There is this theory, in NaNoLand, that the more busy you are the more achievement you make. In 2012 I had a few writing goals, and I can say I achieve a lot of them. THough I am ashamed of myself since I only work on the one that is consider easy. I work hard on my revision, that is true. But I could do a lot more. I could work a lot more on it. Ever since I started University I have been very busy, and the writing kind off took a stop.
This year, I am still not sure or have a good...idea structure I guess. I have three class this semester and they are taking most of my time. But I want to edit and post some of my stories I wrote for NaNoWriMo 2012, and to go back on my novel revision. I will have to reread basically everything to go back to the stage I left, but it be fine. I actually had a dream that make a better ending then the one I originally had. And I probably will try to make a few more scenes. Since I know that my Ghost story is about Daniel discovering he is Half ghost in the private institute for Ghost Trackers. However, I don't really know how to proceed with the school part of it. Or even how to make the evil bad guy a bad guy. ( except you know the part where Gregory( bad guy) is actually sucking the souls of everyone.)
It still could do a lot more work for me to be able to write it properly since I kind off just jump in it with out a good grasp of the back story. And the back story is actually important. Some what. To make sense of everything else anyway. There is also the problem of, because I am taking so much long brakes between revision I have a more longer time to brainstorm and change my mind. Which both sucks, and amaze me. Since I came up with much better idea everything, but sucks since it basically change the whole story all over again. I'm sticking with the original story I wrote in pen fro the first time. Since it is the story I originate and liked, and using my other brilliant idea for sequel of some sort. Because hell if Ghost exist in these world, there is bound to be more magical creature in existence am I right? Right.
In other note, my boyfriend is going to apply for the work force ( as a cook) and we are thinking of moving again, meaning that my studies will be either on hold or transferred again. Its just...complicated. I wanted, when I apply to UPEI, to get a degree in English like that I be a better writer. I took some Psychology classes and I just had the misfortune to tell my family that I really enjoy Psychology and now, well, everyone is on my back about time, and deciding what I really really want to do with my life and about money,loan and a bunch of crap. MY main goal when I apply was to get better in English. Yes I enjoy Psychology immensely, but it is not for me. One, I can't even read about the nano transmitter and drugs effect with out having a small panic attack, less studying it for the rest of my life. I don't think they understand the concept of emetophobia.
But anyway, my point is, if we do move back in New Brunswick, I don't know if I should continue my study in English language, or go to the workforce and work on my novel. Since I did get better in english amazingly, but I still have a lot of work to do. A Lot.
OMG did you know that my Microsoft word document always automatically change my 'a lot' to 'alot'! It drives me crazy!
Anyway, (/cough cough) I still have time to brainstorm. I will talk about it with scott and see his opinion.
Except for that, my holiday was good! We surprised my mother from coming home earlier then planned ( much earlier) it was fun, made her day. I had a lot of great gift! Teen wolf season 1 in the shelf and a giant owl pillow :D I also received a lot of books and a gift certificate for Chapters ( that I used the next day for Cecelia Ahern recent books I was missing YES). I hope everyone had a great Holiday and New Year! I will be changing my goals page soon and also talk about my classes! My English Linguistic teach is AMAZING! People probably think she is on the side of crazy but I love her, oh my god.
Take care!
Steph :D
Wednesday, January 9, 2013
Sunday, December 16, 2012
Report 134 - Christmas Tree
Therefor, a few day after, taking a break from studying. I sat down in the middle of my office with those:
I already have a box full of small decoration (top left corner) from my grandmother a few years ago and my sister, as gifts. When I used to work at Staples in Miramichi, after the holidays my boss was getting rid of the window decoration she got for the store, it just happened that I go my hands on them.
SO I have: small decoration, a laminator, window snow-flake decoration, tape, paper clip, scissors, single hole puncher, and construction paper.
I did not have a clear idea of what I wanted to do for my christmas tree. No okay, I had no idea in the first place, I just took out what I could used and went with it. So the first thing I did was laminated the window decoration like that they are more stable.
Then I cut them up and place a single whole on the top, and with the paper clips I improvised.
I end up with a lot more then expected so I was happy. Today I finish off the top decoration: a star, like always, and took a picture of the end product. It is ugly. But it is okay, because I made it. I made it with my own hand and that's what I like. Good thing out of that ugly thing is that there won't be any glitter on the floor! So there it is, my Christmas tree. Under the tree there is the fake snow with the village, and my family's gifts.
I also finished my first semester of University! I loved it. I still didn't receive my final grade but I am confident that I did well, against everyones believed. Scott and I love living on the island, we've been slowly saving up and taking care of the car ( new battery!). Scott is working away, while still looking for a better paying job, but it is hard to find, but he still apply to some. I went and saw a career counsellor, like I was asked, and I feel bad for the poor women since I was just there bawling crying because I have no idea what I want to do anymore, since everyone I tell are just saying it is not good enough and should do better. Or that I will fail because I suck. Thanks guys, my depression is just in need of more wood for the fire!
I compiled a mind map, the day after the meeting with the counsellor, of everything I loved working in and what I would love to do in my future. With what I discovered in myself, I changed my course outline for my second semester and chosen the classes I want to take in the summer to see if I really want to go in that path.
I know I ask for material thing for christmas, but what I really want to have when I go down, is conversation that is not about my future jobs, my inability to make a decision with only TWO class under my belt.I want to talk about the news, weather, my new friends, Scott's friends, my future classes, books, movies, my writing, cooking, funny stories, how everyone is, new projects, how Scott's family is, plans for the summer, camping. Anything else that will bring the joy in our stay.
That is all I'm asking. You can all send me a rent of text in a email or text the day after we leave, but not before. Because I will pack and leave. I love you all deeply, but there is so much kick in the guts feeling I can take in a month.
Thank you,
Steph
Friday, November 23, 2012
Report 133 - Ghost Ship
(I have a feeling that ghost pirate ship is a recurring theme in my blog...HO WELL)
This is a funny story of me and my dad during the first opening day of Sobey's in Bathurst. It was a really big deal during that time because the only grocery store we had was the atlantic super store. I was around 16 and picking up my dad from work at like 4:30 and we decided to stop by and check the place.
The Sobey's is not as big as the atlantic store, but it has a huge fruit and veggie section, and my dad love that. So when we got in the parking lot, it was fairly busy, so keeping together we walk in the building and the first thing you could see was a tall table displaying some product but behind the table, kept high, was this most beautiful, detailed ice sculpture of a ship sailing the waves.
It was magnificent, I stood there like an idiot staring at it, trying to capture all the detail in memory, mouth open and drooling. My dad with a grin, warp an arm around my shoulder and told me it was a ghost ship.
"REALLY?"
"yes, if you look at it for a period of time it will disappear." He said to me, I stood there for another maybe five minute, before following my dad checking the place. There was a lot of small tables to taste some new products. My dad goal was to taste EVERYTHING, even the goat milk. There was something about chicken, that was not about its egg or the meat that I don't remember and I know I don't want to remember anyway.
But the point is, I couldn't stop thinking about the ghost ship at the entrance. I kept turning around to look at it and try to figure out how it would disappear. My dad would grin every time I would turn around, and i kept having this feeling of wrongness about the whole thing. Thats when it click.
Its a fucking ice sculpture.
I groan and my dad laugh and pat my shoulder, it took me maybe 10-15 minutes to get his joke.
Its a ice sculpture, it will melt after a while, hence disappearing making it a ghost ship. I hated myself for the whole way back home and dad counted the story to my family, laughing at my stupidity. My dad is a joker, a trickster and my oldest sister and I always fall for his joke.
Still in the ghost ship topic, we do have a ghost ship in the Bathurst area. My mother said she saw it when she was young, walking to the bus stop for school. She said she heard two really strong dongs and when she look at the bay she saw a ship burning as it sink in the sea. It last for maybe a second, she blinked and it was gone. They call it the phantom ship, many people seen it, for a bare second to hours.
This is a funny story of me and my dad during the first opening day of Sobey's in Bathurst. It was a really big deal during that time because the only grocery store we had was the atlantic super store. I was around 16 and picking up my dad from work at like 4:30 and we decided to stop by and check the place.
The Sobey's is not as big as the atlantic store, but it has a huge fruit and veggie section, and my dad love that. So when we got in the parking lot, it was fairly busy, so keeping together we walk in the building and the first thing you could see was a tall table displaying some product but behind the table, kept high, was this most beautiful, detailed ice sculpture of a ship sailing the waves.
It was magnificent, I stood there like an idiot staring at it, trying to capture all the detail in memory, mouth open and drooling. My dad with a grin, warp an arm around my shoulder and told me it was a ghost ship.
"REALLY?"
"yes, if you look at it for a period of time it will disappear." He said to me, I stood there for another maybe five minute, before following my dad checking the place. There was a lot of small tables to taste some new products. My dad goal was to taste EVERYTHING, even the goat milk. There was something about chicken, that was not about its egg or the meat that I don't remember and I know I don't want to remember anyway.
But the point is, I couldn't stop thinking about the ghost ship at the entrance. I kept turning around to look at it and try to figure out how it would disappear. My dad would grin every time I would turn around, and i kept having this feeling of wrongness about the whole thing. Thats when it click.
Its a fucking ice sculpture.
I groan and my dad laugh and pat my shoulder, it took me maybe 10-15 minutes to get his joke.
Its a ice sculpture, it will melt after a while, hence disappearing making it a ghost ship. I hated myself for the whole way back home and dad counted the story to my family, laughing at my stupidity. My dad is a joker, a trickster and my oldest sister and I always fall for his joke.
Still in the ghost ship topic, we do have a ghost ship in the Bathurst area. My mother said she saw it when she was young, walking to the bus stop for school. She said she heard two really strong dongs and when she look at the bay she saw a ship burning as it sink in the sea. It last for maybe a second, she blinked and it was gone. They call it the phantom ship, many people seen it, for a bare second to hours.
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