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I've failed NaNoWriMo - there is no way that I'll hit the 50,000 word count goal by the end of November. However, I don't want to get all discouraged and drop this novel like I have done with so many other attempts at writing something substantial; not when this one has come so far. So I'm going to continue to publicize the word count by putting it here, where it will be seen by more people than what checked my NaNoWriMo page anyway. The word count goal is at least 50,000. To date this would be redundant, since the date's on the journal entry, so I will simply provide a current count here: 15,354. Page count: 57. Updates will be posted whenever they occur. My hope is to make an update at least once a week - with my work schedule, that should be doable. If anyone is interested, I can provide some snippets as well, I suppose. Maybe. I know you guys are trustworthy, but I'm real hesitant to post any content online. I know, I'm paranoid. It's not good enough to be stolen anyway. Something like this: "Told to wait in the foyer, Richard shifted his weight nervously from side to side, his eyes distracted by the myriad weaponry which decorated the walls: two hundred swords, one hundred muskets, and on the wall above the hallway which lead to the greater part of the mansion hung an arrangement of axes, great-swords, flails, and other medieval arms that imitated some great, deadly floral basket." ...We'll see. I don't know what I hope to accomplish by posting these updates. Maybe making the word/page counts public I will feel more pressured into being motivated? That would be ideal, I suppose. Feedback and support are nice, but I'm not going to put that kind of responsibility on the F-list. |
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Being at the Supernatural convention this past weekend has re-inspired me to seek out acting, even if it's "just community theatre." That's still getting out there and doing it. So I googled auditions in my area, and found one for tonight at 7pm. I went. Upon arriving in the parking lot and turning off my car, I was struck very badly with a feeling of "WTH am I doing, these people are tons better than me, I'll just look like a no-talent douche like those people that wear sunglasses at night" (actually, I added that last bit just now, but the idea was the same.) I almost turned my car back on and pulled away, but then I got annoyed with myself for being so unconfident. Dammit, I'm not the best actor in the world (DUH) but I'm better than some, and how did I know how good the people were that were headed into the theatre? Besides, I'd come all that way (to VA BEACH no less) so I'd hate myself forever if I turned around and beat the hasty retreat. So I plucked up my resolve, screwed my courage to the sticking place, and pulled the keys out of the ignition before I could change my mind. I grabbed my resume and head shot, and went inside and auditioned. It was, of course, really fun. Auditions are awesome. I connected with our audience of 5 and made them laugh at one point, even though it was a cold reading of a script I'd never seen before and the character I was reading for was not a particularly relate-able or funny character. So that was something. I was wry and sarcastic enough that the audience snickered - that's points, in my book. The director will be calling the folks she wants to come in for callbacks tomorrow. Everyone who is cast or is turned away will be called sometime by the end of the week. I'll let y'all know the outcome. The play is "An Act of the Imagination," for the curious. I read for Holly Adams and Brenda Simmons, the latter of which was the character that I did better with.
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"People often say to me...Craig, what're you doing in my garden?" "And I say "Oooohhhh....your garden, is it?"" "If you're ever having an argument with somebody....pretend you have an invisible friend who agrees with you. Then you can look at your friend and go "Peh!" And your invisible friend will go "I knooowww!"" This is hilarious after a 13 hour work day. Or any day. Love Craig Ferguson. |
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COLONIAL WILLIAMSBURG IS ON FIRE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=20 I don't want to re-post the 32 pics, so go and see! |
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This is a completed commission that has yet to be paid for. The commissioner has yet to contact me again regarding payment. If interested in purchasing it, please contact me at celestria@cox.net and we will see what can be worked out.
Crossposted to a few places. |
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Got my Irish on today. Learned from Mom/taught myself to knit, watched "P.S. I Love You," and enjoyed shepherd's pie for dinner. The weather coorperated, and is currently grey with a hint of showers. Good day, in all. ^_^ Erin go bragh! |
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So about how there's these three little air bubbles in the wine in my glass which look like those three little orbs of metal that Magneto uses to bust out of the plastic prison in X-Men 2. Work tomorrow. It's my dad's birthday. I get an extra 5$ every hour for working on Labor Day, and after I'm off we're doing a cookout thing hopefully if it doesn't rain. If it does rain, the Aquarium is going to be paaaaacked. Some guy (name hasn't been released) died during the Rock N Roll Half-Marathon at the Beach today. This is why running without being chased is bad. Apparently he collapsed right in front of the medical team though, so that was well-done...but he died at the hospital, so it wasn't well-enough-done. Sam is still ridiculously cute. This entry is turning out a lot longer than I'd anticipated. I thought I was just going to announce the bubbles in the wine, but then I told you all about all this random stuff. ...... I have a crush on a guy I haven't met face-to-face, who I only know online, who lives in California. I sure pick 'em, yeah? The guy in Maryland and I called each other back and forth a few times, but I haven't heard from him for like a week and it's his turn to call. I feel like that's more a friendship though. Which is weird, but right, if you know what I mean. I don't get the same feeling I get when I think about CaliforniaBoy. ....That reads like one of the plots from Ten Inch Hero. Where's Priestly, eh? I need a Priestly to hang out with. Flight of the Conchords is back on HBO. Yaaaay! I need to catch up on the episodes I've missed. ALSO Supernatural kicks back up Thursday!!!! Yaaaaay! Wonder when Lie to Me starts again.... Dude, now there's a bit of cork in my wine. When did that get in there?
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So I got a call from Kaitlin, the lady at the front desk for the Entertainment Department for Busch Gardens, Williamsburg. She had a job offer for me - a viola part in one of the Christmas season shows. I accepted. ..... :D :D :D That is all. |
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Even when we don't have something to say, I like to know that you're on the other end of the phone. From a fortune cookie: "A smooth sea never made a skillful mariner." From the radio: "Tell a friend about 93.7 BOB FM, or the terrorists win." |
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YAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHA *ahem* So I got a call 10 minutes ago from the lady I interviewed with yesterday..........and I'm going in for training with the computer program tomorrow at noon, and my first day on the schedule is Sunday!!! I am now employed as a photographer/photo sales person at the FotoFX shop at the Virginia Aquarium!!!!!! $8.50/hr, supposed to be averaging about 32 hours/week, and they're perfectly willing to work around Howl-O-Scream weekends. YES. I'm so excited. I'm bummed because my brother invited me on a mountain climb that he and his friends are doing Wednesday, but I'm going to see if they can't move that back to Thursday or something....because I'd really like to go, but I'll be training Wednesday. ......... I HAVE A JOB AND IT'S GOING TO BE WICKED FUN INSTEAD OF STANDING AT A REGISTER ALL DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!
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So that guy that has had a crush on me since Setting Sail back in Freshman year? He still has a crush on me, and has been calling me randomly at 9:30 at night. X.x I've got no interest in this dude, not even as friends. But he called while my folks and I were watching 24 tonight, and when I didn't pick up the phone, instead choosing to mutter "Go away," my dad inquired "Who's that?" "Will," says I, not even thinking about where this would go. Silly me, right? "Will?" My dad echoed. "Just a guy who's been crushing on me since freshman year," I responded. There was a bit of a silence, and my dad awkwardly filled it up with the required: "Want me to talk to him?" "DAD!!" Thus ensued a show of bravado in which he assured me that he's the best guy deterrent around (which my friends who have met my dad can probably agree with, actually) and that he'll gladly "meet this stalker." By the end of it I finally got him to chill and rewound back through the 15 minutes of 24 that had been missed while he was going on and on about how he'd give Will a talking to. Oi. I have an interview with FotoFX as a photographer for their shop at the VA Aquarium tomorrow at 1 - woohoo! Also, I applied at the Vitamin Shoppe because one of my friends is an assistant manager there and basically assured me a sales associate job. Woohoo? Also also, there is a new Petsmart location opening in Hilltop, VA Beach, and I tossed in an application with them today as a cashier. I have a couple of folks to call back and badger about the status of my applications tomorrow, and I'm still waiting on some responses to some email applications that were sent out last week. Sent one via fax that I have no clue if it even got received....I'm real anxious about that one, mostly because I have no way of contacting the person (except by fax, but who knows what good that will do) to find out if they even received it. Waiting waiting waiting. I'm almost tempted to write a song about how much waiting I've been doing since May, but the banality of the whole situation kind of kills my muse. Ah well. Sooner or later, somebody will come through for me, and I'll have an income with which to finally work toward getting a car that can hold its oil. I'm hoping it'll be sooner, though....I'd prefer to be driving my own vehicle to Newport News/Williamsburg on the weekends for Howl-O-Scream performances and rehearsals, rather than nicking off with my mom's whenever I have to face the highway because the purple van makes me nervous. It's a 1997 Honda Odyssey with 240,000 (ish) miles on it, and in the past 6-7 months it's really started to show its age. *sigh* Here's my mundanely boring list for tomorrow, if anyone's curious: Fun times, yup. Oh! Someone commissioned one of my animal masks: a male lion. That made me rather ecstatic, to know that when people say "I'd love one if I could afford it" they aren't just saying that to be nice - somewhere out there, someone said it, meant it, and found the cash to go through with it. She lives in England. :D We're working out the shipping and the exchange rate, and if anyone has tips for shipping over-seas (mostly tips on how to make sure the mask will be padded and supported properly so it doesn't get destroyed when man-handled) I'd love to hear them. I'll probably be posting a WIP series as well as a picture of the finished product when it's done. I have the nose, mane, and ears to finish painting. I've been thinking a lot recently about a boy I know. Also, my Irish accent is working on sounding authentic. All by itself - talented, yeah? Also also, I really want a biiiiiiird.....but I can't give in until Howl-O-Scream season is over, because leaving it in the care of my folks for the weekends would not be fair to the bird. So, come November 16th/17th (when I'm done wandering for the foreseeable future) I'm hoping to get a lovebird or a cockatoo. The big fluffy white parrots seem to love me, because I know the right place to scratch, right there on the back of the head. The ones in pet stores graciously stretch a wing out for me when I tickle their shoulders. Don't know if I want one that big though - I sure don't have room for it right now. But that's a few months down the road anyway. And me, I'm a few moonbeams short of a proper sleep, so I'll leave this where it is and hope it doesn't get lost in the music sheets which have taken over my mind. |
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Here's copies of my trip notes, for the curious. CHESAPEAKE, VA - EPPING, NH EPPING, NH - CHESAPEAKE, VA FUN FACTS ABOUT STATES! I am happy to say that after the first 14-ish-hour trip, Sam never puked in the car again. Hopefully he's been cured of that anxiety. |
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I'm posting this to you from my brand new HP Mini netbook, at my aunt's house in New Hampshire. Rock on. |
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It's over! True fans of Homestar Runner will understand that. Sleeping in a tent in a medieval encampment on an historic traffic circle is a very different kind of sleep. A swarm of reborn cicadas buzz all around you, bumping against the canvas walls and sizzzz-ing through fallen leaves. Treefogs sit silhouetted by the street light, waiting like dragons to eat the smaller flying things on their perpetual quest for The Light. Someone walks by, feet crunching the leaves, and the dog nearly tips over your cot as he sits up from lying partly underneath it. He barks - an alarm bark, heard about ten or fifteen times throughout the night - and ignores his own bed in favor of the night-damp earth. Distant drums echo in the wooden things around you as musical insomniacs celebrate a campfire. The muffled murmur of stargazers herald the disappointingly bright midnight of a small town surrounded by electric lights. There are twelve constellations - the first people to look at that sky knew many more. Innumerable little bird-voices cheer for the dawn as the swallows nesting in the surrounding house-eaves awaken. You go through the motions of another faire, fighting, talking, entertaining. Come 5:00, everything gets packed up and broken down and loaded into vehicles. The caravan rolls on home and you walk into air conditioning - and feel that tired longing for just another day out there in the humid heat, cooled by the shade of second generation trees. Air conditioning seems false and unfair after a weekend moderating your own body temperature like mammals are supposed to do. Simple magnificence. The Sam got a tick in his ear. He had a great time. Here's to next year. |
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I have primarily wiled away my time (when not hanging with The Roommate Of Awesomeness) by catching up on all the seasons of 24.  I have, in fact, probably been watching too much of it in one go.  I have also taken to drawing late at night, attempting to illustrate the feeling behind whatever plays on the radio. This has made me realize that:  But sometimes, good things come out of wasting so many pages with scribbles of trash.  Also, I need a scanner. My camera is el crapo at taking pictures to upload drawings with.  Cheers. |
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There is a new job front coming in which may subsume ("subsume? Or a word like that. Sub-something-or-other...") the current occupational weather pattern, producing tense waiting and the occasional, scattered phone call. Some areas may experience severe phone calls. However, we dare to hope that in the wake of this front we will receive clear, sunny skies and an average high in the mid-60s - or, gentle rain showers with a high somewhere in the 70s - which will be perfect weather to go to your local MacArthur Center Barnes and Noble and visit a gryphon in the textbook section. Hopefully. Because who wouldn't want that?  ( 33rd Annual Harborfest ) |
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 Uploaded a bunch of pretty awesome pictures to my deviantART account. That's a sampler. Go check out the rest at gryphling.deviantart.com. |
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Called Michaels. Talked to my previous manager. Got hired back on for a part-time position. It's something until I can find something else, at least, and I love most of the people who work there. Can't wait to see how many hours I actually get. XD Hopefully they fixed the computer system. Photo update coming soon once I go through the files. |
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And there is! I have a coupon for buy one, get one 1/2 off for SCUBA certification lessons. Anyone nearby want to learn? Yours would be $62.50. Lessons are in VA Beach, but if you're from Newport News or wherever else out of the area you can crash at my house no problem. Call my cell phone if you're interested!
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