So.
I got into Fire Academy at the last minute a day before started. This would be the reason I haven't been updating lately. I am super busy now...
It was so crazy, I kid you not, I got signed up within hours of the first class. The fire chief in charge called me up and told me I was in, and excitement ensued.
But now I have very little time for writing. I have a week off coming, however, so I'm hoping to at least get chapter six overhauled and finished soon. Consider the second half of what I posted a deleted scene, because I'm probably going to scrap it. Way too talky. I might scrap the first half too, haven't decided yet. Feel free to weigh in, especially if you liked it, because I kind of don't.
Music:
-"Again" --Flyleaf
-"In Exile" --Thrice
-"Jamboree" --John Reuben
-"Glorious and Mighty" --Sovereign Grace
-"Burden" --MuteMath
-"Odds" --MuteMath
Friday, August 28, 2009
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Three things.
1. I posted a wee bit of chapter six for your perusal. It feels a bit awkward to me so I would appreciate some input! It is below.
2. I've also posted three poems. These are further below.
3. I added some copyright text to the bottom of the page. Not really important, just wanted to make it clear, everything on this page(and all my blogs) belongs to me.
1. I posted a wee bit of chapter six for your perusal. It feels a bit awkward to me so I would appreciate some input! It is below.
2. I've also posted three poems. These are further below.
3. I added some copyright text to the bottom of the page. Not really important, just wanted to make it clear, everything on this page(and all my blogs) belongs to me.
Sunday, August 16, 2009
A bit of Sea
To hold you over till I finish something substantial enough to post from Chapter 6, here's a bit of a new story. It's going to be called the The Sea of Forgetfulness. Probably.
It may be a bit confusing at first...but bear with it. The story as a whole involved a maid and a prince who try to run away and get tricked by a sort of evil librarian into getting thrown into another world. Short hand. It's really a lot more complicated than that...anyways this particular chapter is about said crossing...
"A bit of Sea"
The world became words.
In ink.
There was no oxygen or nitrogen, nor was there air at all. There were no muscles, nor lungs or viscera. The world was words and nothing else. I breathed them, I ate them, I slept trapped within the print like an insect in a glass case. I knew not life, not the way a living, breathing entity knows it.
Because I lived and breathed no more.
Time didn't move. It spun in place like a top. Like a dozen tops spinning one in front of the other, into infinity. There was no transience to emotion, it was as permanent as stone. I felt all things all the time, because they were all recorded within the words. And the words were eternal, endless sentences that stretched like threads across the fabric of forever.
Within lack of limit, there was no individual. I lost myself in the sheer vastness of what surrounded me, trapped within the pages of the Librarian's book. I lost myself, I lost who I was, and what I loved, and what drove me. I lost, and I gained back a humanity as titanic as the ocean. Everyone, at every time, everywhere.
But even though it felt like it was limitless moment upon moment, eon stacked upon eon, it was truly but a second. A single second that seemed like it would never end.
And then, after I felt like I'd aged a million years, living in the skin of a million forgotten souls, the impossible happened, and it all changed.
The world became water.
My body returned to me, and what was left of my mind. I was still intact, still sane, and even though physically I was the same, I felt...bigger. As if my mind had been stretched out, leaving a great echoing space where once my thoughts had been very small.
Water, above and below. I breathed it, I drank it in. The water filled my lungs and then expelled itself as I exhaled. Like a fish I took it in, treading water. There was light, but it was dim, and I couldn't tell if it came from above or below. Indeed, I couldn't tell up from down. I could have been hanging upside down with the sky beneath me and been none the wiser.
Beyond the edge of my vision, a shadow drifted throw the water, making it tremble ever so slightly. Still I remained in place, floating alone. I felt certain I was being stalked. Whatever the shadow creature was that shared this place with me, it wanted to devour me.
The water grew more and more agitated. It was coming closer. I could see it now, a massive shape, larger than any great whale or kracken of legend. In a blind panic, my heart beating like a drum, I threw my hands over my face.
And then...
Nothing.
I felt a cool breeze waft over my face, and then suddenly I was on my knees, coughing up water.
The world became sand.
I was hacking and wheezing for all I was worth into the sands of an endless desert. The grit of it coated my wet body, weighing me down. My dress clung tightly, I could feel it wrapped around my ankles. Sand filled my hands as I knelt in a prayer position, coughing for breath. It filled one hand. I was shocked to realize that I was somehow still holding the Younger Prince's hand, as if the eternity in print and the time in the water had been nothing. He still had the ridiculous cello strapped to his back, too. It was dripping water into the ground.
I tried to look around, but my hair stuck to my face, leaving me only glimpses of the world around us. The sunlight blazed into our skin as if hovering just a few feet before us. I couldn't breath, that was all I could really focus on. There were mountains in the distance, sun scorched and weathered looking. They formed a ring around the desert, I later realized. And the heat, the unbearable heat, like being cooked alive.
It grew hotter and hotter. I was soon dry, but I still wasn't breathing. Nor was the Prince. How long could this last? How long does it take someone to asphyxiate?
It didn't take long for me to realize we were sinking, but I could not help welcoming the burial. I had not once breathed that hot, hot air. Somehow I just kept floundering, drowning miles from anything approaching water. And as the sand covered us, we at last found respite from the furnace that was the sky above...
And then, as we sank into the earth completely, and the sun lost its grip on me, everything went dark.
The world became green.
I did not know this at first, because I kept my eyes closed. I reveled in the wind whipping through my hair, and the feel of air moving in and out of my lungs over and over again, and then I opened my eyes, to peer at the world around me.
And it was indeed emerald green, all but a jungle. I lay on my back in thick, lush grass. My hair hovered in tangles over my face, played with by the gusts passing through. Trees towered above us, heavy with fruit and vegetation. All was quiet, not an animal noise to be heard. Nor did there seem to be any people, but I could see the great towers of some sort of castle or city rising on a far away hilltop, half obscured by a jutting cliff.
The Younger Prince lay next to me, on his stomach. His precious cello looked undamaged. It wasn't even wet. The bow was even safe, lying on the grass clasped in one outstretched arm.
I didn't know where we were, but we'd done it.
The transfer between worlds.
It may be a bit confusing at first...but bear with it. The story as a whole involved a maid and a prince who try to run away and get tricked by a sort of evil librarian into getting thrown into another world. Short hand. It's really a lot more complicated than that...anyways this particular chapter is about said crossing...
"A bit of Sea"
The world became words.
In ink.
There was no oxygen or nitrogen, nor was there air at all. There were no muscles, nor lungs or viscera. The world was words and nothing else. I breathed them, I ate them, I slept trapped within the print like an insect in a glass case. I knew not life, not the way a living, breathing entity knows it.
Because I lived and breathed no more.
Time didn't move. It spun in place like a top. Like a dozen tops spinning one in front of the other, into infinity. There was no transience to emotion, it was as permanent as stone. I felt all things all the time, because they were all recorded within the words. And the words were eternal, endless sentences that stretched like threads across the fabric of forever.
Within lack of limit, there was no individual. I lost myself in the sheer vastness of what surrounded me, trapped within the pages of the Librarian's book. I lost myself, I lost who I was, and what I loved, and what drove me. I lost, and I gained back a humanity as titanic as the ocean. Everyone, at every time, everywhere.
But even though it felt like it was limitless moment upon moment, eon stacked upon eon, it was truly but a second. A single second that seemed like it would never end.
And then, after I felt like I'd aged a million years, living in the skin of a million forgotten souls, the impossible happened, and it all changed.
The world became water.
My body returned to me, and what was left of my mind. I was still intact, still sane, and even though physically I was the same, I felt...bigger. As if my mind had been stretched out, leaving a great echoing space where once my thoughts had been very small.
Water, above and below. I breathed it, I drank it in. The water filled my lungs and then expelled itself as I exhaled. Like a fish I took it in, treading water. There was light, but it was dim, and I couldn't tell if it came from above or below. Indeed, I couldn't tell up from down. I could have been hanging upside down with the sky beneath me and been none the wiser.
Beyond the edge of my vision, a shadow drifted throw the water, making it tremble ever so slightly. Still I remained in place, floating alone. I felt certain I was being stalked. Whatever the shadow creature was that shared this place with me, it wanted to devour me.
The water grew more and more agitated. It was coming closer. I could see it now, a massive shape, larger than any great whale or kracken of legend. In a blind panic, my heart beating like a drum, I threw my hands over my face.
And then...
Nothing.
I felt a cool breeze waft over my face, and then suddenly I was on my knees, coughing up water.
The world became sand.
I was hacking and wheezing for all I was worth into the sands of an endless desert. The grit of it coated my wet body, weighing me down. My dress clung tightly, I could feel it wrapped around my ankles. Sand filled my hands as I knelt in a prayer position, coughing for breath. It filled one hand. I was shocked to realize that I was somehow still holding the Younger Prince's hand, as if the eternity in print and the time in the water had been nothing. He still had the ridiculous cello strapped to his back, too. It was dripping water into the ground.
I tried to look around, but my hair stuck to my face, leaving me only glimpses of the world around us. The sunlight blazed into our skin as if hovering just a few feet before us. I couldn't breath, that was all I could really focus on. There were mountains in the distance, sun scorched and weathered looking. They formed a ring around the desert, I later realized. And the heat, the unbearable heat, like being cooked alive.
It grew hotter and hotter. I was soon dry, but I still wasn't breathing. Nor was the Prince. How long could this last? How long does it take someone to asphyxiate?
It didn't take long for me to realize we were sinking, but I could not help welcoming the burial. I had not once breathed that hot, hot air. Somehow I just kept floundering, drowning miles from anything approaching water. And as the sand covered us, we at last found respite from the furnace that was the sky above...
And then, as we sank into the earth completely, and the sun lost its grip on me, everything went dark.
The world became green.
I did not know this at first, because I kept my eyes closed. I reveled in the wind whipping through my hair, and the feel of air moving in and out of my lungs over and over again, and then I opened my eyes, to peer at the world around me.
And it was indeed emerald green, all but a jungle. I lay on my back in thick, lush grass. My hair hovered in tangles over my face, played with by the gusts passing through. Trees towered above us, heavy with fruit and vegetation. All was quiet, not an animal noise to be heard. Nor did there seem to be any people, but I could see the great towers of some sort of castle or city rising on a far away hilltop, half obscured by a jutting cliff.
The Younger Prince lay next to me, on his stomach. His precious cello looked undamaged. It wasn't even wet. The bow was even safe, lying on the grass clasped in one outstretched arm.
I didn't know where we were, but we'd done it.
The transfer between worlds.
Friday, August 14, 2009
Red-hot Revolution/The Reign of Snow
Ok. Parts II and III. The second one was so long, I decided I should just split it in two. It amounts to about the same thing, but I didn't want one to be so much longer than all the others...I was thinking four parts, but I might do five now. Read and review! You know you want to...
II.
"Red-Hot Revolution"
Seven plus seven,
I would be fourteen years of age,
ere I commanded the Earth again,
and made her rotation and tilt,
to obey my whims.
In fear I said nothing,
did nothing.
Changed nothing.
Until a day came,
when frustration lulled me,
like a siren lies in wait,
upon the rocks.
I caved not for wealth,
nor prestige,
for even as a child they meant nothing to me.
In the end I crumbled for love.
You.
I crumbled for you.
New school, new town.
I didn't know a soul,
nor did anyone know me.
Nor did anyone know,
the secret I kept locked inside.
Wintry reason held sway,
Snowflakes were far more numerous than children,
and their wishes for warm summer days.
But nobody fights the cold,
what a hopeless war to wage.
We bundled up, with laughter and red cheeks,
And let snowmen stand guard like soldiers,
yet rebellion grew in my heart,
A fiery, red-hot revolution.
III.
"The Reign of Snow"
Down to the skating rink we went,
arm in arm.
Your red scarf fluttering,
In a stiff breeze.
I hardly minded the frost,
as we sat side by side,
but then I found myself,
when I looked you in eye,
at the edge of reason,
acting like a child,
thinking myself a man.
I took off my coat,
my hat,
my gloves,
my shoes.
You called me
Crazy.
I asked you,
for trust.
Barefoot in the snow,
I called Summer,
like an obedient falcon,
landing on the arm of its master,
Summer came.
As the world reached for the sun,
The rind of ice dissolved away,
bringing the lake to life in pale blue
The reign of snow, dissipated into the sky,
Steam and warmth overtook the air.
Grass, trees, flowers all,
In confusion began to find a way to bloom.
This began an ending,
That hot winter morning.
but I promise you,
just one thing,
for you
and you alone.
I'd do it all again.
II.
"Red-Hot Revolution"
Seven plus seven,
I would be fourteen years of age,
ere I commanded the Earth again,
and made her rotation and tilt,
to obey my whims.
In fear I said nothing,
did nothing.
Changed nothing.
Until a day came,
when frustration lulled me,
like a siren lies in wait,
upon the rocks.
I caved not for wealth,
nor prestige,
for even as a child they meant nothing to me.
In the end I crumbled for love.
You.
I crumbled for you.
New school, new town.
I didn't know a soul,
nor did anyone know me.
Nor did anyone know,
the secret I kept locked inside.
Wintry reason held sway,
Snowflakes were far more numerous than children,
and their wishes for warm summer days.
But nobody fights the cold,
what a hopeless war to wage.
We bundled up, with laughter and red cheeks,
And let snowmen stand guard like soldiers,
yet rebellion grew in my heart,
A fiery, red-hot revolution.
III.
"The Reign of Snow"
Down to the skating rink we went,
arm in arm.
Your red scarf fluttering,
In a stiff breeze.
I hardly minded the frost,
as we sat side by side,
but then I found myself,
when I looked you in eye,
at the edge of reason,
acting like a child,
thinking myself a man.
I took off my coat,
my hat,
my gloves,
my shoes.
You called me
Crazy.
I asked you,
for trust.
Barefoot in the snow,
I called Summer,
like an obedient falcon,
landing on the arm of its master,
Summer came.
As the world reached for the sun,
The rind of ice dissolved away,
bringing the lake to life in pale blue
The reign of snow, dissipated into the sky,
Steam and warmth overtook the air.
Grass, trees, flowers all,
In confusion began to find a way to bloom.
This began an ending,
That hot winter morning.
but I promise you,
just one thing,
for you
and you alone.
I'd do it all again.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Lyrics of Reversal
I started another semi-epic poem. This one is called "The Slowspin Days" Part one is below. It's a bit fancier in language that I had planned...but I just kind of ran with it. I might scrap it and start over, or I might keep it and keep going. Haven't decided yet.
This one was inspired by a Thrice song called "Beggars" which has a line that goes "Does the earth seek your council on how fast to spin?" And I thought...what if it did?? All sorts of imagery came to mind, and at first I was going to write a short story, but I decided to try a poem instead, since I'm already involved in writing a different story.
I.
"Lyrics of Reversal"
It happened at the rope swing,
near the old picnic tables,
under the eaves of a patient oak.
I discovered I could stop the world,
and make it move like fingers on a globe,
at my beck and call,
and oh it seemed so sweet at first,
but how terrible it is,
that power to lure,
whispering lovely things,
to the Earth's molten core,
singing out to her magnetic poles,
lyrics of reversal.
It happened at the rope swing,
I jumped, I flew, I fell.
And the Sun fell too,
fleeing into the horizon,
As if a blazing arrow.
Straight from the quiver of Death itself,
she jumped.
She flew.
She fell.
With a twisted ankle and a bewitched heart,
I stood confused,
Under a night sky that glimmered
Endlessly crowded with stars,
like a brush with infinite heaven.
No choir of city lights,
to block out the music,
of galaxies in motion.
Just ten minutes after noon,
the pavement still scorched,
Still longing to shimmer,
With the heat of the sunlight's embrace.
One might have thought,
how proud, how vain,
for the thought that I thought,
As I stared at the cresent moon,
but it crept like a worm,
over all the rest of the scattered thoughts,
in my childish heart.
I knew I'd done it,
somehow I'd summoned an evening,
like a magician
with a rabbit,
or a flock of white birds.
I just didn't know how.
This one was inspired by a Thrice song called "Beggars" which has a line that goes "Does the earth seek your council on how fast to spin?" And I thought...what if it did?? All sorts of imagery came to mind, and at first I was going to write a short story, but I decided to try a poem instead, since I'm already involved in writing a different story.
I.
"Lyrics of Reversal"
It happened at the rope swing,
near the old picnic tables,
under the eaves of a patient oak.
I discovered I could stop the world,
and make it move like fingers on a globe,
at my beck and call,
and oh it seemed so sweet at first,
but how terrible it is,
that power to lure,
whispering lovely things,
to the Earth's molten core,
singing out to her magnetic poles,
lyrics of reversal.
It happened at the rope swing,
I jumped, I flew, I fell.
And the Sun fell too,
fleeing into the horizon,
As if a blazing arrow.
Straight from the quiver of Death itself,
she jumped.
She flew.
She fell.
With a twisted ankle and a bewitched heart,
I stood confused,
Under a night sky that glimmered
Endlessly crowded with stars,
like a brush with infinite heaven.
No choir of city lights,
to block out the music,
of galaxies in motion.
Just ten minutes after noon,
the pavement still scorched,
Still longing to shimmer,
With the heat of the sunlight's embrace.
One might have thought,
how proud, how vain,
for the thought that I thought,
As I stared at the cresent moon,
but it crept like a worm,
over all the rest of the scattered thoughts,
in my childish heart.
I knew I'd done it,
somehow I'd summoned an evening,
like a magician
with a rabbit,
or a flock of white birds.
I just didn't know how.
Monday, August 10, 2009
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Quick update.
Chapter 6 is partially drafted. Still mapping out my direction for the next several chapters. Uber-excited to get further in though. I'm also excited about introducing some new characters and setting the groundwork for the story as a whole.
Um.
In other news, I didn't get into fire academy. My plans for the rest of the year have been totally turned on their head, and I'm still not sure what I'm going to do yet. Not to say I'm without options, I just have to navigate them all and figure out what's best.
Um.
Went to Heavenfest yesterday. It was a blast. Skillet, Kutless, Esterlyn and Disciple were all great, especially Disciple. I am now a fan of Disciple. I must say though, it wasn't as social as I had hoped it would be. I didn't see too many people I knew (although I did get to hang out with a friend i hadn't seen in forever). It was also HOT and I wound up really thirsty. I had to pay three bucks for lemonade! It was wonderful lemonade though. I have been sunburned and sleepy all day. Not sure if the two go together but it feels kind of that way!
Um.
I just downloaded a game called Lostwinds. It seems to be a lot of fun. You get to control wind! I'm looking forward to playing it. No time now, though. I'm off to watch Orphan! Bye!
Chapter 6 is partially drafted. Still mapping out my direction for the next several chapters. Uber-excited to get further in though. I'm also excited about introducing some new characters and setting the groundwork for the story as a whole.
Um.
In other news, I didn't get into fire academy. My plans for the rest of the year have been totally turned on their head, and I'm still not sure what I'm going to do yet. Not to say I'm without options, I just have to navigate them all and figure out what's best.
Um.
Went to Heavenfest yesterday. It was a blast. Skillet, Kutless, Esterlyn and Disciple were all great, especially Disciple. I am now a fan of Disciple. I must say though, it wasn't as social as I had hoped it would be. I didn't see too many people I knew (although I did get to hang out with a friend i hadn't seen in forever). It was also HOT and I wound up really thirsty. I had to pay three bucks for lemonade! It was wonderful lemonade though. I have been sunburned and sleepy all day. Not sure if the two go together but it feels kind of that way!
Um.
I just downloaded a game called Lostwinds. It seems to be a lot of fun. You get to control wind! I'm looking forward to playing it. No time now, though. I'm off to watch Orphan! Bye!
Thursday, August 6, 2009
The Story So Far
So here's an early chapter list for my book, with links. Please read and review. None of the chapter titles are final, but they're the best I've come up with so far.
The Unstoppable
Chapter One:
The Inescapable
Chapter Two:
Two Years From Yesterday
Chapter Three:
The Circus Come to Town
Chapter Four:
"Poor Andre"
Chapter Five:
Bits and Pieces
Chapter Six:
Seasick Kind of Life
Chapter Seven:
The In-between Times
Chapter Eight:
The Unavoidable
The Unstoppable
Chapter One:
The Inescapable
Chapter Two:
Two Years From Yesterday
Chapter Three:
The Circus Come to Town
Chapter Four:
"Poor Andre"
Chapter Five:
Bits and Pieces
Chapter Six:
Seasick Kind of Life
Chapter Seven:
The In-between Times
Chapter Eight:
The Unavoidable
Monday, August 3, 2009
Speaking of getting attacked by little kids, I taught sunday school (or children's ministry as we call it) yesterday and I loved it! I've been teaching for a few months, but this is the first time it felt like things went really well, at least until the end. I lost control a little when I ran out of stuff to do. The pastor went over again!! By like ten minutes.
I did puppets during the Bible story today, and I think this went really well, because the kids loved it. I did different voices for each puppet. I gave Elijah a slackerly surfer kind of voice, and King Ahab was like "Graaaah I'm King Ahaaaab and I'm ANGRYYYY."
And playground time. I figured out how to get all the kids to play together. They always scatter when we do playground time, but I like the idea of everyone doing something at the same time.
Pirates.
They love playing pirates. I'm trying to figure out how to turn it into a game. I also need to figure out how to get the girls to build me a castle. I was begging all the little girls in the class to build me a castle out of pine cones, but they wouldn't do it.
I did puppets during the Bible story today, and I think this went really well, because the kids loved it. I did different voices for each puppet. I gave Elijah a slackerly surfer kind of voice, and King Ahab was like "Graaaah I'm King Ahaaaab and I'm ANGRYYYY."
And playground time. I figured out how to get all the kids to play together. They always scatter when we do playground time, but I like the idea of everyone doing something at the same time.
Pirates.
They love playing pirates. I'm trying to figure out how to turn it into a game. I also need to figure out how to get the girls to build me a castle. I was begging all the little girls in the class to build me a castle out of pine cones, but they wouldn't do it.
We're running out of time, the world ends tonight, unless we dance or die, d-d-dance or die
Hello. I recently found a ringtone creation site. I made the following songs into ringtones:
"Errand Rum" --As Cities Burn
"God Over All" --Na Band
"All I Have is Christ" --Na Band
"Code Name: Raven" --House of Heroes
"Baby's a Red" --House of Heroes
"Slow Motion" --Blindside
"In My Arms" --Jon Foreman
"The Weight" --Thrice
And I'm tempted to make more. These are some of my favorite songs. I'm reasonably sure exactly none of them are available as ringtones you can buy, so this makes me happy. Especially since it was all free!!
I went dancing last night.
It was rather wonderful. My first time ever dancing with a complete stranger. Not only that, but I ASKED a complete stranger to dance! Lindsey. It was totally awkward, but it helped me get a little more comfortable dancing. I also got kind of snagged by this Asian woman named Nicole. She taught me a new dance move, which was fun, even though I'm pretty positive she was mixing the cuddle and the kick from swing together. She also gave me pretty good advice, to try and dance with a lot of people. My tendency is to want to dance with the same few people (people I already know I like dancing with, haha) but it's good to take risks.
I like living dangerously, I've decided recently. Life is just more exciting that way, whether it's dive-tackling thieves, working up the nerve to ask a girl to dance, or paddleboating under a bridge and getting attacked by little kids.
These things may not sound too risque, but you gotta start somewhere. Soon I assure you I'll be blogging about running with the bulls in Pamplona, cliff diving in Brazil, and doing Parcour across the streets of Chicago.
Today has been odd. I worked out, then took a cold shower, then drank a hot cup of coffee. Tomorrow I have my ORIENTATION for fire academy. I am kind of excited. I'm looking forward to seeing my new campus!
I think I love my book. I hope other people feel the same. I'm still deciding how best to continue the rest of chapter five and the rest of the current story arc. See, there's three major parts to the store. Well, four. But the second one isn't long at all. The first is the one I'm fuzziest on. I want to keep it brief to keep the story moving, but I don't want to sell it short either.
Ok, this is turning into the longest, most directionless blog ever, so I will stop now. Adios, llamas.
"Errand Rum" --As Cities Burn
"God Over All" --Na Band
"All I Have is Christ" --Na Band
"Code Name: Raven" --House of Heroes
"Baby's a Red" --House of Heroes
"Slow Motion" --Blindside
"In My Arms" --Jon Foreman
"The Weight" --Thrice
And I'm tempted to make more. These are some of my favorite songs. I'm reasonably sure exactly none of them are available as ringtones you can buy, so this makes me happy. Especially since it was all free!!
I went dancing last night.
It was rather wonderful. My first time ever dancing with a complete stranger. Not only that, but I ASKED a complete stranger to dance! Lindsey. It was totally awkward, but it helped me get a little more comfortable dancing. I also got kind of snagged by this Asian woman named Nicole. She taught me a new dance move, which was fun, even though I'm pretty positive she was mixing the cuddle and the kick from swing together. She also gave me pretty good advice, to try and dance with a lot of people. My tendency is to want to dance with the same few people (people I already know I like dancing with, haha) but it's good to take risks.
I like living dangerously, I've decided recently. Life is just more exciting that way, whether it's dive-tackling thieves, working up the nerve to ask a girl to dance, or paddleboating under a bridge and getting attacked by little kids.
These things may not sound too risque, but you gotta start somewhere. Soon I assure you I'll be blogging about running with the bulls in Pamplona, cliff diving in Brazil, and doing Parcour across the streets of Chicago.
Today has been odd. I worked out, then took a cold shower, then drank a hot cup of coffee. Tomorrow I have my ORIENTATION for fire academy. I am kind of excited. I'm looking forward to seeing my new campus!
I think I love my book. I hope other people feel the same. I'm still deciding how best to continue the rest of chapter five and the rest of the current story arc. See, there's three major parts to the store. Well, four. But the second one isn't long at all. The first is the one I'm fuzziest on. I want to keep it brief to keep the story moving, but I don't want to sell it short either.
Ok, this is turning into the longest, most directionless blog ever, so I will stop now. Adios, llamas.
Saturday, August 1, 2009
Hey hey.
Crazy coupla days. Last night my friends and I held a Rock Band party. Everyone dressed up like rock stars one way or another, and we all played Rock Band and Guitar Hero. It was a blast. In case you are wondering, I sprayed my hair a sweet metallic blue and applied some tattoos. I'm a little sad to see it all go. I like having blue hair, I think. It meshes better with my skin and hair tones than green and yellow, and it shows better than pink.
In other news...
My store got robbed today! That's right, Best Buy 186 became a crime scene earlier this afternoon. Some punk tried to steal a pay as you go phone. A stupid punk. He bashed through the wrong doors to get out. Our entry doors won't open for someone leaving, so he just forced his way through. And he might have got away clean, but! Our LP guy at the time tackled him! Bam! He went down like a sack of potatoes (Or so I'm told. Missed the whole thing personally). And then another guy who was nearby, rushed out to help hold him down. Our manager also came out. She tried to talk the guy down, but he pulled out a KNIFE. Both guys got away clean, but she got cut on the hand.
And he got away!
Sad day. I hope they catch him. We had like, CSI type people come in and do fingerprints and stuff. The police even roped off our entrance doors with caution tape. EMTs had to come and do some patching up too. Our LP dude and my manager were both bleeding.
Stealing is very uncool. I don't get why anybody would do something so stupid. It's not like we can afford to just watch you run away with our stuff. I wish I'd been there. I've always wanted to tackle someone.
So.
I am currently working on my lesson for Children's Ministry tomorrow. Teaching is still not very easy for me. I enjoy it though! Planning lessons and doing stuff with the kids is a lot of fun. We're going to do a rain dance tomorrow! I can't wait! Actually, that'll only work if it's not raining... obviously. The point is to show that we can't make it rain...(and neither could Baal...)
So I'm off to check the weather and do some working out...Sorry chapter five has been much delayed. I've written it in bits and pieces all over the place, and i need to start sewing them together. My schedule is crazy next week, lots of closing shifts, so I'll probably get it done relatively soon...
Crazy coupla days. Last night my friends and I held a Rock Band party. Everyone dressed up like rock stars one way or another, and we all played Rock Band and Guitar Hero. It was a blast. In case you are wondering, I sprayed my hair a sweet metallic blue and applied some tattoos. I'm a little sad to see it all go. I like having blue hair, I think. It meshes better with my skin and hair tones than green and yellow, and it shows better than pink.
In other news...
My store got robbed today! That's right, Best Buy 186 became a crime scene earlier this afternoon. Some punk tried to steal a pay as you go phone. A stupid punk. He bashed through the wrong doors to get out. Our entry doors won't open for someone leaving, so he just forced his way through. And he might have got away clean, but! Our LP guy at the time tackled him! Bam! He went down like a sack of potatoes (Or so I'm told. Missed the whole thing personally). And then another guy who was nearby, rushed out to help hold him down. Our manager also came out. She tried to talk the guy down, but he pulled out a KNIFE. Both guys got away clean, but she got cut on the hand.
And he got away!
Sad day. I hope they catch him. We had like, CSI type people come in and do fingerprints and stuff. The police even roped off our entrance doors with caution tape. EMTs had to come and do some patching up too. Our LP dude and my manager were both bleeding.
Stealing is very uncool. I don't get why anybody would do something so stupid. It's not like we can afford to just watch you run away with our stuff. I wish I'd been there. I've always wanted to tackle someone.
So.
I am currently working on my lesson for Children's Ministry tomorrow. Teaching is still not very easy for me. I enjoy it though! Planning lessons and doing stuff with the kids is a lot of fun. We're going to do a rain dance tomorrow! I can't wait! Actually, that'll only work if it's not raining... obviously. The point is to show that we can't make it rain...(and neither could Baal...)
So I'm off to check the weather and do some working out...Sorry chapter five has been much delayed. I've written it in bits and pieces all over the place, and i need to start sewing them together. My schedule is crazy next week, lots of closing shifts, so I'll probably get it done relatively soon...
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