Day One

For those of you who don’t know, yesterday was the first day of NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month). I am attempting to participate with my current WIP. The challenge is to write 50k words in the month of November. This would really get me close to a full draft. I have been procrastinating the last 3/4ths of my story. My first quarter is pretty strong, and has been for a while. The rest of the story, not so much. There is a decent amount written, but I have changed  the subplots so many times that I am basically starting fresh. Hence that outline.

Did I write anything yesterday? Sure did. But first, let me tell you everything I got done before sitting down to write (It was my day off yesterday). Let me say, the house is sparkling. I think I did every chore under the sun, even some more obscure ones like cleaning out the fridge. Then I studied for a solid two hours (teaching myself another language). Then, finally at around noon, I sat down to write. On and off till about 10pm. I got a little over 3k words, which is good but not great. I need to average 1667 words a day to reach 50k. And there are some days were writing is just not going to happen this month. Thanksgiving, a trip to the city one day, a concert coming up. I am hoping this weekend I can knock out 10k so I can get a good head start. As long as I can stay ahead, I think I will be able to do it. It is the catching up part I struggle with, and it could cause my writing to become sloppy.

On a side note I’ve had some pretty rocking music to listen to while working. My Mom made me a ‘Happy Songs’ playlist on Spotify. I had requested that she compile a list of songs for me that just sounded happy. The words don’t necessarily have to follow suit, but I wanted something to put me in a good mood/give me a bit of nostalgia for the old days. My favorite song on the list so far is Paul Simon’s Kodachrome. I always forget how much I love his music. There are 67 songs on the list so far. Impressive. My longest created playlist is 28. My shortest playlist is 0, titled ‘I’m Cool, I’m Hip’. I wanted to make one to play in the car with my friends, since most of them are not fans of techno. Clearly that did not go well.

A Song or Twenty

This past weekend was my Dad’s birthday. Normally, I really struggle with what to get him. This year though, I had just the thing. A songbook/sheet music to Matchbox Twenty’s first album, Yourself or Someone Like You. As I said before, I am a huge fan. It is something unique I share in common with both my Mom and Dad, who are two very, very, different people. And I am not quite sure where it came from. The soft rock genre doesn’t do much for me. But here I am, letting MB20 commandeer a blog post finally.

My Dad plays the guitar and can sing pretty good for someone who has never had any formal vocal lessons. I, on the other hand, have no musical aptitude. That skipped me and went to the next child in the birth order. But we both have an appreciation for words, and the feelings that they convey. My Mom too. Maybe that’s why we have MB20 in common. I have mentioned the song Rest Stop before. It is one of the most powerful, sad songs I know. It was the song Dad and I talked about the other night. I had debated between either the book for the first album or the second, but went with the first since the latter is much darker. We could both quote the lyrics.

“She said, while you were sleeping
I was listening to the radio
And wondering what you’re dreaming when
It came to mind that I didn’t care”

I don’t have to describe the feeling. You either know it or you don’t. Don’t get me wrong, they have plenty of other songs vying for ‘saddest’, but I think this one takes the cake.

In other, happier news, I started two new books. Mystery by Peter Straub and Every Last Word by Tamara Ireland Stone. Both were recommended to me by family members. I am very determined to get through Mystery. I have yet to finish a book suggested by my Mom, which greatly shows my inexperience with reading. I am finally getting to a point where I can push through uninteresting sections in stories, where before I would just quit. They are both supposed to be twisty books, so I am excited to see them through.

And in writing news, I finally finished that outline. Did I mention how important those were to keep up with? I did? Well, it would have saved me a lot of time if I just listened to my own advice. I plan on doing NaNoWriMo next month, but I am not sure if I should do it with my current WIP, or the other one I have. The problem with doing it on my current WIP is that I already have about 60k typed, and it would be hard to gauge what is new. Sigh. I am sure I can figure it out. Just making excuses here. I don’t have enough experience to work fully on two stories at once. Hopefully one day I will get there.

 

Who runs the world?

Well, if you are a K-pop fan, BTS does. And, seeing as I am in fact, a fan of K-pop, I dragged my husband up to Hamilton, Ontario for their concert. There are a lot of reasons I love BTS. But lets go back to the beginning. I’ve never been into boy bands (though I would argue they are more than just that). My first concert was Matchbox 20. Actually, they make up more than 50% of my concert attendances, and that is not including Rob Thomas’s solo tours, that yes, I have gone to many of. And if I don’t stop now they are going to derail this blog post with how much I love their music, and how you don’t know emo until you’ve listened to Rest Stop off of their album Mad Season (seriously, if you are having relationship issues, do not listen to that song).

Maybe this was me trying to relive my youth, or maybe I am 13 going on 30. I just really felt I needed to see these young men live, and boy was it worth it. Their music is as good as it is meaningful, and if you follow anything about them, they are just downright decent humans. But what I love most about them is their drive. These young men are so inspirational. When I get home from a horrid day at work, and I am not in the mood to write, I think about them. I think about how they are everywhere. Always practicing, always bettering themselves. Working on new things while on tour. Writing lyrics while on a plane. We all find motivation in different forms in this world, and they apparently have become mine.

The concert was awesome. They put on an amazing performance. I took a few pictures, but this is one of my favorites.

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It is of J-Hope. I love the contrast of the blue army bombs (light sticks) and the stage lighting. Out of all the members, I got the best pictures of him. He was so animated. Coincidentally, his solo on their most recent album, Trivia : Just Dance, is my favorite. The runner up to that is Trivia : Seesaw (a lot of peoples favorite), but that is a very emotional song.

So I guess it is time to use this motivation, and this day off, to do some writing. Or you know, power-read through Vengeful, which came out today, and yeah okay, maybe I am already 1/3 of the way through. One or the other. But first, coffee.

 

Devour… What a great word.

Especially when used in reference to a book. Last night I stayed up till 2, finishing The Children of Blood and Bone. What an great book, I cant wait for the next one. Tomi Adeyemi is a wonderful storyteller. Each chapter left me wanting more, hence why I just powered through the last quarter yesterday evening. I gave it five stars. Only a couple things I didn’t like, but overall an excellent read. I highly recommend it.

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Titan wanted me to take a nap with him. It was hard to say no.

I am running on this amazing high right now. Between finishing this book, and then the last book in the Themis Files Trilogy comes out May 1st, Only Human (so excited!), AND THEN, I also got a copy of Tyler Johnson Was Here for 2.99 off of Amazon. Yay reading!

Next, a musical group I really want to see has announced their tour dates, and I am itching to get tickets. We shall see. I am not too picky, as long as we are not up in the nosebleeds, they make me feel super dizzy. But it is going to be stressful when they go on sale. I have a feeling it will sell out in minutes. I have two venues that are close enough for a weekend getaway, so hopefully one of them will work.

And lastly, I finally conquered the battle scene I was writing. Not only did I dislike writing it, I also don’t like reading them. They can be so boring to me. So I channeled my feelings on them, taking what I don’t like about typical battle scenes, and writing around that. Writing more about what the character’s felt, rather than the actions of their weapons. None of my perspectives are skilled fighters, which makes the scene a little more difficult. I am hoping it worked. Thankfully I have a couple awesome friends who read way more than I do and can give me pretty sound advice. In fact, I wouldn’t be this far without them.

 

Book Sale Bargains.

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So as you can see, I got a few books at my local library’s book sale. I have already started One Hundred Years of Solitude in audio book format, which is good, but hard to follow as some of the characters have the same name. I am excited to start reading it, but I am now in the depths of Children of Blood and Bone (which is living up to my high expectations). For Wicked, I have seen the musical at my local theater, and I was pleasantly surprised. I have never been very interested in the Wizard of Oz or any of its retellings. The Crichton book I grabbed is called Pirate Latitudes, and honestly I only grabbed it because, pirates. I love pirates. Do I totally romanticize them? Yes.

Finally got some writing done, bringing my WC to 50k. Probably won’t get to my goal of 60k by May 1st, but that is okay. I am going slow, making sure I like what is being written, and not just trying to fill the page.

Sad news today in the EDM community. Avicii passed away at the age of 28. Whatever reasons contributed to it, he was a very talented artist, and one of the few that I actually purchased their album. Spotify had a playlist ready scarily fast, but it has been nice listening to all of his music today. I forgot how many songs I loved.  I guess that is all we can do when an artist passes away. Remember why we love them, by reliving what they have produced. Whether it be music, movies, or traditional art.

Rediscovering Old Music

As an avid YouTube watcher, I sometimes fall into the dark hole of video watching. We won’t even start on how last night I was watching a video on the history of speed running Super Mario world 4-2. Why? I don’t know. Do I have any interest in doing a speed-run, ever? No. Next thing I knew, I was on a vlog post of someone I follow talking about Mya’s Case of the Ex. Throwback right there. So of course I had to make a playlist. Down I went, now searching for music from my childhood. I eventually landed on Savage Garden and was so pleased that I stopped there for the night. This was prime middle school days. Their album affirmation was released in 1999 I think, so I was what, 10 or 11? I mean, let’s not even talk about the songfic I wrote to You Can Still Be Free. Ugh I know. Songfics. What can I say? Speaking of the fanfic realm, I just recently found my old fanfiction.net account (had to do a little internet purge) and no lie, my account bio read: Hii I am in middleschool and I love harry potter and I think I will write a fanficc soon. Bad spelling and all.

Needless to say, I didn’t get much writing done.