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Why can't people learn definitions before they use words? Words have meanings for a reason, so that people know what everyone else is talking about. If people casually disregard those meanings, communication breaks down. If stop means go and go means cow, how do you understand what anyone says to you!!!!
Now, I'm dramatizing here, and I'm not a puritan when it comes to language. I like language to be colorful and nuanced, so shifts in the meaning and implications of a given word are not inherently bad.

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Oh yes, and America, I have one thing to say to you today: Land of the Free? More like Land of the Shameless Moochers.

Well, I was going to gripe about more things today (hence the title) but I think I'll leave it at that. I can only take so much complaining, even if it is from myself.
Current Mood: aggravatedaggravated
05 February 2009 @ 11:18 am
I had a strange idea the other day. I think it was after I had been reading about Hans Christian Andersen for my Scandinavian Lit class, although I'm not sure.
What if Cinderella was a villain?

Once I thought of, it, of course I decided to try to write it.

This will be a bit of challenge, since in the story, Cinderalla is not even remotely the master of her own fate. She's practically a pawn, with almost no initiative at all. She wishes to go to the ball, but it is the Fairy Godmother who gets her there. She wants to marry the Prince, but it is he who has to do all the work to find her. If she's going to be the villain, she can't be just a victim, pushed around by everyone in her life.

Instead, she's going to have to be a crafty, manipulative, nasty piece of work who only appears to be a victim, while really victimizing everyone around her.
This is going to be fun.

I don't think there will be magic in the story, either. Fairy Godmothers and pumpkin coaches don't fit with a proactive, villainous heroine (antagoness? ) Those elements have to fit in somehow, of course, but without the magic.
Current Mood: deviousdevious
Current Music: Legend of Bell Rock - David Arkenstone
02 February 2009 @ 10:48 pm
My entire world right now measures about 9' x 9'. Subtract the space taken up by a desk, a bed, a closet and a few drawers, and I'm left with less than 9' x 4' feet of open floor. There isn't even enough room to pace properly. And yet, I chose to live here.
I sometimes doubt my sanity.
To be fair, my dorm room isn't my entire world. There's the rest of campus, of which I do see a good portion in the course of a week, and the place is downright enormous. I have a bus card, so I can go anywhere that Metro Transit will take me. Or I can let my own two legs take me there, as is normally my preference. But I don't like going places, because it's cold. The balmy weather this weekend only made the weather today seem all the worse.

I was wondering as I walked through the wind tunnel that I chose as my route to and from class today since there are people who enjoy inflicting pain on themselves, are there also people who enjoy inflicting cold upon themselves? I know I'm not one of them.

But think about it, are there maybe people who like being really cold? Is that even possible? Could there be people out there who step out on a cold, windy, winter day and say to themsleves "Oh yeah, that's more like it! I just love the feeling of that bitterly cold wind tearing across my exposed cheeks! Boy, is it ever cold today and doesn't it feel great!"

I don't know. I sort of doubt it, but the people I see who go to class with no coat, no hat and hair still wet from showering, all in sub-zero weather, do make me wonder.
Current Mood: Dull
Current Music: Fall at Your Feet - Jesse Cook
30 November 2008 @ 11:15 pm
I did it. I won Nanowrimo.
Does it feel good? Yes. Does it feel really good?
Not really.

There are several reasons for that.

1) Exhaustion: Properly speaking, I'm not exhausted yet, just tired. It's thinking about what I have to do next that's exhausting.

2) Ending: The book isn't finished. Not even close. Halfway at best, and possibly a good deal less. It all depends on where I decide ot end Book 1. Yes, that;s right, Book 1. There are more.

3)Uncertainty: I'm not sure if I've written anything worth while or not. I like it, but that doesn't mean much. I wrote not simply for my own sake, but so other people could enjoy the story as well. I'll have to wait to judge what I've written until I've subjected a few people to the draft and and see what reactions I get. I'll hold off on that until I've rectified the more egregious spelling errors and the most criminal sentences.

The funny thing is, it didn't really get any easier as I approached the goal. Even when I was only 300 words short of 50,000, I kept wanting to get up and abandon the story. I even knew what was going to happen. I just didn't want to write it, at all. I did though, and now I can set it aside for the next couple of weeks while a I finish up the semester. Hopefully in that time the rest of Book 1 will solidify in my head, so over break I can make more headway towards finishing. If I ever finish, this thing is most probably going to be a trilogy.

I know, I know. Yet another fantasy trilogy. The things are practically a dime a dozen, and I dreadfully wanted to avoid creating another one, but the scope of this story is just to large to fit into one book. I might manage two, but I sort of doubt it.

For now, however, I can set it aside. There is other work to be done.

The structural analysis for the ground station is still mired in the mud. I've thrown literally days into the project, with nothing to show for it but pages upon pages of useless notes, diagrams and pictures, a half dozen useless mechanical engineering programs, plus a couple of nastily long Mathematica files. I'm seriously worried that I'm not going to get it done in time.

Plus, finals are coming up. Hooray hooray. At least I'll be done with them early on in finals week.
Current Mood: Elated, frustrated, tired.
Current Music: Desert Wind - Banco de Gaia
06 November 2008 @ 11:00 pm
I've reached day six, and I'm ahead of schedule! The 10,000 word mark has past and 11,000 went by too. I'm feeling pretty good. I have no idea what I'm going to do tomorrow, but I'll cross that bridge when I come to it. Or maybe burn it. Who knows.

Election day nearly killed me. I had absolutely no classes, so I should have been able to add significantly to me lead, but no luck. I did homework all day and watching the election killed the evening. I probably should have just voted and then ignored th whole thing till the next morning, but I didn't. Cip and I did have fun watching the Yahoo! political dashboard and it's utterly nonsensical system of calling states. (We'll call Iowa for Obama with 0% of precincts reporting in, and North Dakota for McCain with 2%, but we won't call Georgia for McCain even though he has 54% of the vote with 95% of precincts reporting.)

Anyway, I managed to type less than 150 words on the 4th. That was ok since I was a day ahead anyway, but then I only managed a couple of hundred yesterday as well. I was falling behind and not even a week had passed. My novel was in trouble.

I've discovered that it is useless for me to sit at my computer and try to type if I don't already have the scene worked out in my head in some detail. I simply cannot make the story up as I type, no matter how hard I try. I can embellish a scene, adding details and events that were not planned, but the thrust of the scene needs to be there already, along with a host of detail.

Todays chapter went pretty darned well, I think. It scared me well enough that I jumped when my phone rang. I doubt it will be that effective for my readers (if I ever have any) but it's a solid chapter.

Tomorrow will be an interesting day. I wrote up all the stuff I had well planned tonight. I need to plan the next chapter, or I'll have another dead day.

I will not let it happen. I will finish this novel.
Current Location: Centennial Hall, U of M
Current Mood: accomplished
Current Music: Light in the Black - Sabaton
27 October 2008 @ 09:23 pm
October draws to a close and November fast approaches. This means elections, of course. The polls are going to be insane this year, I'm sure, but that's not what I'm talking about.

No, I'm talking about National Novel Writing Month. Whoever came up with this idea was either a loony or a genius. Or maybe masochist/sadist. Hard to say.

National Novel Writing Month is when over-caffeinated, ambitious, brilliant and creative fools from all over the world attempt to write an entire 50,000 word novel allin the month of November. Yes, you read that right. One month. 50,000 words.

Every November people attempt it, and many of them succeed. Are the novels any good? Probably not, but you can always overhaul it later if you want, and polish it until it shines. As every Wrimo knows, November is not about polished, pretty writing. It is about sitting down and writing, writing, writing, until your fingers bleed ad your arms fall off. And then learning to type with your toes, because THE NOVEL MUST GO ON!

(Ok, maybe just tying until your fingers are sore and your hand cramps. I'm preparing to be a novelist. I can exaggerate if I want.)

I am no good at this sort of writing, which may be why I've failed in two attempts at turning out a NaNo novel. Actually "The Four Thrones" failed due to a paper, a cold, and a death in the family. I'm still not sure what happened to last year's "Ironship" It was going remarkably well. It is certainly worth finishing one day, in my opinion.

Despite my two previous failures, as well as my lack if inspiration this year, I'm going for it again. I'll admit right off the bat that failure is almost assured, but what of it? If I can get as far as I did last year before wimping out, I'll still have written some 20,000 words.

I have just four days to get a story idea ready, because come November 1st, I need to hit the ground typing.
Current Mood: Maniacally Ambitious
Current Music: Martha's Quest-Doctor Who Series 3 Soundtrack
18 September 2008 @ 10:38 pm
Well, first semester seems like it's going to be pretty good this year. Some of the classes look like they are going to be a bit difficult, but they should be fairly interesting as well. Orbital Mechanics particularly. Orbital maneuvers should be fun...if you like that sort of thing. I think I will.

Even better, I'm joining the Nanosat-5 group here to help them meet their January deadline. There is still a lot of work to do on the satellite, and even more on the ground support side, which is where I'll probably be working. The satellite stuff is mostly surface-mount soldering, in which I have no experience, and programming. I could do some programming, but messing with cables and knobs and setting up antennas is more my line of work.
I feel sort of weird joining at this late stage, since the project began last January, but they need help, so I'll do my best.

I should contact Joanne about getting a few hours of work at eh Minneapolis campus too, although I'm not sure now how much time Nanosat is going to take up. Ellie said that group members average 10 hours a week, but I'm not sure what chunk of time that will eat up on a practical level. I need the money though.

Thankfully this won't interfere with my social life, since I don't really have one. That's not true of course, but by comparison to a lot of people around here it is, I guess. If I want to have a social life, attend to my studies, work and help build a satellite, I may just have to sleep less this semester. I'm ok with that I guess.
Current Location: Centennial E363
Current Mood: I have a cold
Current Music: Eloi-Klaus Badelt (The Time Machine)
02 September 2008 @ 09:54 am
I'm not to good at this whole 'blogging' thing. Technically, I know this isn't a blog, but it falls into that category. A lot of interesting, writable stuff has happened in the past few weeks, and I haven't written about a jot of it. Even assuming that I were to pass over all the progress that we've made on the Doctor Who film, other things have happend as well.
For instance, I could write up an amuseing account of my first dream ever where my vision was actually effected by whether or not I was wearing glasses. That dream also had a morphing staircase that got steeper and more dangerous the closer you got, until by the time you were standing at the top, it was not only an almost sheer cliff, but it aslo included lava and boiling mudflows. I didn't even attempt to go down it.
Or I could have written about my dream with Pope Benedict, although it wouldn't be half as fun to write about as Tyler's image of it. I told him that I had a dream with the Pope in it, and he immediately assumed it was something along the lines of me flying a figter jet against aliens invaders with the Pope as my wingman. I so want to have that dream.
Then there were the nerd dance moves we invented at my cousin's wedding, and the grand excursion throught the darkened golf course, the fun times at the fair next day, etc etc. That was a great weekend. Maybe I'll write about it in more detail later.
After all school is starting today, so I'll be needing things to do to procrastinate, right?
Current Location: E363, Centennial Hall
Current Music: Akanaki Nokunaka -Juluka
15 August 2008 @ 09:06 pm
At this point, I want nothing more to do with this Doctor Who skit.

Actually, I just want to be done with all my responsibility of getting it together. As things stand I am the Director, the Producer, the Prop Master, all the prop wranglers, the master of photography, and the title character.

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Time for me to stop whining and get back to work. I am looking forward to showing of my Tardis console tomorrow. It didn't take long for it to transform from a prop for a skit to a project in it's own right. And by that I mean it got completely out of control and sucked up the time I should have spent doing other things. For instance, putting together at least a rough shooting schedule. Or coming up with solution for attaching the Automaton mask to the actor's face more elegant than simply tying it to their head with leather straps.
Current Location: My desk, at home.
Current Mood: stressedstressed
01 August 2008 @ 05:26 pm
I should post again.
There are things to write about,
But I don't want to.