Thursday, August 25, 2011


My school tries to force a silent reading time onto us because most teens don't like reading. Le Gaspe! (No hating, please. I don't take French.) I know right? How can someone not enjoy reading? It sounds impossible. Moving most kids don't like silent reading time. They'd rather gossip about who knows what and giggle like their brains were replaced with marshmallows. (Oh great, I sound antisocial and bitter now. Not that I am...*guilty face*) I have this evil teacher who loves dumping loads of homework onto unsuspecting teens on the first day of school. Two actually. Wait, no, three. Ok, so I have three evil teachers who enjoy giving teens homework while we're in a hazy "wtf am I doing here?" kind of mindset. Then again, that's me all year. But one of these three demonic teachers holds class during silent reading time. Guess what? She doesn't let us do silent reading. Apparently "imagination fluff and creativity has no room in a science lab". Hello? Most of the scientific breakthroughs needed imagination and creativity. And girls like me need a little silent reading at school to prevent mental breakdowns. Are you retarded? I know I am. My teacher kind of reminds me of the darling little lady below. Except she's a million times older with pure white hair.

I can't stand another day of school. :( Tomorrow's Friday! I have a test in math. The good outweighs the bad?
Yeah right.

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Camp Nanowrimo Progress

To be honest with y'all, (not Southern, I just like saying y'all) I'm a procrastinator. I can't do anything without a deadline and solid reason. Most of the time, I wind up doing school projects the day before it's due. So naturally, I don't get straight A's. If I do everything half assed, then I shouldn't expect full results. And I don't. (Total lie) Ok, school analogies aside, it totally effects my writing. How? Well, um...everything? I'm trying to do Camp Nanowrimo for August and I was on a roll. I was on a roll until three days ago, that is. Three days ago, my mental drive crashed. (Whoohoohoo, who said anything about being sane? No? You didn't think anything about sanity until now? Oh...) Now I'm in a writing slump. I hate my story. I hate the beginning, the middle, and the future end. I hate my characters. I just hate everything about it. Sooooo...I'm not sure if I can continue. I convinced a friend of mine to join on the mighty fine writing adventure but I want out. *tightens noose* Everyone (meaning three people, two of which I don't actually know) says I should stick it out until the end. But here's the problem...

I. Don't. Wanna.

(cue tantrum)

I'm trying to coax myself into writing again and I don't want to spend the 31st of August crying my eyes out and pounding random words (mainly curse words) into my word doc while thinking "Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit. I should've gotten more done before the deadline's only a few hours away". Um...sound familiar, anyone? *coughmecough* Yeah, that's how I feel before a project's due. It doesn't help that my brother takes 30 minutes to do the same project and gets a better grade than me. (Sorry, I got distracted again) Well, I hate that panic.

Deep breath, Julie.

So there you go, baby steps. Today I managed three moderately sized paragraphs and tomorrow I'm aiming for two pages. It's not a lot but it's better than nothing. (Plus, I kind of want to know what it's like to crazy type a few minutes away from the end. Will it be like a writing high if I make it?)

Ohmygod, how the hell am I supposed to keep my characters consistent if I can't even be consistent in what I want? *screams*

Wednesday, August 17, 2011


This has nothing to do with WriteOnCon, but I've wasted a lot of my summer reading fashion magazines or browsing online store catalogues. I'm chunky. I really hope that I'm not fat but 92 lbs is a lot. Looking at picture after picture of gorgeous models doesn't help my self esteem very much. *mutters* I better start a new skincare routine, learn how to use makeup, and loose ten pounds. But that wasn't the point of this post. I just threw that in to add a little "fluff" to this post so it'll look longer. ;D Really, though. I've gotta loose weight...

WriteOnCon is amazing. I've spent the last two days glued to my computer (see the problem?) just watching/reading the articles on this site. There's one day left! After August 18th, it's done for this year. It's geared towards writers that have MC's 18-years-old or less but there are a lot of general ideas that can be applied to any genre of writing. Kiersten White and Lauren Oliver have vlogs/articles with advice, so get your lazy ass over there! Write On Con covers the stages from the first sentence to publication! It's an online writers' conference and it's absolutely free~ What are you waiting for? Oh, the link? Well here it is!

Now what are you still doing here? :/ Shoo! Scram!

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

First Drafts

I've spent a lot of my summer reading stories on inkpop. Some of the stories (coughanythingbyyuffieproductions) look like they belong on bookshelves. Hell, I spent a good ten minutes comparing her stories to some of the books on my shelves. Her's were better than a good deal of 'em. But reading inkpop is disheartening to a writing n00b like me. So many of the stories are in their first draft stage and they defy the only rule of first drafting. (Ok, one of the many rules) What is that rule? You may ask. (No, not really. Thinking the question's fine. If you actually asked your computer that aloud, you may want to consider seeing a therapist) Well, the rule I was talking about is the rule that "First Drafts Must Suck". In Bird by Bird by Anne Lamott it's something more like "First drafts have permission to suck" (not the exact words) but in my case, it's just "First Drafts Must Suck". Actually, it's more like "All my writing must suck" but you get my point. (No, actually you don't. There's too much rambling and not enough getting to the point)

Ok, that's a way cuter verson of my face when I read a good first draft. Just image less fur, smaller ears that are on the side of my head, 90 more lbs, and a piggie face.

Hmmm...I think I may have strayed a little too much off topic because I don't remember what the point to this post was. Something about first drafts, obviously because of the title...Uh, oh yeah. I have to keep reminding myself that first drafts can suck. Even though the first drafts on inkpop don't, mine can. It's the only that keeps me from chucking my laptop at the wall and screaming. It's hard, but afterwards I can go back and (try to) fix everything. I need to make a poster that says "The point of a first draft is to get your shit on the paper" and hang it in my room. Forget the fact that my mom hates when I cuss and that there's a high chance that she'd tear it down and burn it. (Shit on paper. Better start smearing poop around like a monkey...)

Well, I should get back to drafting but I can't stand the sight of my own writing. So I'll just hide in the corner and grow mushrooms because school starts in a week. (Ouran high school host club referance, anyone?)

**Therapist - Has anyone else noticed that "therapist" is "the rapist" minus the space? Hmmmm...

Monday, August 15, 2011


Well, hi there. I’m Julie. I’m no stranger to the blogosphere, but I used to own this super secret blog. (No, I will not give you the url) If you read my short “About Me” section, then you’ll know that I want to be an author. If you were lazy and decided not to read it, now you know!

I know I have a long way to go before being a published author but I’m not one of those “I’ll write a book one day” kind of people. “One day” may as well be equivalent to “never” because that kind of thinking gets you nowhere. I’m young but I’m using today to write and learn more about literature. (I’m lying when I say “learn more about literature” Most of the literature I read is YA. I have an unhealthy addiction to YA novels. Hellooo? Hot guys and paranormal creatures. What’s not to like? ;D)

I have a list of my imaginary (meaning fictional) boyfriends, but I’m afraid to post it up here because of all those rabid fangirls. Including me, of course. I’m a very rabid fangirl and will spend hours arguing with my friends over who gets who. I always end up with the coolest one(s). It’s only because they’ll go “Meh, they don’t exist. Who cares?” Well I care. I happen to care A LOT.

As you can see, I have a…love for using parenthesis. Don’t mind me too much. Just think of me as one of those crazies with a million personalities. There, that should fix it. No? Well, I suppose I’ll have to lighten up a little on my parenthesis. –sob-

I’d love to learn more about writing (I sound like an idiot. Dur dur durrr) so if you have any advice for a novice, drop me a line, ‘kay? ;D

Well here goes! My writing journey feels official now that I have this savvy blog. (You like? I know. I’m so good with technology.)