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[Oct. 6th, 2009|06:28 pm] |
Why must my prose suck? There is all this stuff I want to write, right there in my head, a ready-made movie, and it's awesome! But whenever I try to put it into words, I fail miserably. Writing an outline? Fine, no problem, scene-by-scene, if you want. The pacing probably isn't perfect, but I get my point across and am fairly sure it's an interesting story, too. But as soon as I try actual prose? It's horrible! Clumsy and stilted in some places, overly colloquial in others. (And no, writing in German doesn't work any better. Rather the opposite, because written German is nearly always stilted.) I have no idea what to do about this. Fanfic, at least for book-based fandoms, is a little easier, because the canon author's style is usually distinctive enough to pastiche (and boy, am I ever prone to that even when I don't do it on purpose!), and in movies, you usually at least get a vague idea of the characters voices, but in original fic, it's horrible. I wish I knew what to do about it. |
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[Jan. 18th, 2009|10:41 pm] |
SV: *goes upstairs to get bottle of water* "'Night!"
SV's mom: *out of the blue* "Do you know what to do about your health insurance yet?"
SV: "Well, yeah, of course! I told you I'm staying with the company we're with right now. We've been insured there since I was little, they're cheap, and I've never had trouble with them. I'll tell them my new address and that'll be it."
Mom: "Erm... no. You can't stay there. Otherwise they'll know you studied the last few years and we'll have to belatedly pay a ton of money 'cos I never told them that. Ha-ha."
WTF? No seriously, WHAT THE FUCK, MOM? I'm now in shit because of one of your fuck-ups again? Because you were too dumb to read the small print and only realised ten years later? Or did you just not care before, as long as it was your advantage? Oh, well, let's just assume you were dumb rather than malevolent there; even so: Gee, thanks, like I needed that on top of all the other bureaucratic crap this moving thing is hurling at me!
And what in hell made you think ten thirty in the middle of the fucking night was a good time to break me the news that I'll be standing in the rain without health insurance from next month on? I can't deal with that sort of shit at this hour! Fuck.
Question to my German f-listers at this point:
Help? Does anyone of you know an independent website or somesuch that compares different health insurance companies (and possibly one for Haftpflicht ones, while we're at it?) by prices and services? And I've heard that there are new laws about insurance stuff in action from this month on as well; any sites that tell me what these changes are about? I thought they were just raising percentages, but apparently there's more shit going on I have had no clue about... (And didn't think I'd need to know, to be honest -- damn, was I stupid!) Any advice deeply welcome!
Did I say FUCK yet? |
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[Nov. 9th, 2008|09:23 pm] |
3709 words. It just doesn't feel like progress.*
Next flat-viewing early tomorrow morning. Wish me luck?
* Though it's probably more than I've written in the entirety of the last half year. (Not counting the outline, which is epic by itself.) |
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| Five hours to NaNo... *whimpers* |
[Oct. 31st, 2008|07:00 pm] |
Spent most of today with horse-friend, repairing the paddock and shelter for the winter and getting rid of insane amounts of manure. And staring at said friend's cleavage. Seriously, that girl wears tight, low-cut pullovers for everything. And she's really fucking pretty. *torn between appreciation and serious hormonally-induced discomfort*
Autumn has really announced its presence over the last week, with storms, mist, drizzle and pretty colours. As you can guess, yours truly is enjoying herself immensely. (And why can't challenges like NaNo and Yuletide be in summer when I'm not constantly tempted to go for hour-long walks?)
And today is Halloween again... I've come to love that holiday: there are few things as cheering as a free excuse to bitch at kids begging futilely for candy at your door. ^_^
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As to NaNo:
OMG, five hours!!! Eeep! (I won't start writing on midnight, though; my brain isn't functional at that time of night. I plan to get up early and make good progress tomorrow, though.)
I'm even almost done with the outline of the part of the novel I planned to write! Sadly, I realised that the currently outlined scenes probably won't be remotely enough to fill the 50,000 words. The plot is already quite epic (covers about half a year so far), but I have a lot of fast-forwards, cuts, passing mentions of events, etc, in there. Which is good for my pacing, but bad for my word count.
Oh, and I've changed the working title to (The) Crow Days (any opinions on that pesky article?), in case anyone was wondering. It's still "kb" in the LJ tags, though, and probably will remain this way, because I'm sappy and nostalgic about stuff where people least expect it. Or maybe I mean lazy - editing tags is a bitch. *ggg*
And the surroundings? Are we all set?
Tea, milk, honey? *check*
Chocolate? *double check*
Fluffy blanket? *check*
Yepp, we're ready to go!
So, to all my fellow NaNo'ers: we'll make it!!! Or at least fail really spectacularly.
The only thing I still lack is a fitting theme song. Adult, WP-era Tarik has Metallica's "Wherever I May Roam", which fits just beautifully, but I'm thinking her younger self needs something a little different. Less resigned, more rebellious. With a touch strong side of disappointed idealism and shattered dreams. Swords and gore a plus.
Suggestions? ":-D |
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chipper