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Dramione Fanfiction.

Wed, 28 May 2008 15:21:28 GMT

Yep, this frigin' june.

Turns out i like the fandom, and i'm going to write a epic of 100k this june, as a sharpening to my not-so-epic literalition skills. And well, you can most likely find it one fanfiction.net, under the user tartai. [yes, i still have to check if thats right]

Right now i am in the middle of the prologue, and with any luck, i'm going to finish it in a rapid-fire rate till the end of... june.

Just brushing off my skills, but, well... yes, freedback will be eaten with much apreciation.

Oh, and this post has 9 typing errors. They are underlined, with red, for me, and black for you exclusively.

Yes, I do fail.

Writer's Block: Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep

Tue, 06 May 2008 08:25:56 GMT

What is one thing you MUST do before you go to bed at night?

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Draw, sketch or read. Always. And check my cat is home.

Moving

Sun, 02 Mar 2008 16:03:39 GMT

My mum suddenly decided to move yesterday.

i must have cried a dozen times yesterday, after i got myself to come home.

Decided to fall asleep under my blanket, just to kill my brain for a few hours. And you know what she had done when I woke up? Gone. Gone and taken my cat.

She stole my cat.

My companion... Cried more after that.

And now, today she calls me in the afternoon, telling he's getting sick, and curled in a corner for hours on end, and has neither drunk nor ate.

And she called me only for that, to tell me to come over five miles by foot.

And all that over a saying that a cat must go first in a new house.

I can't stand it! For her it's just a game, but it's my cat, and her fault.

Waiting for my grandparents to come back and lend me money to run after him, and take him home now.

Btw, Shadowscythe invasion is happening in mechquest. I must have reaped some 20 thousand off the war. Yeey.

I'll kill myself one of these days. Sure of it.

P.S. God, I can feel my lungs ache.

OMG a titlezz!!!

Mon, 04 Feb 2008 17:23:16 GMT

So, i was writing again yesterday, and you know what? I came up with a title! A neew title for my book!

Like the third or fourth or something!

I'm gonna call it ''sketch''!

Like, wow?

What?

Sat, 02 Feb 2008 11:55:11 GMT

I'm a writer.

I tell that to myself every single day, and try to fight off my common sense. I try, because, unless I do, live would suddenly seem very, very sad.

A writer. The best and worst job in the cosmos.

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I had an argue with my mom again. She is always reminding me now that I have to go live on my own. I'm fifteen! I'm not supposed to try and grow up yet. I don't even know how.

Anyway, today I am making my new and improved timeline, characters and relations. Ooh, and setting, don't forget that!

p.s. The whole point of my anexity is the tea running out compleatly. It has now.

School sucks. No, really.

Fri, 25 Jan 2008 15:11:09 GMT

I'm sick. There is this girl in my class (fine, half of them) who's driving me mad and i have written nothing and read little more than that. I have a cold -a nasty one- above it, and I can't skip school even if i found the resolve to.

And, I'm out of milk. No milk, no tea.

No mood.

If I was to write now, I would write about death and gore, nastiest things aloft, and feel worse.

And I need to write.

By, the way I read Dragon-Charmer, by Jan Siegel. (And The Obsidian Key, and Skulduggery Pleasant, but that is irrelevant.)

A wondrous book, yet... It is the second in a three book series. I'm saving to buy the first and third in amazon. Just worth it, and much more.

Oh. And I am in the look for a pseuydonym. Decided my real name sounds nasty.

By the way, thanks to Elyone for reminding me livejournal exists.

Nano-ing?

Sat, 17 Nov 2007 03:03:51 GMT

Well, I've been pulling a all-nighter catching up, and made 4000 words.

still around 3000 behind from what was the count when the sun was still up. For today, 17-th of November it is 28 334.

I am 5 315 behind today :/

ButI have like, 16 hours to catch up, including the together-writing thing that is, lyk, today, in lyk, what? 7 hours?

Yep. Shoud get some sleep, shouldn't I?

Yep. Should. But I wanna be ahead! Wait, how much am I behind from yesterday? Ah, only 3 647 might make it tonight.

The black tea I drank is finaly ozzing in, no sleep in my eyes unless I actualy crawl to my bed. Nope, and unless I fall asleep in, what? 8 in the morning? I shoould be able to be awake, when I have to go out for the write-o-thon.

Oh. And I have a *secret* strategy for those who need to catch up.

Buy your favorite brand of chocolite, mind you not the candy bar-sized ones. The flat ones.

And then open it. And leave it there until you cant take it anymore. I take one piece everytime I write 500 words. It worked for me, though, it wasn't near my favorite brand of chocolite. I've ate seven. That is lyk, 3500 words.

Good luck, and do not forget to kick your inner editor!

Untitled

Mon, 15 Oct 2007 14:47:35 GMT

This morning, when I turned on my flock, NaNo homepage said that they ahve sent a email to all who signed up for NaNoRemindMe.

In anticipration I checked my mail.

And thus:

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Hello!

This is your imagination. I know work, school, and general craziness have been keeping us apart lately. But there's something we need to do together this November.

It's called National Novel Writing Month. For it, we'll bash out a 50,000-word novel, from scratch, in 30 days. You and me. Writing a book. Together.

I need you to sign us up. Because I don't have any arms.

http://www.NaNoWriMo.org

Love,

Your imagination

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I almost cried. I was happy, not to say more. For the second time in my life I felt a sensation I hadn't since July.

I felt like I had found and was about to do the thing I was born to do. Like it was the whole essence of me, like there was nothing else needed for me to be compleate, like I had found a piece of puzzle lost at birth.

I am going to be a real writer. I am going to do it, and most likely, nothing will stop me. Yep, it's going to be hard. Yes, in between writing and homework I am going to lose sleep.

But it's NaNo. The real thing, here in this chair, in exactly 15 days typing away, The thing I was meant to do.

Other than that, Tom, at my school said I won't make it. I said I would, that I have experiance, and that he would be the one who doesen't know what he is talking about, since I have quite the experiance from JulNo. He said he could. I was taken aback, and now I think I will, tomorrow, challenge him to it, to live up to his words. Writing a book is no joke, you know.

Tue, 02 Oct 2007 13:36:25 GMT

October has started! For me, NaNo is soon to come.

They say it's not as scary, but I guess it was pretty much scary on July.

I'm kind of afraid already, though, it's a fawking month away.

Okay, now. On October, the last, I will log off my net life. Oh, my god. How will I survive?

Without over-sugary tea, maybe. Could save money to buy chocolite bars, maybe. That would be like, rewarding myself when I reach the word count.

And what will I do if I go alergic to it? I hope I don't.

And I'll have to tell my classmates not to bug me with questions, cuz' a week in the deal, i am sure I'll be coming down with stress.

It'll be like, wake up at 6 a.m., fall outta bed, write for a hour, get yourself ready for school, go there with a bike at 7.40, write ideas at school, fight headaches, getthefuckoutta there, invite friends over to give you ''mental'' suppot, as you write, silently, till 6 p.m. then shoo-shoo friends away, write till 23.00 p.m. dinner, study, maybe together, wash and BED!

Omgnoes. Sounds nearly impossible for a month. Oh well.

Good luck.

Thu, 13 Sep 2007 16:49:58 GMT

Drew this awhile ago, supposed to be fairies.

I quite like It, but hence my scanner deliverer being late, I just took a picture.

Wondering what could turn it into something decent.