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Yeah, really original title huh?
Well, can't say I've written much lately, certainly nothing near the book I was aiming to try for. I do, however have an idea that might work for one in the future, if I can get over my need to tell the whole plot in a single page. Sometimes I think I'm only good for short stories...
I feel a bit bad for neglecting this site as of late, although I do check it a lot, I don't look at most of my inbox and I haven't written anything much. It's odd really, because it was only last week that I decided writing was what I wanted to do when I grow up (more).
Remember my 'Life, Liberty...' deviation? (judge-tempest.deviantart.com/a…)? I've renamed it 'Rights', because that was the title under which I read it at a school event last Wednesday. 'Journeys from the heart of the Chapel' was an informal occasion where people read poems or prose or played music about journeys. I was in the program under "Rights - William Scotland - Read by the author", and was one of only two people who performed original stuff (a girl had written a piece of music). I'd only brought in that piece to show a teacher and a week later, there I was standing up in front of about 70 people to read it out. I don't know how I managed it, but I made the story come to life. I was dramatic, my voice rose and fell, I paused in places, I made it entertaining. When I was finished, everyone clapped and cheered and I felt amazing. Ever since I've been trying to write about it, put the feeling into words, but I haven't managed it yet. For the next two days, as I walked around the school, people kept coming up and telling me it was great, or that they enjoyed it. A lot of them even thought it was a poem. One teacher said it was "superb", and one woman said that "Well, I'll look out for your name as an author in years to come."
It gave me an enormous boost, made me feel like I am able to try and succeed, that things will be all right. More than that, it made me want to do it again. It made me want to write and put it out there, create stories and get them published. I have this sudden urge to keep writing, keep practising and improving, gave me a whole load of ambition. It took writing and changed it from something I kept quiet about to something I shared with everybody. It was a risk, but it paid off.
I'm going to try and write about that, just like I'm going to try and write more fiction as well. I say 'try' because right now school work is just starting to heat up. I've got a ton of Physics, including a practical; History essays, and coursework; Maths by the truckload; and that's before I even think about all the exams I have in January. I'm not sure if all that is going to make me unable to write, or if it'll force me to find time for something I actually want to do, but I'm going to keep writing, even if nothing makes it up here. Thanks for reading, have a good evening.
Well, can't say I've written much lately, certainly nothing near the book I was aiming to try for. I do, however have an idea that might work for one in the future, if I can get over my need to tell the whole plot in a single page. Sometimes I think I'm only good for short stories...
I feel a bit bad for neglecting this site as of late, although I do check it a lot, I don't look at most of my inbox and I haven't written anything much. It's odd really, because it was only last week that I decided writing was what I wanted to do when I grow up (more).
Remember my 'Life, Liberty...' deviation? (judge-tempest.deviantart.com/a…)? I've renamed it 'Rights', because that was the title under which I read it at a school event last Wednesday. 'Journeys from the heart of the Chapel' was an informal occasion where people read poems or prose or played music about journeys. I was in the program under "Rights - William Scotland - Read by the author", and was one of only two people who performed original stuff (a girl had written a piece of music). I'd only brought in that piece to show a teacher and a week later, there I was standing up in front of about 70 people to read it out. I don't know how I managed it, but I made the story come to life. I was dramatic, my voice rose and fell, I paused in places, I made it entertaining. When I was finished, everyone clapped and cheered and I felt amazing. Ever since I've been trying to write about it, put the feeling into words, but I haven't managed it yet. For the next two days, as I walked around the school, people kept coming up and telling me it was great, or that they enjoyed it. A lot of them even thought it was a poem. One teacher said it was "superb", and one woman said that "Well, I'll look out for your name as an author in years to come."
It gave me an enormous boost, made me feel like I am able to try and succeed, that things will be all right. More than that, it made me want to do it again. It made me want to write and put it out there, create stories and get them published. I have this sudden urge to keep writing, keep practising and improving, gave me a whole load of ambition. It took writing and changed it from something I kept quiet about to something I shared with everybody. It was a risk, but it paid off.
I'm going to try and write about that, just like I'm going to try and write more fiction as well. I say 'try' because right now school work is just starting to heat up. I've got a ton of Physics, including a practical; History essays, and coursework; Maths by the truckload; and that's before I even think about all the exams I have in January. I'm not sure if all that is going to make me unable to write, or if it'll force me to find time for something I actually want to do, but I'm going to keep writing, even if nothing makes it up here. Thanks for reading, have a good evening.
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 to hear you're getting your stuff heard, and that ice cream monologue is perfect for reading out loud. Hope you do post more up here, but even if not keep us posted.