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surprise! it's writing blathering again!
Dec. 16th, 2008 11:59 pmIt is after midnight and I am giddy with that giddy feeling one gets when one suddenly discovers that one is not quite as miserable as one spent much of the day being. What does this inspire me to do? Why, blather on about my NaNo, of course! (What ought I to call it now, anyway? Any work I do from here on after will not be NaNoage as such, but 'the Evangeline project' is only any good as a Livejournal tag, and I won't have a title for it until I have written a whole draft or two and discover what it is really about.)
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bonny_kathryn replied to my "HERE IS MY BATTERED SHAMBLES OF A STORY PLEASE SEND HELP" email with some questions and thoughts that had my little brain-cogs whirling round again, only ... thus far in a very unproductive manner. (A too-substantial amount of these thoughts run a bit like this: 'oh dear, half of her questions are my questions too! why on earth did this person do that? why do I know nothing? DRAT YOU CHARACTERS ALL.') Also I am reading a book called Encyclopedia of the End: Mysterious Death in Fact, Fancy, Folklore, and More, which is very very fascinating and has lots of interesting folklorey bits though not much on vampires I haven't already heard often and in more detail but anyway.
(Oh oh oh and speaking of folklore my current favourite?: stealing the left sock of a vampire and filling it with things and then throwing it into the nearest river. The vampire, who is clearly obsessive-compulsive, will then leap into the river to retrieve it, and will then ... drown? I don't know. [Vampires wear socks? Did anyone ever see Angel wear socks? Perhaps socks are like the pyjamas that NO VAMPIRE POSSESSES.] Folklore is awesome, you guys.)
Hey, look how far I have got without blathering about the Story! Perhaps if I stop now everyone can breathe a great sigh of relief and go home?
(TOO BAD.)
( in which i blather about the story. ...ahahahaha. )
... I think Dad wishes for me to depart for bed now. Although I have lots more I could say, about What My Vampires Are and Things I Don't Understand About My Characters and Guess What I Put Some Hyphens Back Today!. (But I was blaring Lisa Hannigan a bit ago, and he was singing along -- not in a knowing-the-words sense, but snapping his fingers and humming and things, and it was very sweet.)
bonny_kathryn replied to my "HERE IS MY BATTERED SHAMBLES OF A STORY PLEASE SEND HELP" email with some questions and thoughts that had my little brain-cogs whirling round again, only ... thus far in a very unproductive manner. (A too-substantial amount of these thoughts run a bit like this: 'oh dear, half of her questions are my questions too! why on earth did this person do that? why do I know nothing? DRAT YOU CHARACTERS ALL.') Also I am reading a book called Encyclopedia of the End: Mysterious Death in Fact, Fancy, Folklore, and More, which is very very fascinating and has lots of interesting folklorey bits though not much on vampires I haven't already heard often and in more detail but anyway.(Oh oh oh and speaking of folklore my current favourite?: stealing the left sock of a vampire and filling it with things and then throwing it into the nearest river. The vampire, who is clearly obsessive-compulsive, will then leap into the river to retrieve it, and will then ... drown? I don't know. [Vampires wear socks? Did anyone ever see Angel wear socks? Perhaps socks are like the pyjamas that NO VAMPIRE POSSESSES.] Folklore is awesome, you guys.)
Hey, look how far I have got without blathering about the Story! Perhaps if I stop now everyone can breathe a great sigh of relief and go home?
(TOO BAD.)
( in which i blather about the story. ...ahahahaha. )
... I think Dad wishes for me to depart for bed now. Although I have lots more I could say, about What My Vampires Are and Things I Don't Understand About My Characters and Guess What I Put Some Hyphens Back Today!. (But I was blaring Lisa Hannigan a bit ago, and he was singing along -- not in a knowing-the-words sense, but snapping his fingers and humming and things, and it was very sweet.)
