like I ever show off my face...

Sunday, May 25, 2014

Schedules, Schedules...

            Okay, so, as an update: tried to make a clay thing and it turned out shit. We went to my cousin's graduation party. That was fun. Day two of summer, and I'm hoping to actually be productive with my writing... which means setting up schedules that I may or may not end up using. Depends on my amount of conviction and willpower. I may set up some scoring crap for myself. Combos. Make it into a game.
Yeah.
For now though...
Lists!
Daily:
  1. This Blog Thing.
  2. A page of my Drawing Journal
  3. A MyNoise thing.
Every Other Day:
  1. A chapter of Lost Rabbit
  2. Read a goddamn book. (Need to visit Library)
Weekly: (Trying to get headway into other stories.)
  1. Monday-Free Thought
  2. Tuesday-Chell Howe and the Interdemensional Doctors
  3. Wednesday-Relativity
  4. Thursday-Mind Games
  5. Friday-Frizz, Stormy, and Miv's Stories (?)
I'll need a calender... wonder if I can get one while we're out...
So, if all goes well, a good week looks like:
  1. Sunday (Today)-Blog, myNoise, drawing, book.
  2. Monday-Blog, myNoise, drawing, Free Thought, Lost Rabbit.
  3. Tuesday-Blog, myNoise, drawing, CHatID, book.
  4. Wednesday-Blog, myNoise, drawing, Relativity, Lost Rabbit.
  5. Thursday-Blog, myNoise, drawing, Mind Games, book.
  6. Friday-Blog, myNoise, drawing, FSM,  Lost Rabbit.
  7. Saturday-Blog, myNoise, drawing, book.
            I think that'll keep me nicely busy! I do apologize, I really like lists. So I am going to see if my dad'll take me to the library, and will be back tomorrow.
T.Y.G.E.R.

Friday, January 3, 2014

On John Masque and THE STORY

            Okay, so last time I posted some art for a story I've been working on... and I didn't add a lot of explanation at the time because, to be honest, it's hard to find the words. I said I was gonna explain JM... and I will! But first, the story he, River, and my character are all from.
            The collective name for all the versions of a story I have is called just that: THE STORY. I have been working on THE STORY for a really fucking long time. Like since before I even knew it, as a little bitty tyke scrawling intelligible Lion King fanfiction of construction paper with crayon and chatting with one of ten Imaginary Friends about how awesome we were at fighting those faceless, nameless baddies as I thumbed through a booklet of shiny stickers. That leads up to the now, where it’s evolved into a tale spanning universes and worlds!
I have yet to start the actual story though.
I'm polishing and planning a lot.
           Though in all honesty, this current incarnation does have a proper title, though it may be subject to change. Free Thought incorporates my four main story-verses into it, though focuses mainly on its own. I've actually named them...
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Dreamverse-Free Thought. Includes River and Tyger. Also Darwin's included. As is my sister.
Viviaverse-Lost Rabbit. If you've read it, you've met the characters. John's also from this universe as well.
Alienverse-Mind Games, Chell Howe and the Inter-dimensional Doctors, and Relativity. I haven't said much about Mind Games, but it sort of spawned from a combination of viewing Inception fanart and a story about aliens I found somewhere... I have characters, and some plot, but haven't started it. Relativity is just something that happened at school where I went 'hmm... I wonder if I could write a sort of American spinoff of Doctor Who...' which subsequently turned into 'fuck it! I can be like the Doctor if I want!' and is kinda on hold. I'm writing it episodically, which is weird but seems to work.
FSMverse-Yeah. (That's not the title, I just don't know what to call it yet.) Way back last year I drew a bunch of little doodles of the lives of three kids: Frizz, Stormy, and Miv. Maybe it'll be a little children's book someday. THE STORY includes the grown-up versions of these guys.
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            So that mountain of text is sorta what I get up to when I'm gone. I have yet to finish anything, but sometimes gluing stuff you're losing interest in to something you are tends to motivate, I find. So that's the more difficult bit tackled... I think.
Onto the OC's!
Tyger and River Myst are what in FT are called Daydreamers. That sort of means they have superpowers... I guess. Though the powers depend on the Skill Type. Tyger is a Magician Skill Type, which is the closest to my original idea of Daydreaming, so she can create objects with her mind and temporarily alter physics and the world around her. River is a Mentalist Skill Type, which is a bit more specific. Telekinesis, mind reading through physical contact, and a tone of voice that allows for mind control. He's odd though, because when in what I refer to as Impulse Form (like how he's shown in the picture), he not only doesn't fit the normal trend but also seems to have an odd quirk of subconsciously manipulating weather. He also has authorization to use time-travel technology. Both work for an organization called Free Thought.
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John Masque, though from the same universe, is not from Vivia Drea. Nor is he an Avian, like Angel. He lives on Drea Thet, Vivia's neighboring planet, and he's what's called a Trickster. But he's a lot more human than most of his kind, and that tends to get him into a lot of trouble. He tries to keep to himself as much as he can, and rarely leaves the library where he works and lives unless he has to. He has a 'sister', Molly, and has a few very close friends he's collected over the years. Though he looks about 19-22 on the outside (or older, I guess, if he grew a beard or mustache or something...) he and his sister are actually older than Viviaverse itself (more explanation later~). Details that I couldn't convey in the pictures given are his Trickster Eye, which allows him to see behind him, through walls, or at the most pick out telltale signs that someone's afraid or lying. Each Trickster Eye has a particular shape. Molly's is a heart, and John's is a pentagon. (He normally covers his Eye with his hair.) He also has a phoenix form, and markings on his arms, hands, and his back when his wings aren't taking physical shape. Also he has sharp, pointy black teeth and nails that can turn into black talons. He has flame-y powers and some tricks up his sleeve, like you'd expect. He shares some phoenix traits like bursting into flames to heal when his body is too damaged (Trickster's are immortal except for their Eye, which can be removed to render them helpless.) and healing tears. I'll stop explaining here, but he does have a few more lesser known tics and traits.
I had a whale of a time thinking him up, can't you tell?
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            Welp, there's a huge chunk of insight into some of my stories. When I get talking about them I end up going on and on and on... I also tend to think in terms of 1, 2, 7, 3, 20, 19, 6... oooh! A butterfly! And it gets muddled. Hell, if spoilers weren't a problem I'd just dump my whole compilation of all the little notes and rules I've written down pertaining to Free Thought on Wattpad. It would save me some trouble. So, leaving this here... See ya.
T.Y.G.E.R.

Friday, August 2, 2013

In Which I Find Something I Like So Much I Spend a Whole Post Talking About It

            Okay, so the Alice: Otherlands Kickstarter is coming to a close in some 47 hours and THEY HAVE ONLY 85 PERCENT OF THEIR GOAL COMPLETED and that make me very nervous because I have way more emotionally invested in this idea than is safe for my sanity. How in ever-loving eff have they not met and surpassed the $200,000 goal yet? But before I continue ranting, I'll explain what the thing is for those of you not yet ready to click the link.
           I mentioned getting the art book for Alice: Madness Returns for Christmas last year here. A: MR is a video game, and a sequel to American McGee's Alice, which came out in the late 90's/early 2000's that I fell in love with for it's amazing environments, characters, and story. Alice: Otherlands is something of a preview into the third chapter in Alice's story, a series of film shorts of her going into famous minds and helping them fight their inner demons and such. If they don't raise at least $200,000, it won't happen.
And heads will roll if this doesn't happen.
A few more reasons why I am behind this other than any Alice stuff is just fantastic in my opinion, is that they have mentioned it possibly leading to:

  1. A feature length film. They actually said that in the trailer. This could lead to a feature length Alice movie.
  2. SOMEWHERE--possibly on the AMA American McGee did he said that there was talk of a third Alice game, and that talk was positive. In my head, these film shorts could pretty much be a great promoting thing for the game if that pans out.
  3. The idea that Alice can now go into other's minds is so insane that I love it. I love the concept, and the whole dream-world thing has always been something I love to see played with in any media.
And also I suck at video games. I wouldn't be advertising it so much if it weren't so amazing yet so just-barely-there. GO! Look at the concept art! Go to the Facebook Page! And for god's sake donate if you can!

Tuesday, July 30, 2013

A Concept Called Feminism, and My Ever Present Fear of Being a Hypocrite

            Okay, so I have had this blog for a year now, and honestly that seemed more important back in June. Currently I feel too tired/bored/lazy to do anything productive, but I'm forcing myself to do this anyway, because sometime that's just what you gotta do.
            So recently (actually not so recently, just before school ended actually...) I've been introduced to a concept. Not particularly fun concept, and not really a new one... But not one I've had firsthand experience with. Really, the idea that sexism was still a thing in 2013 seemed absurd. Among other things... But the writer I followed on Tumblr rants about it constantly. As do... a lot of people. And they have really valid arguments, and I agree with them. 
Ach, god, this is tricky to put into words.
I found this webcomic and started reading, and it's weird... but fascinating. I wanted to mention it. I've sort of gotten my mind around feminism and what it's about and I like and agree with it. As a girl myself, I'm all for gender equality. I wanted to mention it. 
I don't want to bore anyone with a passionate rant about how all women are terribly oppressed, that's not the world I felt like I grew up in. Sure, there are nations and places where people have it worse than me, I could... I probably should (when I'm more informed on the subject)... rant about those places. But I cannot honestly include myself and them in the same situation. My problems are the upcoming start of tenth grade, their problems are getting an education at all. I've read about women being assaulted with bottles of acid for trying to walk to school. A girl my age got shot in the head for advocated equal rights to education--and, amazingly, survived and is continuing her cause (old news, I know, but news just the same). What I'm noticing here is (often white, Republican, and/or southern) male politicians being anti-abortion and generally offensive, idiots being idiots, and the quiet upholding of status quo by the media and well... sheeple. I've actually never used that word 'out loud' in a sentence... it's odd when you have a father who says it all the time. Bottom line, there are problems here (including the more serious stuff that once again I cannot apply myself to), there are problems there, and it's pretty clear to me which ones are more important, and to lump them all into one huge mess of 'mEN ARE JERKs RAWR!1!' would be unfair to people who have put up with worse. I'm a lucky gal, and I just wanted to talk about an issue I feel strongly about. That is all.
T.Y.G.E.R.

Thursday, June 13, 2013

My Emotional Spectrum and One New Story

This is my new story on Wattpad.
            And the slight two-day funk I was in has passed. The issues that  put me in it have not been completely resolved, but I'm not under a mopey woe-is-me raincloud anymore. Life is... positive meh. No longer dangerously negative meh, but not exciting enough for impressively positive meh. Impressively positive meh is like a three-day-weekend in school. An absolute positive is... it ranges from stuff like the trip to Little Five I wrote about a LOOOONG time ago to Myrtle Beach to the two second euphoria upon completing a bit of my stories. My default is positive meh to neutral meh. I'm a generally unemotional person about stuff like TV shows and stuff that I see tons of people (including my sister) get thrown into a tizzy over. It's actually kind of funny to watch. (Something about as life-threatening as sticking your arm in an alligator's mouth yet hilarious that I discovered is when you tease Rose about anime. Seriously, her reaction is so over the top it's insane. But I don't do it that often anymore, because I value my life. And it's just mean. But mostly because I don't like being pounced upon.) 
           On another subject, real life has been dull. God, where's an alien invasion when you need one? Let's bring the Doctor to America for a change! Sigh... why is all the cool stuff in Britain? Grumble, grumble... Now that I've started posting stuff everyday I am actually aware that time is, in fact, still passing. Still feels a little time-loop-y though. Days turn into weeks and all that. But I'm not living the same weekday over and over.
I still have to read On Writing by Stephen King. I've gotta remember that, because that's just the sort of thing I'll end up leaving until the last minute and then just disregard completely. And it's a book. I'm the type of person who just goes through the things like... an SUV with gas. I've pretty much read everything I really like in my small library to death. I have gone through Harry Potter at least one time to many in too soon a time span. I should go to the library in the near future. I haven't done that in ages.
So on that note, I post this, because it's almost six and that's kinda late for me. See ya tomorrow.
T.Y.G.E.R.

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Progress!

Chapter five of The Lost Rabbit is finally done!
Signed, sealed, and delivered in the dead of night!
I should really force myself to sit down and work on my goddang stories more often. Though probably not until two in the morning.Ah well, I seem to get the most motivation long after anyone sane would have gone to bed. Sometimes it's decent, sometimes I look back and cringe at how horrible it actually is when my mind is as awake as my body. This was not one of those times I feel. 
            My last post was obviously the most boring thing on the planet. Everyone has their off days. But now, as I open Facebook just to see if it works I suddenly am bombarded by exactly how many people I've friended that I can't quite recall where I know them from, but if I just go unfriending EVERYONE I don't care about I'm offending people. I like how when I first got a Facebook account in sixth grade all the people in my little charter school sent me friend requests and to this day I have not messaged or interacted with in any way. And getting posts from stuff I clicked 'like' on just irritates me. I expressed a vague, meaningless opinion on something. I do not want it showing up in my face again. And I have pretty much vowed to never play another Facebook game that requires me to return daily. So there are specific reasons I don't check in often, but if I get really, really specific I'm just going to go on and on and it's going to get really personal. Let's stop here. I have to go. Until tomorrow,
T.Y.G.E.R.

Sunday, June 9, 2013

Wattpad Stuff, Ahoy!

            Rosie got her hair cut short last night because Mom discovered lice eggs or something in her hair, my aunt and uncle now have two of the most adorable puppies, and I'm going to show you a bit from that short story series I wanted to do and haven't touched in a while because I'm not sure how I like how it's going.
Here ya go!
            A blue Cinderella dress, all lace and frills hung on the door, untouched since the Halloween of age nine. The window was framed with translucent gray curtains and faded floral wallpaper. An absurd amount of teddies over-populated the bed and closet and childish etchings were pinned to the walls, gradually falling to the floor. The carpet was stained with paint and discolored due to years of continuous abuse. A sticker-covered stereo buzzed quietly at the very lowest volume that was still audible. A light-peg-design toy sported a half-finished outline of either a hippo with yellow legs or a crude depiction of a car. Propped up behind it was a cardboard sign advertising lemonade for 25 cents, a relic of a failed burst of entrepreneurship and an experiment with an old cliché that didn't apparently work. An old game of Monopoly was set up in the corner, the playing pieces replaced with bottle caps because everyone spent so much time arguing over the car that it just saved time to decide between flavors and brands. Other odds and ends scattered the ground, begging to be tripped over by the woman perched on the dusty pink bed sheets, frowning in pure boredom and scheduling the flight back to her apartment on her phone while doing the math in her head the absolute minimum time she needs to spend with her family before she has to get back to her ‘life.’ The window looked out into the snowy winter outside, and you could just hear the snow hitting the glass. The lady in the sensible brown sweater and black skirt didn't, nor did she recognize Persistence of Memory, which was her favorite song until it wasn't anymore, gradually getting louder.
I will also post Persistence of Memory to Wattpad... now.
I post a lot of poetry to Wattpad... It's weird because I'm not a poetry sort of person. But it's quick to write and finish and doesn't stay out in the land of procrastination for eons at a time. And I finally got around to changing the cover of A Rant About Sonnets because the text on it was bugging me. I really wish the Make Your Own Cover thing Wattpad added didn't require you to scribble the title on it. All the little thumbnails my stories have are just a pretty picture. No writing. Nothing fancy. That's the way it's always been and that is the rule. My rule at least. It's a pity, because Wattpad's M.Y.O.C. thing has a lot of good pictures to choose from....
            Speaking of pictures, I pretty much changed all of my profile pictures to the little In the Margins Me drawing I did, which is more accurate than that Phoenix-y thing I had before. I might do another one to update it, since my hair's longer and my green hoodie's gotten too old and worn out to wear. In fact, I did. But last I checked the scanner was not working/plugged in/any good. So that's not going to be seen any time soon. Sigh.
So there's today's blog in all it's ramble-y unplanned-ness. See you all tomorrow.
T.Y.G.E.R.