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Just yelling at the "do this or thats" of Google and many other internet things.  You know how they always pop up and say "You can do this with that!" and such?  Annoying.

Anyway, I want to write something today, because I haven't in a very long time.  Maybe that is because I was planning a very successful wedding!  Woot!  I am now a MARRIED woman!  My husband is amazing.  He is phenomenal! I am so lucky to be married to this wonderful man!

I haven't written anything else in a while either.  But now with the planning done, I intend to pick it up once more.  Though typing with the fake nails I got for the wedding is proving very difficult!

So anyway, a few thoughts on weddings.  First, go ahead and pay attention to every little detail.....IF you can remember that they don't matter as much as the fact that you are getting married.  What, you may ask?  I mean that if you want every little detail perfect, go ahead and plan every little detail.  Just remember that if it doesn't turn out exactly as you wanted, it may be better! 

I had a few things go wrong.  I could have flipped out but didn't.  Save your "bridezilla" moments for the important things.  Like when the hotel has put all the groomsmen next to your room and they're up at 1am going in and out of their room, making noise and talking with a loud TV.  Feel free to send a nasty text message to your Best Man at this point who, as such a good friend, will understand and get them to STFU! 

OR, his phone will have died and they will have magically shut up anyway.  He will then, in great humor, read the text message once his phone has recharged and proceed to laugh his rear end off.

Make sure that everyone knows there are certain things that should and should NOT be told to the bride.  On the list of things to tell her, CHANGES in anything.  Do not surprise her with changes.  Would you rather have a bridezilla rant on you or in public? 

Avoid telling her any negative comments until after the wedding.  Usually it is a good idea to keep most of these to yourself anyway.  I didn't really have any negative comments, but a couple of things were said and told to me at the wrong time.  It is a very emotional time for a bride.  You never know what is going to bother or not.

As the bride, BE MELLOW!  Let things go and trust everyone to do what they are going to do!  Nothing ever turns out like it does in your head!  It turns out BETTER!  I trusted my guys to get their tuxs, they did.  The same for my girls and their dresses.  I trusted the vendors to do their jobs, and they did, so much better than what I imagined!

At any rate, the important thing is now...I am a wife.  I am wife to the most loving, caring, and sweet husband anyone could ask for.

The End

The Nameless City

So I had a dream, the likes of which I have before, where my boss, myself, and a few of my Archaeological colleagues discovered something cool.  This time we were in muddy mountains and discovered a secret city.  Pretty cool huh?  My boss thought so too.  His response was "Cool!  Write a story about it so I can read it."

Crap.

Double crap.

Triple crap.

A large portion of pig dookie with a side of horse crap.

Do you realize what this means?  It means that while I am supposed to be working on Book of Seas and touching up Stolen Child, I am now pounding away something new.  Don't get me wrong.  I am enjoying the large amounts of what I deem AWESOMENESS that is being produced from this.  However, I have other things I need to do...such as finish writing those blasted thank yous for my shower. 

Oh well.  You know what?  I WANT to write.  I want to produce something incredibly awesome.  I hope that this turns into something really cool and that maybe I can submit it.  We will see. 

I know I have spoken about how music inspires me and how I constantly find new music to write to but this time it is killing me!  The music I have been using to inspire this mostly comes from Lisa Gerrard's album The Mirror Pool.  It also reminds me of H.P. Lovecraft.  So a lot of my influences for this story are coming from Lovecraft's short stories...particularly the Nameless City.  The mystery surrounding his works is exactly the sort of environment I wish to create with this new story.

 I have absolutely no clue where this story will lead and who will live and who will die.  Considering that these people are my co-workers I am a little concerned what I do with the characters that are slightly reflecting them.  On one hand, I just can't see a character living or remaining so with their sanity intact with this kind of theme.  On the other hand, I don't want them to kill me. 

Choices choices.  Lets be honest here?  How many of our characters draw upon elements of those around us?  We certainly put ourselves into our own stories...what about others?

I am going to electrocute myself....

.....if I keep on chewing on the headset cord for my iPod.  Not to mention, I'll end up without ear buds!

At any rate, I am in serious trouble!  Oh my am I in trouble!  I have fallen and fallen hard.  Would you like to know the reason why?  Well here he is...

Commander Nathaniel Taylor, Terra Nova

Yap.  That is right.  Commander Nathaniel Taylor.  I feel like I am in High School again based on how hard I fell for this guy!  I mean, he's so bad ass!  Not to mention he is an incredible babe!!!  Lord please make my body thinner and stronger then sweep me away to live in his universe because I don't know how I can go on!  (And while, you're at it, please give me Jennifer Love-Hewitt's hair from the first season of Ghost Whisperer.)  I'm going to die now...of heartbreak.  Actually, I think if I go and write some horrible Mary Sue Fanfiction, my life will be a little better.

To all my fellow dreamers, how often do you fall for a fictional character?  How many are in your "harem?"  Who are amongst the top?  Here's a really important one...HOW OFTEN IS IT A CHARACTER OF YOUR OWN CREATION?

Let's be honest, there is a Mary Sue hidden in all of us.  So long as she's not the rabbit sitting in our heads and working the controls, we're okay.  (Father Ted reference.)

I suppose that is it for now.  I just had to share this with the world.

I AM MADLY IN LOVE WITH COMMANDER NATHANIEL TAYLOR!!!

Weekend

What is a weekend?  I hear that it is this wonderful time that people take to enjoy time from work.  I don't have that.  I get home from work and I go to other work.  :P  I also hear there is this wonderful thing called sleep.  I'd like to try that sometime.

At any rate, I move on.

I am thinking of beginnings for Book of Seas.  You know something annoying about my writing?  I can always think of random scenes within the story, random parts that connect somehow, but I hate trying to come up with the filler.  I always can't help but think "Oh man.  People are going to be so frakking bored by this part and they'll put it down!"  Don't you ever wonder that?

What is it that keeps a good story going?  Is there some formula? 

I have heard multiple things about writing and techniques and not all of them ring truth to me.  So I use what I can but in the long run I don't think good writing has any one way that makes it great. 

Rewind a minute to high school English class.  I remember my literature teacher going over "How to write a fiction story."  Wow.  She was dead set on this being the way you had to do it or your story would fail.  Now don't get me wrong.  There were some good tips in there somewhere, but honestly I don't think you can't rope most imaginations and force them to follow a certain structure.  I know this is very true of mine.  My imagination doesn't even listen to me sometimes.

To illustrate.  I was creating a story in my head for my own enjoyment.  This is also known as daydreaming.  My day dream was about some romance with a television character (I think from Firefly...or Stargate. One of those.) and there was this super sweet moment where my Mary Sue and this character (I want to say it was Daniel Jackson, but this was a long time ago.) were professing their feelings but in an unspoken way.  Suddenly mercenaries attack (or was it wraith?  G'ould? The Alliance?).  What?!  I didn't put this in here!  Why are they interrupting my wonderful moment??  Seriously!  It was frustrating.  But for whatever reason my imagination took control and wanted to spice up the story.  Perhaps it had to do with the music I was listening to.

Anyway, I just think that my English teacher was wrong to make it seem like if you didn't have this structure to a fiction story you won't write a good one.  Now, if she had taken more the "These are the elements you need to consider when writing, here is one way of structuring your thoughts on the matter." approach, I would have listened.  (Maybe.)

It wasn't that great of a structure anyway.  If I remember correctly, I believe it had the characters and their backgrounds coming before the plot.  What kind of structure is that?  It took me ages to come up with actual characters and their backgrounds.  For Stolen Child, I spent hours on Snowberry's name alone.  The archivist didn't even get a name because I thought it fun to not give him one even though he's a fairly important person.

Well, at this point I look at the clock, am satisfied with the time and will now go to bed.  Anyway, I hope you all have a wonderful night/day/morning/afternoon/weekend and may you actually get your weekends!

Gravy and Cheesecake

So my obsession with cooking and baking is growing.  I have now spent my entire day looking up recipes...beginning with the idea to look up a swirled cheesecake so I can use my huckleberry syrup.  I have since expanded the recipes to pumpkin things, Christmas things, Shepard's pie, cheesecakes, Italian food, Greek food, and, well, the list goes on. 

I have now decided that I am going to attempt to make and almond spice cake tonight.  I'm thinking a light butter cream frosting glaze will do nicely.  I would like to make it a pumpkin spice cake, but it isn't fall and I don't have any pumpkin.  Buzzkill.

I think that I should go to bed.  But I want to make this stuff so much!  I am inspired to cook!  (Currently I am waiting on some things to heat.)  But you know, I can't wait until fall and winter to make spiced things.  I love spiced things...and pumpkin things!  I can't wait to make pumpkin things.

As for you, what do YOU like to make?

Stolen Child

STOLEN CHILD IS FINISHED!

Wow.  That was interesting.  I finally finished something.  It's also something I am very proud of.  It still needs a lot of work, but man it feels good to have finished it.  I have placed the manuscript on Authonomy, for whoever will read and help.

I know there are loads of kinks I need to work out.  I am excited to do so, but I need to step away from this story for a while and worry about another before I can return to it. 

As for the ending, I think that is one of my biggest troubles.  There are a few parts in there I feel are necessary but rushed.  The final fight between Connor and Brychan, for instance.  I know that I like the way it isn't just an all out brawl but I feel there is something missing in the fight itself.  As for when Connor finally prevails, I absolutely love that. 

The rest...hmmm...getting Connor and Winter home and explaining a few things away, well that was rushed but I think it wasn't horribly so.  More should have been done with the children though.  I'm not sure if I know how to explain it though.  Oh well.  It will all help when I have this blasted thing edited.

Anyway, as for the rest of the world...I forget who told me, but they were somewhere recently where there was a "Mary Sue Cafe" and they thought of me and my incredible love for Mary Sues.  So awesome.  I need to figure this out and go there just to see.  Maybe they have a picture of Wesley Crusher on the wall somewhere.

On other notes, I need a dog.

Father Ted

You know, you watch some kind of comedy, whatever kind you fancy, and you laugh like crazy.  Sure, some of that is the script, but what about the rest of it?  A lot goes into comedy.  Sometimes the show is mildly funny and you laugh a little here and there.  But what about when she show is so side-splitting hilarious that you have tears in your eyes and anyone in the house thinks you're going mad?  It has to be more than just the writing.  The right actors, the right set, the right costume...you have to get it all just right.  I have found the comedy which is perfect for me.  FATHER TED.

This show has just the right ingredients.  The right actors, the right costumes, and the right writing.  I have tears in my eyes from this, I laugh so hard.  I have to worry about the neighbours thinking I've gone off the edge I laugh that loud.  That is a good comedy.

And from this show, I have developed a great desire for a Dougal plushie.  I suppose I could make one.  Any suggestions on this?  I heart Father Dougal McGuire so much! 

Well, enough on that...because I could go on for ages. 

I have written parts in my stories that I find comedic.  Some of them even cause me to laugh almost as loud as I do when I watch this show.  Sometimes I just chuckle.  However, it is worriesome when writing comedy.  Just because I find something hilarious doesn't mean my reader will.  So much of my consideration while writing is ensuring the reader feels what I intend them to feel. 

Now, I'm not trying to force the reader to feel something in particular, it is more the sort of thing that if I write the death of a certain character, I am intending they feel sad.  So much goes into that.  You can't force a reader into feeling anything for any one part of your book. 

This isn't the part where I am going to go on and say how it requires talent and all that sort of bollocks.  No.  I'm getting at how nerve wracking it is.  How do the professionals do it?  How do they pull it off?  For those of us struggling to be writers or whatever, how can we ever achieve that?  Surely some of it is talent, but what about practice?  Practice surely makes one better.  Criticism has to play a good role in that as well.  If our work was never criticized we'd never be able to improve.  If we don't improve, our chances of getting recognized will go down. 

Okay.  Now I am rambling.  I'm enthralled with Father McGuire again.  It's not even about his looks.  I just love Dougal.  Watch FATHER TED and you'll love him too!