August 26, 2009
Yesterday, Miss Eve and dad got in a big argument. I hope it calms down by today. I hate when people argue. Now, I do not have anyway to get away from the house to avoid listening to it. Summer Camp is over, but I enjoyed it while it lasted. We went to see a magic show at The Palace on the beach, took a tour of South Carolina’s second largest library, went to the movies (too bad I didn’t get to see Harry Potter!), went to The museum of Arts and Science, and ate at a million different locations. All and all, I would say it was a pretty good summer.
After we took a trip to see my principal at the high school to talk about discipline, I was ready to go to school. All throughout summer, I just didn’t feel ready. Now I’m hyped and ready to go. This year would be my last year, so I’m ready to look at more colleges. I’m big on education, so naturally, I was already looking. But recently, I decided I could not afford the private art school I was looking at, so now I have to search for a new one. But the thing is, I love the city that the school was located at, so now I’m just looking for art schools in the area. My sister told me that the city has a lot of colleges. I believe this, because it is already known to support a lot of schools. Last time I went there, I couldn’t help but notice all the locally owned and factory outlet places they have to shop. It’s like candyland for shoppers. But somehow, I can only see myself going to the cheap outlets. That’s because I doubt I could afford an expensive lifestyle on a college budget. But I’ll have three more years to think about that.
First I want to attend Horry-Georgetown Technical College before going to Charleston. There I want to get my business degree. That is located in Conway. It’s also a nice town and home to another popular four-year college, but I don’t want to go there. I’ve heard rumors that Coastal Carolina is nothing more than a party college. And you know what, I totally believe it. I hate Coastal Carolina. I don’t know why, but I just do. My dad is talking about moving to Williamsburg County again. If we do, I’m probably not going to go to Horry-Georgetown Tech. I’ll probably find some other school to crash at. The thing is, I’m not scared to move to another dead town. Maybe it’s because I’ve been there before and I believe we can prosper. Maybe it’s because I don’t have to stay there after this year. Either way, bring it on. I’m not scared…yet. Just wait until I get in that classroom. I’ll be scared shitless.
I wrote my grandma two days ago, but I haven’t sent it off yet. I haven’t sent her a letter in years. I can’t remember the last time I did. Two years ago I wrote her a letter updating her on my progress. Too bad, I never sent it off. It was at least three pages long. The one I’m planning to send her is only one page long. Not that it matters, because content is what is important. Maybe Eve and dad will figure out what is important aside from an argument.
August 28, 2009
I spent almost all day yesterday fantasizing about the greatness of AFI guitarist Jade Puget. But to be honest with you, he’s not that hot. I’ve seen pictures of him before the blonde Mohawk, and quiet frankly, I find them lackluster. I also sent off the letter I’d written for my grandmother. Finally, she can get a response, seeing as I always do. I think she loves writing as much as I do. I’m just lazy at it sometimes. In other news, the channels on my radio are all scrabbled up, but at least one good thing has happened today. Eve and dad have stopped fighting. Yay! Which brings me to the real reason why I’m blogging today? Eve basically indicated that she only has sex long enough to satisfy her self.
Is that right? I mean, I have not had sex yet, but I still have a pretty good perception (Or what I consider good) of what one should be doing for their partner. I mean this by saying that it shouldn’t be all about you. Don’t guys worry about being good in bed, so that it doesn’t leave a bad impression? If a guy stopped everytime he climaxed, wouldn’t most girls think little of him? So why would a girl do the same thing.
My older sister, Tip, and Eve have also talked about the fact that I don’t date. They deny that they discuss it, but I’m not an impotent. I can tell when someone’s talking about me and why. No, I have never had sex. No, I have never had a boyfriend. Yes, I have met jerks. Yes, I have met cool guys. But unlike my peers, I am in no rush to date. I want to date when I go to college. That way, I will have more control over my environment. I want to be outgoing, but I do not like the guys that I see at school. Some of them are nice. Still, they don’t usually share my interests. A man has got to be my friend before he can be my boyfriend. I don’t have a lot of guy friends. A lot of guys, I don’t trust. Besides, what’s the rush? I’ve seen girls who get around a lot. I have been friends with them. They have gotten pregnant, dropped out, all that good stuff. These were students in tenth grade, seventh grade, and twelfth. So why are they trying to rush me? Anyway, it doesn’t matter, because I have no plans to become a statistic.
PS. It looks like we’re staying in Marion for another year. My dad is now talking about moving to Charlotte after I graduate. Two more weeks and it’s back to school!
August 29, 2009
I just wrote two pages based purely on the subject of television but failed to save it to my hard drive, therefore deleting it. I feel like breaking something, but I can’t. What’s so terrible about two pages is that it was written in Time New Roman, size 10! It’s four o’clock am and that would be wrong to selfishly disturb people’s sleep all because I was a jackass. Computers are stupid. I hat that I love the Internet so much.
On the flip side, I have written 146 kilobytes of my story to which I have no name. I simply refer to the draft as ‘Demon,’ since the plot revolves around these creatures. I’ve written Twenty-two chapters on forty-three pages so far in Times New Roman, size 12. I plan to start on the new chapter tomorrow (which is today, but later in the afternoon). I’m going to kick the title off with the heading, “Kill Lacey, Volume 1.”
August 1, 2009
I can’t stop obsessing over my weak grade level score on ‘Demon.’ It’s a mere three-point one, and I can’t understand why. But this blog that I’m writing rates as a four-point six. What the hell is that?
To combat this, I’ve presented a new writing style to present “Kill Lacey, Volume 1” in. The sentences will be longer and the text will be more descriptive. I’ve written all introductions in first person, present tense. Yesterday, Miss Eve and I went to get some food from the IGA. My dad let us use his credit card to get a few things. I saw some computer paper with only one hundred sheets and jumped on it. Some people might wonder why I did it but I believe it was a good move. I need to print out my manuscript and I might have to use the school printer because I don’t have one. Mrs. Cox will probably let me use hers, but just so she doesn’t think I’m mooching off her or taking advantage of her hospitality, I’m going to use the typing paper that I bought and pay her for the ink I use. After all, I am in nearly fifty pages and that has got to be a lot of ink. Plus, a local company manufactured the paper, so it benefited the businesses closest to me.
The reason why I need to print it is, because I need three different people to be constructively critical and possibly make corrects. If I ever get it published, and I hope I will, I will definitely be thinking the very fabulous Mrs. Arla Cox. She is not a professional editor and to me, she doesn’t have to be. You can’t write a book without having someone around who will be honest but not brutal or just plain mean. Mrs. Cox is that person for me. To keep myself from having to print about one hundred and fifty pages, I am going to print one copy (or put it on a floppy disk and print out review paper so they can write on those.) and print out review/analysis papers and allow myself to be critiqued that way. I know who the first two critics will be but I am not sure about the third. I am also thinking about putting it on the web to be criticized. I mean, not the entire thing but half of it.
I really want to send it to a publisher and see what they think, but I read in Poets and Writers how Ali Sethi, author of a book called ‘The Wish Maker,’ did this (except instead of a publisher, it was an agent) and the agent asked him to finish the book first. Then later on in the interview, he said that his advice to up and coming writers were for them to finish their work. What also floored me was that most of the writers being interviewed had at least an average of three hundred and fifty pages. Now, I have aspired to write that particular length of pages. I counted the amount of lines in a standard sized HarperCollins book and I found that each page possessed only twenty-eight lines. The total number of pages in Melissa Marr’s book: one hundred and twenty five. Multiply twenty-eight lines by two and you get fifty-six: the equivalent of one Microsoft Word page. That means you get two for one Microsoft page. This means that if I were published right now, I would have about one hundred pages. I don’t know whether I can do a three hundred, but only time will tell.
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Okay, I was watching The Hold Steady perform live at the ‘Artist’s Den,’ but then I abandoned it for ‘Punk’d.’ The people there seemed to really be rocking out, but I’m not. I have heard The Hold Steady perform in the past and I didn’t think they were all that great. Then I turn the channel to watch my show and there they are. I listen and they sound good, other than the fact that I have no idea what lyrics the lead vocalist is uttering, because I can’t him while he is singing. I also can’t stand the way he moves his arms about while he’s singing. It is so annoying. There is one bright spot: the commentary in between is great! I would like an upclose look at the guitarist’s tats, but I know I’m not going to get one. I must say, it is much better than watching Ani Difranco perform. When she sung, I felt like falling asleep.
The ‘Artists Den’ makes me think about my dilemma about regarding whether I want to own a music venue or if I want to own a clothing/jewelry store. I know that if I create a music venue it will be pure BYOB, bring your own beer. I will not pay for drinks and security too. Besides I’m all about making things affordable. Drinks that you buy at the clubs are not cheap. I think it is more effective to let someone (who already wants to see a band and buys the gas and uses money to get a ticket) go to the store and pay $5.00 to get some beer/liquor/wine, enabling them to take it into a building to party and get hammered. Am I right? On the other hand, if I decide to own a clothing/jewelry store, I want to solicit work from local (mostly Charleston) natives or outsiders (such as myself) living in the area. I could give them 40 to 30% of the earnings and keep the rest for other business necessities such as marketing, promoting, and manufacturing the items I’ve solicited. I already know what kind of items I want, which are ones that I would buy. I love gothic, street, and chic. But you never really know, because people will design some really amazing things that you probably would never dream of. I will keep my eyes open for the beautiful and original.
Speaking of original, I’ve decided that I need to come up with a rigid, effective marketing plan geared towards to people who love and respect the genre I am writing for. And yes, there are people who do not respect the supernatural-ness of the gothic genre. When the radio was mentioning an advertisement for a book that involved a family living in a graveyard, my counselor said that the author needed help. Then, when I told my dad the title of my new chapter, which is a play on the ‘Kill Bill’ movies, he said I needed to change it. Three days ago, he said he would read a page of my story. He later downsized it to a paragraph. He still hasn’t got to it yet. After what he said about my title, I am glad he is not reading it. It’s not his subject, just as memoirs are not mine. I love fiction and dad obviously prefers the opposite. Knowing that I am prejudice against certain genres is why I can honestly say that there are people who do not respect the supernatural-ness of the gothic genre.
Earlier, I spoke with my dad about getting an agent at the end of the school year. I can’t start college until the fall anyway, so why not. I seriously doubt the money will go flying out the window before I can even get a chance to campus. Besides, what will I be doing for the summer? Chances are nothing, because I will be too old for summer camp and I can’t seem to find a job. I was surprised at how quickly some books sell to a publisher and I am hoping mine might do the same. I made a list of the publisher I am looking at so far. I would send my work to them myself if I didn’t know that most major publishers won’t even look at you if you don’t possess an agent. And I have thought long and hard and realized that the best option I have is a publishing house. Self-publishing sounds cool but plenty of author have done that without much success and with a bunch of cash. The one thing I want to do is promote my work on the road (e.g. The Pee Dee and national magazines and interviews.) while it’s new and I have little to do. Hopefully, I can generate enough buzz to have a loyal following (no I don’t mean cult, I just want people who enjoy what I write, Not that I discriminate) who will spread my work through word of mouth. I also want to do a book signing and reading and I know exactly where to do it. During the tour of the enormous Florence Library, the tour guide mentioned that there was a room that could be used for free and they permitted free access to the kitchen and bathroom also. All you had to do was fill out some information and book the room for whatever time. I would also love to host a giveaway in some sort of contest to someone likes this kind of stuff. I really would like to have sponsors and supporters who could contribute and also promote/generate sales from the exposure. I haven’t got it all figured out but at least I have an idea about what I want. Everyone can’t say that. Hopefully I can get the manuscript finished and published before the beginning of the fall of next year.
August 2, 2009
I am watching the X-Games on ABC and am wondering where is Shaun White. The last time I saw the guy on television was in ’05 or ’07. I am rooting for any guy who is black. That may sound racist but it is kind of rare to have black people into extreme sports. There are so much stigmas against it in the community. Black people act as though everything will kill them and all things that people do that might do them injury is stupid. I was just watching Reeves on the skating course and I was really disappointed, because I was hoping the guy would take more risks instead of playing it safe like he did. Now, I am watching the other set of four skate and the person I am definitely not rooting for is Homoki because he is affiliated with Tony Hawk (who I have nothing against, except any shameless promoting of any partners). Fortunately this kid currently is last on the board. I am very disappointed with the rookie Kowalski, because I am a fan of upsets (as long as I’m not rooting for the loser).
August 3, 2009
My dad finally read that paragraph, except instead of just reading the paragraph he read the entire page I had been working on, and then he told me to stroll down! I am so happy he loved it. I had already started on the ‘Lacey ’ part of my story (no I am done with the intro, I am not talking about that.) where she beats the crap out of her neighbor, Mrs. Q. Now, all I have to do is figure out what I am going to do next so that I can have Mrs. Q come back again and beat the crap out of Lacey. I definitely want to bring her son Silver into it. I want him to be ruthless and disgusting, so that if the reader did not hate him, they will learn to. I think I will write ‘Lacey’ into two different parts: Kill Lacey Volume One and Two, I think.
I want the result to be an equal amount of pages distributed towards each character. That means that since ‘Heather’ comes with twenty-five pages, each Volume must come with twelve and a half pages, approximately seven hundred lines in all. Ouch. I just figured that up, and the number might put a hurting on my finger. I am only six pages and a half in, Plus, I would like to make a correction for an error I put in my last journal entry: Word only does 43 lines per page, while HarperCollins does 28 in there standard sized books. This would mean I have about eighty pages done in a standard sized book. I am very disappointed. This is what happens when you start counting numbers instead of writing your damn book like you are suppose to. I don'’ know if I can write 'Lacey‘ without using paper.
September 14, 2009
I downloaded L.J Smith’s podcast the other day from the Harperteen website. I was surprised to find that there was an ugly contrast between her description of her character’s in ‘The Vampire Diaries’ and the show (which I found to be quite a bore, I might add). The fact that Smith said that she believed her vampires should be drop dead gorgeous and the fact that on television, they are not, is a great contrast. On top of that Stefan is not even handsome, just freaky looking, and odd when it comes to the eyes. The only character that I found interesting and complex (one thing the main character was suppose to be but wasn’t) was the blonde chick who complained that the main character was always getting the attention. I might watch the next episode (If there even will be one!).
I am currently revising all 23 chapters of ‘Demon’ since I’ve found that it has several errors in it, particularly dealing with past/present tense. Therefore I have added times to it. I am not sure if that will help a lot since the first few chapters intersect in timing. I have posted the first draft of those chapters on Authonomy.com, which is where my errors were pointed out to me. I shall revamp each uploaded chapter until all or almost all errors are corrected or at least, the sequence of events make more sense to the reader, because that is who this story is for, the reader.
My favorite character in my story is Foyce, although I haven’t completely written him in yet. My favorite voice is Heather’s. She reminders me of most of the girls at school when she is talking for her introduction. As for complex, that award goes to Lacey Chao. Boy oh boy, do I love that last name. Add an s and that would be the perfect description for her life. I don’t know how I feel about Blair until I start really writing her life. ‘Discovery’ was a pretty bland chapter so by writing her more later, I hope that I can find a voice for her. As for William, I am not finished with him.