November 22, 2008



I stepped onto the playground, gravel crunching under my feet, and walked over to the swing I was on when Annabella found me. The metal chain holding the seat was warm from the sun, and the plastic seat stuck to parts of my legs that weren’t covered by my jean shorts. The breeze from swinging felt good on my warm skin, but the squeeky chain irritated me a bit. It only lasted a few minutes, for before I knew it, I was shoved off the swing onto my hands and knees, which threw gravel everywhere.

Yeah, it's really teeny and it's probbably the nicest written part of the book. No, I take that back, when I set up changes in setting, those are the best parts. I'm still way behind, but I'm hopefully making good time. -uhhh-

In other news I feel uderly crappy, someone shoot me. And I need a video camera ASAP.


November 20, 2008

So if I don't eat or sleep

26 pages, 19k words. -oye-
I can do whatever I need off the computer from 10pm to 4am. Use the comp from 3 when I get home till 9:30pm and practice guitar for half an hour till 10. If that makes sense to you.. 3 gold stars.

So I've got to find references off the computer so I can draw at night. OH and I'm drawing an Ood for my new art coverpage. -huzzah!- Ood=coolashell

So I'm gonna go write some more.

BUT I GOTTED MY ENGLISH SONG DONE! I may make a video of it, and post it :D


November 18, 2008

Not after Nine Thirty

So i was told my all Passing grades were unacceptable, so I have to give up the laptop at 9:30. even tho I don't have to go to bed till 10. So I prob. wont be able to finish my novel, and I can't draw at night, cause Harry has all my references. So I'm SCREWED for the next Five weeks. -hatesparents-


November 17, 2008


4Ever has the cooliest Guitar part. Let's hope I can play it.

Off to write and draw and film.


November 16, 2008

Fifteen Thousand words makes me behind...

Ooh, Excerpt;

I walked down to the old playground that my friends and I used to play at, when we were younger, and I sat down in one of the swings. I closed my eyes and pumped my legs making me go higher. I felt the breeze in my face, and heard the whoosh of the wind and relaxed. I tried to forget everything wrong that was happening, but was interupted by a voice.
“Elizabeth, I’ve been looking everywhere for you.” I opened my eye to look straight into the face Of my sister.
“Anns, are you okay?”
“Fine, but you have to come with me.” There was something wrong with her. Her body was more ridged, and she was more pale than usual. I slowed the swing to a stop and she grabbed me by my wrist.
I twisted to try to get out of her grasp but her grip was super strong. “What happened to you?” She started twitching and flinching.
“Nothing, It just-” before she could finish her ssentence she folded at the knees and hit the ground in a pile of sobs and twitches. “Hurts!” she was shrill as she kept moving.
I crouched down and held my older sister by her shoulders. She was loosing her smell and she didn’t feel cold to me. “Who bit you?” I was angry and practically yelled at her, causing her to flinch away from you.
“I don’t know,” she kept sobbing, “Some guy with white hair.” She arched her back as if she was reaching to the sky. “It hurts so much,” she sobbing into my shoulder, still twitching.
“I know, I know.”
“No You Don’t!” she cried, biting my shoulder to try and stop screaming.
“I told you I was a vampire. But I won’t let them put you in the hospital like I was.” Her eyes got wide, and took a breath as if she was going to say something back, but instead screamed in pain. “I have to get you home.”
“No, I don’t want to move!” I grunted as I lifted her as high as I could. She flailed and squirmed in my arms, but grabbed around my neck, as I started toward the house.

Sooo. tell meh whatcha think. New twist that has been part of the last thousand words I've written in like, an hour tops. We take the protagonist who has been turned, and turn her sister :D If only it wasn't painful.... Oh well.

----In other news----
I've been learnin the guitar and writing songs. We're working on song number 3. Soon we'll add music to words. -yay-


My fingers hurt

The Guitar is an Evil Evil stringie-thingie. Tis day 2 of learnin to play and my fingers are bright red. I'm still waiting on an audition for a collab channel I made. She got 4 auditions, but obviously didn't like 1 (or more) of us, so she's waiting for a better offer.
I'm going to try to draw some one tonight. I dunno who yet. I've got a few good ideas and a few nice refs, so i should be okilie dokilie.
This weekends' been a real Snore so far..... oh well