Black Friday

Twas the day after Thanksgiving and all through the house not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. For they had all stuffed their faces so much with home cooked turkey and mashed potatoes that none could wake from their food coma.

In a room to the left (or right depending on which why you were walking down the hall) was a young girls room. Normally around this time you'd hear about the failed adventure of that imaginative young soul but seeing as she is in a food coma and cannot come to the computer they're be none of that.

Instead in light of the holidays this post will be about something else. Glancing at the title (which is dead giveaway) one might guess we're going to talk about Black Friday. And yes we are. The little girl for one does not understand the concept of Black Friday. Do people intentionally go to a store to fight and be fought over electronics? she wonders, then remembering Confessions of a Shopaholic she decides there must be some rush involved with ripping a Barbie doll out of a bewildered mom's hands.


But whatever the reason, whatever the rush, this little girl does not plan on joining in the fray anytime soon. In fact she doesn't plan on doing anything this Friday. She plans on doing a whole lot of nothing on this glorious day! No Homework. No worries...wait there is that NaNo thing she's working on and has to write!

*Face palm*
She wonders why it is that she does this to her self.

So I guess this is what I'll be doing this weekend. What do you plan on doing this holiday weekend? How was your holiday? What is your take on Black Friday? Have you ever gone to Black Friday? Is it one of those you have to be there to understand type things, like Disco?

Xoxo

Setting up my Setting

Intro to a world that is just like your own--the only exception being, this extremely attractive and skinny young lady-spy can defy the laws of physics and beat up men ten times her size and she feels no emotions. No day she gets shot threw the heart and dies, her boyfriend is very sad and has this monologue about how wonderful she is.

'I know I said this world was just like ours with only one exception but I kind of feel bad for killing of this lovely lady and making her soul mate sad, so this spy can also come back to life at will'. The lady-spy comes back to life. With the bad guys all permanently dead she and her soul mate hope off to a happy ending.

Sound familiar? It should, this concept that only the good guys can regenerate has plague Hollywood for quite sometime now. This notion totally cheapens death and self sacrifice. What is so heroic about giving up yourself to save another when a couple of tears bring you back to life? In itself the concept is annoying but if worked properly it can be surprisingly plausible.

Not that I plan on bringing anyone back from the dead...oh wait that's how the story starts off ^_^
But you know what I mean.

When you're writing a story you see a wonderful world, the world you've created full of infinite possibilities. However, when you're reading a story you're hearing about a world that can only do what the author says it can do. If I tell a story, without mentioning a pink toothbrush then no one will ever know the lady-spy owns a pink toothbrush. It's not part of the setting and also not that important...unless it was the continued use of that pink toothbrush which saved her life.

When you're writing you find yourself very often putting yourself in the spot of the reader. Trying to see it from their eyes. If you're engaging the reader in your story and they are bound by the rules of your world it is only fair that you're bound by the rules too. They are your rules after all, if you don't like them change them but for goodness sakes follow the ones you keep.

This often leads to the trouble of being too blunt about the fact that she can come back to life. 'I don't want the audience to think about that fact until it happens.' It is often the case that if you mention the fact before it is needed people tend to guess the twist or it becomes irrelevant and boring. To solve this, it is best to write down a list of things that, for the readers sanity, must be included. Then the task is to subtly, slip them in at similar or scenes or in a casual conversion. Like so:


Lazy worker: "Hey, Newbie look busy."
Sheepish Intern: "why? whats happening?"
Lazy worker: "Kristen Paulson, that's what! That girl is mean, has a heart of steel. I heard she got shot straight through the heart and stood right up afterwards and walked away."
Sheepish Intern: "No way! your joking!"
Lazy worker: "I wouldn't put it passed her."

So you get the gist. The setting is the most important part of your story so plan and describe it wisely because once you set the rules you too must live by them and you can't break them or else you'll end up with the ending to The Sorcerers Apprentice.
Not attractive.

Xoxo

Muse-ic

You know that saying by Toni Morrison,"If there's a book you really want to read but it hasn't been written yet, then you must write it." Well that has been the case with me. I've gotten these idea's like 'oh that's interesting,' 'that can't end well,' 'I like that!' or 'I wish I could do that'/'that's messed up.' However recently two of my story have been inspired by songs.


I know people who'll tell me that a certain song inspires their life and I'd be like 'okay' but I never really understood what they'd meant until it happened to me. I started a Lily Allen Pandora station which quickly turned into Regina Spektor station, I think I Favorited her too much or something.



Last year is when I got the idea to write a vampire romance, I've never written one before and thought it would be great. I was going to do an adaption of Dracula and it was then I realized how little I actually liked the story of Dracula. So I was going to have to write a story I didn't like, this sounded suspiciously like homework. But after hearing Regina's song 'On the Radio' I was re-inspired to write the vampire story; hence, the sudden return to blogging.

The first few lines to her song are,
"This is how it works It feels a little worse
Than when we drove our hearse
Right through that screaming crowd
While laughing up a storm
Until we were just bone"



Those of you who have read the Plot already are probably understanding why Darius drives a hearse. However, the reason he drives his hearse through a tomb in a dystopian Scotland is explained in these lines:

"We tried to find some worms
To aid in the decay
But none of them were home
Inside their catacomb A million ancient bees
Began to sting our knees
While we were on our knees
Praying that disease
Would leave the ones we love
And never come again"

Before I end up posting her entire song you should check her out on YouTube she is a wonderful singer with a beautiful voice and creative/quirky lyrics.

Xoxo