Friday, November 30, 2007
to succeed you must first fail.
It's official. I'm a failure.
Oh, did I mention that, at times, I can be a bit dramatic?
But in all seriousness. I didn't meet the fifty thousand word challenge. But really, I'm alright with that. For me, the goal was more about writing and in the consistency of doing it everyday.
And frankly, since I did really good at that, and then took time to enjoy the company of family and friends over the holiday week, I'm good with the fact that I didn't put the 50,000 word goal in front of people that mean the world to me.
Thank you to everyone that supported me. You are all amazing.
What's next, you ask? Well, I'm planning on writing until the characters tell me they're done talking. I'll be (hopefully) on a train for 22 hours next week and I'm going to spend some of the time editing the portion I've already written and posting excerpt for those of you that have asked. And, beyond that? Well, I'll keep writing. And perhaps in a year the challenge of writing 50,000 words in 30 days won't be as big of a challenge for me. And lastly? I'm planning on reading, alot. I'm re-starting "3" by Flannery O'Connor and I'm very happy about it.
i've been erased.
myspacers beware!
I didn't do it myself. I didn't upload porn. I didn't burn a flag. I didn't do anything. But, the powers that be over in myspace land have found me guilty of some crime (still unknown to me) and have sentenced me to be banished.
this isn't a hoax. this isn't my doing. this is a travisty. really though, myspace was becoming dull. i didn't want to check it, I had to check it...but now that it's been taken away? I want it back!
what is sadder than sad though is that they aren't even giving me the courtesy "this profile no longer exists" they just deleted every comment I ever made or friend I ever met and called it a day.
I don't know what I'm going to do yet, I haven't decided. so...alas, what should I do?
blogger please stay good to me, in fact, I'll bake cookies if that will keep you appeased and on my side...
Saturday, November 17, 2007
"how's your writing going?"
Thank you to everyone that has asked the question and kept me encouraged and writing. The month is halfway done and I've just passed 10,000 word mark. Soooo....I'm not exactly up to par with some of the more experienced NANOWRIMO writers, but this is my first time and I'm doing it and I'm very happy that I'm getting more into a habit of writing.
I'm not giving up, I'm just admitting that I'm not going to make it to 50,000 by the end of the month.
I've got snowboarding to prepare for, Thanksgiving Apple Crisp to make, driving to Bend and hanging out with friends and family (and that snowboarding thing to do), picking up in-laws and crusin' around town with them for a few days and all that is happening within the next week...and for six days straight...my husband to murder and Gilder to blame for it!
In addition to the writing, I've also got to work on cleaning, working, and running...this is not a defeat, this is encouraging the challenge. Oh and I've got a trip to California and a band's tour to prepare for...
science stickers anyone?
Please take a moment to meet my second character:
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November 1, 2007 - Cassandra
She wandered the campus for the last time, reminded of her first day when she stood in the same hallway, carried the same messenger bag, and felt a similar sense of despair and anxiety. But that wasn’t what today was about. Today was supposed to be a celebration. A celebration of life and the accomplishments of all of her hard work. She was no longer a student. She was a researcher. Her thesis had been reviewed, defended, and she had received a passing grade. There wasn’t anything left for her here. This life is over. This life is over and life is finally beginning. It was time to forget everything that went wrong and think about the future. She tried to stop it, but her thoughts drifted back to her last day on campus in June.
“Cassandra Renee’ Reynolds”
The guy behind her kicked her heel and said, “That’s supposed to be you. That’s your name isn’t it?”
“Cassandra Renee’ Reynolds?”
She wanted nothing more than to move her feet and go up the three steps, walk across the stage, shake Professor Washington’s hand, take the diploma cover, and smile for the photograph. But she didn’t want to miss it. She didn’t want to do it and not realize she was doing it. So instead, she stood there. Waiting until she could be – completely, in the moment.
“Peter Jonathon Ryder”
Again the guy behind her kicked at her heel, except this time his shoulder prodded her in the back and he said, “At least move out of my way.”
It’s over. There’s nothing she can do to change it and she knows it. She’s completely in the moment and she can’t believe she’s ruined what’s supposed to be, to date, the best day of her life.
Stop. It’s done. It’s time to leave; it’s time to let it go and move on. She still graduated, even if she had skipped the whole, taking her diploma cover and smiling for the photograph thing. And now, this would be her last time on campus. She’d collected the bound copy of her thesis from Professor Winston’s assistant and completed her obligatory walk around the quad. It’s time to walk away. It’s time to leave. It’s time to forget. It’s time.
I'm not giving up, I'm just admitting that I'm not going to make it to 50,000 by the end of the month.
I've got snowboarding to prepare for, Thanksgiving Apple Crisp to make, driving to Bend and hanging out with friends and family (and that snowboarding thing to do), picking up in-laws and crusin' around town with them for a few days and all that is happening within the next week...and for six days straight...my husband to murder and Gilder to blame for it!
In addition to the writing, I've also got to work on cleaning, working, and running...this is not a defeat, this is encouraging the challenge. Oh and I've got a trip to California and a band's tour to prepare for...
Please take a moment to meet my second character:
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November 1, 2007 - Cassandra
She wandered the campus for the last time, reminded of her first day when she stood in the same hallway, carried the same messenger bag, and felt a similar sense of despair and anxiety. But that wasn’t what today was about. Today was supposed to be a celebration. A celebration of life and the accomplishments of all of her hard work. She was no longer a student. She was a researcher. Her thesis had been reviewed, defended, and she had received a passing grade. There wasn’t anything left for her here. This life is over. This life is over and life is finally beginning. It was time to forget everything that went wrong and think about the future. She tried to stop it, but her thoughts drifted back to her last day on campus in June.
“Cassandra Renee’ Reynolds”
The guy behind her kicked her heel and said, “That’s supposed to be you. That’s your name isn’t it?”
“Cassandra Renee’ Reynolds?”
She wanted nothing more than to move her feet and go up the three steps, walk across the stage, shake Professor Washington’s hand, take the diploma cover, and smile for the photograph. But she didn’t want to miss it. She didn’t want to do it and not realize she was doing it. So instead, she stood there. Waiting until she could be – completely, in the moment.
“Peter Jonathon Ryder”
Again the guy behind her kicked at her heel, except this time his shoulder prodded her in the back and he said, “At least move out of my way.”
It’s over. There’s nothing she can do to change it and she knows it. She’s completely in the moment and she can’t believe she’s ruined what’s supposed to be, to date, the best day of her life.
Stop. It’s done. It’s time to leave; it’s time to let it go and move on. She still graduated, even if she had skipped the whole, taking her diploma cover and smiling for the photograph thing. And now, this would be her last time on campus. She’d collected the bound copy of her thesis from Professor Winston’s assistant and completed her obligatory walk around the quad. It’s time to walk away. It’s time to leave. It’s time to forget. It’s time.
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
science updates
Science friends, for up to date information please visit the Science Myspace page as the tour dates have changed and probably will change again...
thanks,
science girl
thanks,
science girl
Monday, November 12, 2007
Science.
Coming to a town near you!
*The following post was not written by the blog's author. But do not let that stop you from reading on. As you will see, it is worth it, quite informative and it completely affects this blog's author.
The following post first appeared here on the official Science Heroes myspace blog, but I thought instead of writing a blog on the subject in my own words, it was better told firsthand by the Hero himself.
Welcome to the first Science Heroes blog! (In my best Ira Glass voice) Our story today in three acts--Act one: Shows, in which you will find that just because you know where you're going on tour, doesn't mean you know WHERE. Act Two: Recording--a story about the greatest producer the U.S. ever lost to Norway. Act Three: Merchandise--"You like CD? See dese Science Heroes Buttons?"
Act One: Shows. You may have noticed a lot of question marks in our up coming shows listing. Well there's a good reason for that. Seth Roberts (of Watashi Wa fame) has been nice enough to help us plan a short California tour with his new band Lakes. The Schedule will be as follows:
Dec. 8th - Chico
Dec. 9th - Sacrimento
Dec. 10th - Fresno
Dec. 11th - San Luis Obispo
Dec. 12th - Ventura/LA
Dec. 13th - Ventura/LA
We don't know the names of the venues yet... and the reason for that is (I think) Seth's booking agent hasn't told him yet... but as soon as we know them we will post them. A few of our Oregon friends have already told us they will be in California during the tour and want to hit a couple of the shows. But if you are not going to be in California in December there is good news for you too--provided that you live in Eugene: On Decemeber 28th we will be playing at Luckey's and on January 17th we will be playing at Diablo's downtown lounge. I am waiting for more details from Luckey's but at Diablo's we will be playing with a local electronica band called Palm and (I believe) a solo electronica Artist called Mantis. The show starts at 10 p.m.; we go on at 12:30 a.m. Should be a good time.
Act Two: recording! We just finished a recording of our song "Starry Vaults Walts". It was produced and engineered by Mr. Ashley Stubbert. We just heard an unmastered version of the song on Saturday and it blew us away. We already new the song was good but Ashley made it great. He did a hell of a job--worth every penny and more. In fact we have already scheduled another date to go into the studio with him again before the tour. The plan is to have a nice two song EP-ish thing to sell on the tour... but that sounds like a the next category to me.
Final Category: Merchandise!!! Well, there is a lot of fun stuff in the works here. First we are ordering more of the ever popular Science Heroes buttons. Same four designs as before so, if we were out of your favorite one last time, you can pick it up for $0.50 at our next show... can't beat those prices. Also in the works are Science Heroes stickers and a few nifty projects being designed by our very own Josiah Martens (Science Journals anyone?). Should be fun! But most importantly, as I mentioned above, we are working on a CD. By that I don't just mean that we are recording a CD. I can't give away too many details just yet, but I can tell you that the packaging for each CD will be hand made by us. It's going to be really cool--so get psyched.
That's it from me; this is Andy Weber, signing off.
Thursday, November 8, 2007
an excerpt,
you are not allowed to laugh....
unless it's the good kind of laughing. Like the kind that the author intends for you to experience. But if it isn't that kind, than oh man! you better keep it to yourself!
So it's week one of the challenge and I'm a bit behind. Behind in the sense that I haven't written 1650 words everyday. But, I'm not discouraged. Not in the least. In fact, it's a bit like running. It's similar in that I find I have a love/hate relationship with both. I love writing and exploring the worlds of new characters...but...well, it's tough that I can't go back and re-read and tweak what I've written. This people, has proven to be very difficult. I don't like it one bit. But, I have decided that because I love to write and this is an exercise in that (see again how it's similar to running?) I am going to push forward, toss discouragement aside and forge ahead.
I wanted to say a special thanks to my man for the thoughtful encouragement you're giving me. And also a shout out to my runpal and the guy to the right. They have both also joined the challenge and I am finding it a good motivation to write, my (friendly) competitive nature is keeping me writing to try to stay ahead of them in the growing word count.
so...don't laugh and god, please don't comment about all the terrible mistakes and inconsistencies you find, I know I need to edit...in fact I can't wait to go back and edit. But following is the first few paragraphs of my "november novel", and I think that I promise to keep posting excerpts...alright I will, that'll keep me challenged and motivated too.
Meet my first character:
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November 1st, 2007 - Ingrid
I like people. Generally, I mean, I like young people a little less than I like most other people. But, just to keep it simple. I, generally, like people. Except for the nurse that wakes me up every morning. And I know what you’re thinking. You’re thinking, “well you probably don’t like her because she wakes you up every morning.” Well, you’d be wrong. I’m a morning person, I love waking up, so you see, it’s not the concept of waking up; it’s the way she goes about it. Oh and one other thing, she never technically wakes me up. I’m usually already awake, I just don’t have the lights on, and I’m not gabbing at anyone, and I’m not engrossed in some early morning talk show. So, to her, I’m not “awake.”
“Good morning Mrs. Stanley. How are we today?”
“I’m awake.”
“Oh no you’re not. The curtains are drawn and we certainly can’t hear the birds singing, not with the windows shut. Don’t you worry yourself about gettin’ up. You let Marcy take care of everythin’.”
So you see, not only do I have to allow her to open the curtains and the window, I have to endure her referring to me as the collective “we” and to herself as “Marcy”.
The “we” wouldn’t be so bad if she’d keep the damn window shut. I mean, I can’t be expected to physically get myself out of the bed, walk to the window, and then heave it shut on my own. I’m eighty-seven years old for god’s sake.
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Friday, November 2, 2007
what have i gotten myself into?
I've begun a challenge that I think I'm up for. I have joined the great NANOWRIMO aka The National Novel Writing Month Challenge. I'd love for you all to keep me going and bug me about whether or not I'm writing...every day...at least 1650 words. Yah. The challenge is to write 50,000 words beginning on November first and finishing on November 30th. Oh geez. Just writing this I'm getting anxiety.
Well. Wish me luck. What's life without a challenge? Boring. So here's to life, er, not living a boring life, or something like that.
Check up on me and see my progress at my site
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