Harry - The Chaos Slayer [Fit with schedule kit in different colors for every time of the day]
Working out the chaos has officially started and I managed to organize the English group e-mails for the university. They made the one responsible for circulation of information via e-mail, so yeah yet another responsibility for me to take care of. Next I e-mailed all the people I neglected, well almost all, but the whole deal is coming along. I need tomorrow to work on the interviews to sent to those people for the Reviewer Interview Post I plan to host on my blog every now and again.
College is fun. The guys and gals I met are awesome and I even passed my first tests with relatively less stress than anticipated. Math was just an entry test to see how hard it would be for us to grasp the material based on how good we are at high school stuff. I think I managed a C worthy reply, but he won’t grade so it’s all great. We had microeconomics as well, but because I was sick I fell asleep and couldn’t study, so I might not get the promised one point if I got 4 out of 6 answers, but I will study soon, so all is good.
Another amazingly good thing is that I finally finished my opinion on Meredith’s PC beta, an amazing novel, hopefully it will get published and that woman would become the next Rowling although only a half of her fame would suffice for me. I just wish I could have been a bit earlier before she fixed the exact issues I discussed. Nice, simply nice. On the writing front I expect to be operating from tomorrow on a routine of 2K in a day, although I doubt my productivity will leave the 1K mark, but striving for a bigger fish is a way to maintain at least an above 1K word count. My novel opening will be more macabre than before and with layering [I actually deciphered how my characters should behave around each other] I bet I can make it work even better. Another major break was to edit “Storyteller’s Heart”, the opening poem in my poetry book. Poetry as it turns out is about manipulating essence rather than cropping words and adding new. What was originally 30 lines and long verses shifted to a concise 17 line poem with almost nothing in common verbally.
Now I want to tease. These are the lines that popped up during a fan fic idea about X-Men and these are the words from a French mutant controlling air, who survived Magneto attacking and killing his whole actors’ guild, a bunch of people in all spheres of art living at an abandoned theatre: “It was when water filled air and the sun cried blue. He came and metal sang. The air trembled and death danced in scarlet after his steps. He went and left twenty seven coffins for my heart and hands to burry.” I think it’s one of my decent moments of memorable lines.
Anyways, from tomorrow is officially Comic Book Week at Temple Library Reviews and Urban Fantasy Land. Make sure to check me out whole week, we will have some weird, some bloody, some kick ass titles.