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I've found the notebook I had a year ago.
There's a ton of notes about story ideas. There's a hell of a lot of plotting for this really neat idea I had about telling two stories at once. There's a man returning to a city, perhaps from prison, out for revenge for some terrible incident from years before. It's interspersed with the telling of what actually drove him to seek revenge in the first place, with connected story threads. Both stories take the same amount of time to tell, so it's never made clear what happened until the very end. It's got twists (some bloody obvious ones), as well as all the usual noir and action movie cliches.
It's kind of funny seeing all the little notes around the edges of the pages too, places where I've written 'HATS?' or 'HONG KONG?' and circled it, or little badly drawn sketches of people. There's a few pages which I marked as being written at "4.06AM 5/11/08" where I wrote down my thoughts on having just watched Obama win the election.
It's definitely strange though. It's weird looking back at what I was thinking then. I used to carry this little thing around everywhere, and make notes on every idea I had, just in case it turned out to be good. There's even little bits where, towards the end, I was almost using it as a diary. Then, there's a page where I had unintentionally stolen the twist from Fight Club, then over the page from that there's a chibi white-angel-ariah drew, and that's it. It all just stops. I know why, there was just a day when I lost all that drive I had, and lost the will to write. It's sad seeing it again.
Despite that, I'm glad I found it. It's reminded me that, as much as I want to forget or change things, my past is what's made me who I am today, for better or worse. There's nothing I can do to change it, so I might as well try and get on with things. I reckon I'm going to use this. I won't make any more notes in it, but I'll start working on those stories again. A year is enough of a break.
***** EDIT THAT PROBABLY HAPPENED BEFORE YOU SAW THIS ANYWAY *****
Five minutes after writing that journal, I had one of those moments of sudden realisation that occur occasionally.
See, I'd decided to try out NaNoWriMo this year. "What the hell is that?" I anticipate you may be asking yourself. Why, it's the National Novel Writing Month of course! It's a project devoted to getting people writing. Their aim is to take those would-be novelists, the people like me who always intend to write a book 'one day', and get them to do it now. The goal is for each person to write at least 50,000 words by the end of November. But don't just take my word for it, here is their website: www.nanowrimo.org/ , where the "About Nano" section will explain better than I could.
So just now,I realised that I've been stuck for a plot for a novel. I can't think anything up, and with only nine days to go, I was thinking of giving up before I'd started. Now, I've found a book where my younger self has helpfully devoted a lot of time and effort to doing the best he can to come up with a good plot for something he never wrote. It's not really stealing if they were my ideas anyway, is it? Besides, it's not like that guy ever used any of this, is it? He gave up, the idiot. So now he's done the legwork, I'm going to take all the credit. Nice.
There's a ton of notes about story ideas. There's a hell of a lot of plotting for this really neat idea I had about telling two stories at once. There's a man returning to a city, perhaps from prison, out for revenge for some terrible incident from years before. It's interspersed with the telling of what actually drove him to seek revenge in the first place, with connected story threads. Both stories take the same amount of time to tell, so it's never made clear what happened until the very end. It's got twists (some bloody obvious ones), as well as all the usual noir and action movie cliches.
It's kind of funny seeing all the little notes around the edges of the pages too, places where I've written 'HATS?' or 'HONG KONG?' and circled it, or little badly drawn sketches of people. There's a few pages which I marked as being written at "4.06AM 5/11/08" where I wrote down my thoughts on having just watched Obama win the election.
It's definitely strange though. It's weird looking back at what I was thinking then. I used to carry this little thing around everywhere, and make notes on every idea I had, just in case it turned out to be good. There's even little bits where, towards the end, I was almost using it as a diary. Then, there's a page where I had unintentionally stolen the twist from Fight Club, then over the page from that there's a chibi white-angel-ariah drew, and that's it. It all just stops. I know why, there was just a day when I lost all that drive I had, and lost the will to write. It's sad seeing it again.
Despite that, I'm glad I found it. It's reminded me that, as much as I want to forget or change things, my past is what's made me who I am today, for better or worse. There's nothing I can do to change it, so I might as well try and get on with things. I reckon I'm going to use this. I won't make any more notes in it, but I'll start working on those stories again. A year is enough of a break.
***** EDIT THAT PROBABLY HAPPENED BEFORE YOU SAW THIS ANYWAY *****
Five minutes after writing that journal, I had one of those moments of sudden realisation that occur occasionally.
See, I'd decided to try out NaNoWriMo this year. "What the hell is that?" I anticipate you may be asking yourself. Why, it's the National Novel Writing Month of course! It's a project devoted to getting people writing. Their aim is to take those would-be novelists, the people like me who always intend to write a book 'one day', and get them to do it now. The goal is for each person to write at least 50,000 words by the end of November. But don't just take my word for it, here is their website: www.nanowrimo.org/ , where the "About Nano" section will explain better than I could.
So just now,I realised that I've been stuck for a plot for a novel. I can't think anything up, and with only nine days to go, I was thinking of giving up before I'd started. Now, I've found a book where my younger self has helpfully devoted a lot of time and effort to doing the best he can to come up with a good plot for something he never wrote. It's not really stealing if they were my ideas anyway, is it? Besides, it's not like that guy ever used any of this, is it? He gave up, the idiot. So now he's done the legwork, I'm going to take all the credit. Nice.
Devious Journal Entry
I like Journal Entries, they're a nice way to talk to myself. Plus it's very easy now that my typing is finally faster than my writing, and I almost don't have to look at the keys.
I've missed writing a lot. Too much to explain really. There isn't a day that goes past that I don't think of things that I find interesting and think that I ought to write them down. The number of ideas I've had over the last two years and not written down is scary. I don't actually know how I managed to let them all slide past. There must've been some diamonds in the rough there, things worth getting down. That I've let them all go to waste is a shame.
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I'm coming back. Sort of...
Been a while, hasn't it?
I've not updated this in nearly 22 months. That's an unimaginably long time to ignore something I've wanted to do so often.
There's a DeviantArt button on my bookmarks toolbar, it's there with Hotmail and Gmail and Facebook and others. I look at it every time I click on one of the others, or on an RSS feed. I've been meaning to write for ever, just never got round to it. It's hard to believe I'm actually typing on this site again. There's still a lot of green though, that's nice.
I'm rambling. That's a nice phrase. I guess the reason I'm typing this after so much time is that I never stopped wanting to write, or be
Devious Journal Entry
Whoah, sorry bout the rant earlier - if you saw it, that is.
long story short, I fucked up. I didn't go to school on the day that they were taking the leaver's photos, so I missed being in my year's one. That sucks a lot. Lately I've actually felt part of the year and it was going to be a great memento. I didn't realise that at all yesterday, so earlier today (another day I wasted) I had a horrible moment when I realised what I'd done. Then I went a bit crazy. Later, I pulled myself together a bit and moaned about it on here. Sorry, it's been a bad day.
Anyway, writing-wise, I'll be reworking the odd older thing at some point, and I plan to
Devious Journal Entry
I've started writing again. I've filled up a good eight pages or so of my notebook, three of some true stuff, and five with a bit of something inspired by the history i've (not) been doing lately.
not sure why i suddenly started again, but it feels good to get back to it, even if the timing is completely wrong. can't say i've hit a new low, i've been here before, but i feel like life's taken a turn for the worse lately, and this writing lark is a good distraction. trouble is, i was supposed to be writing a 2000 word coursework essay, or making physics notes on work i missed, or catching up on maths, not drafting fiction. been a strange few w
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Good luck man, I thought about doing that a few years ago but PROCRASTOR prevented me. Would have been gibberish anyway. You planning on posting it as you go along?