Um, now it has been long enough
I can't really pinpoint, when was the last time I actually posted... Sigh, it has been a long time and I know that. I think I have been stuck in one very long week and there has been no end whatsoever. *Yawn* Nothing actually happened to me, so I guess this is another reason, why I neglect blogging, but here are some tiny bits. Plus, I am so lazy and currently blogging has been boring, so I kinda am out of it. A trait of my inconsisternt character.
So I suffered a total creative meltdown. Imagine my creativity as a pretty garden and then imagine it in my un-creative state as a garden on radioactive soil and acid rain. I got off from it thank God for that and it happened last week, due to the amazing Summer Shorts challenge hosted by the ultra cool sora-blue. I wrote two shorts: "Matter of Whom" has been a long wished project, although it mutated into something weirder and "Grey Stilettos" happened by accident, since I wanted something both UF and something profound, deep, tragic liike in literary fiction, but witha cynical voice. The ending line has to be reworked, but I love the impact in a freaky way. Now it's back to "Forged in Blood", where I am conquering the last two chapters finally. I really hope it all ends soon, because my giddiness of writing my first novel is like a tornado of flesh eating butterflies wanting to eat me from the rib cage. Yey to those.
Work is my small personal hell, sucking the life out of me, literally and the end of this week I will be talking with my boss about my time at the firm. I did time ther and now I gotta be release. That's the fair thing. I need at least two weeks to get in my mentality to study for the uni, not to mention handle my review blog, update my reading challenges, read for my reading challenges, start a new themed week and so on and so on. My job has taken away my poetic inspiration, lagged my higher vocabulary in English and stripped me from the time to follow blogs and update mine regulalrly.
Due to the whole drainage of the morning yoga classes and job, I actually think of giving that one the thumbs down. Waking up at 6 am to get there at 8 am, because of the irregular bus schedule is killing me and after high school I swore that this won't happen in my college years, 7:30 at utmost early. To explain further the morning yoga is so intense I am dreading yet. Plus, I strained my sinews on the left foot and I couldn't step quite right for a week and walking was a bitch. I will take a pause until the end of August and then we take on the evening classes, where Meditation is the key point. This will ease me up money wise, cause I have to survive on 30 bucks approximately till 4th of September and without the yoga membership card I get to live on 70 bucks. But I think I have to pay my phone bill, so um shit. I think I will have to fight with dad for money again and spill the beans on paying my tutoring from my pocket. *sigh* Hope that helps or may be it won't. Who knows.
I am super totally excited for Sunday, August the 17th. I will attend the yearly fantasy funfair and discussion boards for the first time. It's called Apolonia and people will do nothing, but talk about fantasy and anime and comic books and the likes. So coolness. I plan on a six hour stay with artist friend and have a blast. I also compiled a list of the things I look forward to doing, buying, taking my time with.
1) Save money for cheap camera to finally start taking pictures.
2) Mhm, get drawing. I have been haunted by an amazing art book by my favorite artist and I was always frenzied about clothing, so fantasy fashion it is, until I find something even more interesting. I just hate when I change my interests so much.
3) Learn the tons of cool forgotten English words no one knows exist, well not technically no one, but the majority and then craft some poetry. I have this wonderful idea about a poem, but I like the pallette of vocabulary.
4) Manage all my pages around the web and update them frequently. Sigh, I need a clone for that or a personal assisstent or a twin sibling, with whom I share a collective mind. Sadly and hardly, describe how impossible these are.
5) Finish, edit, polish novel + 4 novellas + 5 stories + web comic and get them circulating for publication, exclude the web comic.
Yeah, all is merry in my head...
So I suffered a total creative meltdown. Imagine my creativity as a pretty garden and then imagine it in my un-creative state as a garden on radioactive soil and acid rain. I got off from it thank God for that and it happened last week, due to the amazing Summer Shorts challenge hosted by the ultra cool sora-blue. I wrote two shorts: "Matter of Whom" has been a long wished project, although it mutated into something weirder and "Grey Stilettos" happened by accident, since I wanted something both UF and something profound, deep, tragic liike in literary fiction, but witha cynical voice. The ending line has to be reworked, but I love the impact in a freaky way. Now it's back to "Forged in Blood", where I am conquering the last two chapters finally. I really hope it all ends soon, because my giddiness of writing my first novel is like a tornado of flesh eating butterflies wanting to eat me from the rib cage. Yey to those.
Work is my small personal hell, sucking the life out of me, literally and the end of this week I will be talking with my boss about my time at the firm. I did time ther and now I gotta be release. That's the fair thing. I need at least two weeks to get in my mentality to study for the uni, not to mention handle my review blog, update my reading challenges, read for my reading challenges, start a new themed week and so on and so on. My job has taken away my poetic inspiration, lagged my higher vocabulary in English and stripped me from the time to follow blogs and update mine regulalrly.
Due to the whole drainage of the morning yoga classes and job, I actually think of giving that one the thumbs down. Waking up at 6 am to get there at 8 am, because of the irregular bus schedule is killing me and after high school I swore that this won't happen in my college years, 7:30 at utmost early. To explain further the morning yoga is so intense I am dreading yet. Plus, I strained my sinews on the left foot and I couldn't step quite right for a week and walking was a bitch. I will take a pause until the end of August and then we take on the evening classes, where Meditation is the key point. This will ease me up money wise, cause I have to survive on 30 bucks approximately till 4th of September and without the yoga membership card I get to live on 70 bucks. But I think I have to pay my phone bill, so um shit. I think I will have to fight with dad for money again and spill the beans on paying my tutoring from my pocket. *sigh* Hope that helps or may be it won't. Who knows.
I am super totally excited for Sunday, August the 17th. I will attend the yearly fantasy funfair and discussion boards for the first time. It's called Apolonia and people will do nothing, but talk about fantasy and anime and comic books and the likes. So coolness. I plan on a six hour stay with artist friend and have a blast. I also compiled a list of the things I look forward to doing, buying, taking my time with.
1) Save money for cheap camera to finally start taking pictures.
2) Mhm, get drawing. I have been haunted by an amazing art book by my favorite artist and I was always frenzied about clothing, so fantasy fashion it is, until I find something even more interesting. I just hate when I change my interests so much.
3) Learn the tons of cool forgotten English words no one knows exist, well not technically no one, but the majority and then craft some poetry. I have this wonderful idea about a poem, but I like the pallette of vocabulary.
4) Manage all my pages around the web and update them frequently. Sigh, I need a clone for that or a personal assisstent or a twin sibling, with whom I share a collective mind. Sadly and hardly, describe how impossible these are.
5) Finish, edit, polish novel + 4 novellas + 5 stories + web comic and get them circulating for publication, exclude the web comic.
Yeah, all is merry in my head...