April is rolling around the corner, and although this is the second year I've known about it, I'm still not sure if I should do it. (I found out about it from HPFF, and then I might've found a link to NaNoWriMo from there, or from HPFF again).
Is scriptwriting as fun as novel? Does it mess up your writing switching between the two? Should I just follow along with a book? Are there any specific plots you would want to have in a script compared to novel? I'm not sure about it... I already wrote a script, and know the format, and have a scriptwriting program... but it still wasn't the greatest fun.
Anyone have any advice?
Also, on another note, I haven't wrote much in... well, forever. VERY bad bits and pieces about random different things.... I never knew you could miss a story this much. It's heartbreaking, with nothing to do in my spare time. When people ask me what I do in my spare time, instead of saying my usual writing a novel... well, I'm left speechless. It's tragic.
I think I'm just.. intelliectually blocked at the moment. :S
- Sarah
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Book Covers!

As for the whole writing bit, I've been stuck doing homework - or trying to cuz I have complete writer's block on everything I'm supposed to do. I have a write a sports article - VERY hard if you don't read sports articles or even watch the games - and a speech on why cats are better than dogs (that one's pretty easy, but I just can't seem to figure it out). I'm stuck with doing my non-computer/Word related stuff, like painting, but I can't get off my computer.
So glad it's a long weekend. I'm actually going to work today. Ugh.

Well, off to try to do something productive...
Sarah
P.S. here's the link for the poster thing: http://bighugelabs.com/flickr/poster.php
Friday, February 13, 2009
Tyvven
- - - NEW STORY! - - -
I'm so happy! I finally thought of a new story, and one that I can keep! I can't believe I've never thought of it - the idea's been in my head for ages. But it never really surfaced. Well, now it has. Here's the zero-times-edited, subject-to-change beginning.
Tyvven
It was a cold, crisp, clear day. The whole world looked like a perfect autumn picture, leaves lining the ground in almost every fall colour, a crisp wind stirring through the partially bare and looming trees. At the moment, it didn’t look at all scary. Now, when I think of it, I’m terrified. Maybe that’s because of what happened just after, or just something I missed. I was preoccupied, trying to capture my escaped cat as I struggled to understand what had happened on the math test I’d had previously. Now, things like math tests seem trivial.
Very, very trivial. Back then, I was so different. A grade below B and I’d cry my heart out. The faintest wisp of gossip, and I was drawn to the source like a fly to honey. Now, I know worse, and because of that, I’ve been changed forever.
But back in the forest on that perfect, autumn day, I’d just spied my cat hiding in a prickly bush of thorns. Now, I thought, was the time to get out those cat treats. I brought them out of my pocket and shook the tin, opening it and setting a few of the smelly fish-and-beef biscuits on my hand.
“Bailey… come her Bailey… want some treats?” I asked her, “Well you gotta come here.” I knew my cat couldn’t understand a single word I said - except maybe ‘treats’, but nonetheless, she came bounding towards me. I reached out to grab her, just half a meter away from me.
As soon as my hands touched her soft furry coat, a harsh, metallic clang filled my head, and I screamed as I realized the cold, leaf-covered ground was fading away, I, falling right through it.
Please say your opinion! :D thanks.
Sarah
I'm so happy! I finally thought of a new story, and one that I can keep! I can't believe I've never thought of it - the idea's been in my head for ages. But it never really surfaced. Well, now it has. Here's the zero-times-edited, subject-to-change beginning.
Tyvven
It was a cold, crisp, clear day. The whole world looked like a perfect autumn picture, leaves lining the ground in almost every fall colour, a crisp wind stirring through the partially bare and looming trees. At the moment, it didn’t look at all scary. Now, when I think of it, I’m terrified. Maybe that’s because of what happened just after, or just something I missed. I was preoccupied, trying to capture my escaped cat as I struggled to understand what had happened on the math test I’d had previously. Now, things like math tests seem trivial.
Very, very trivial. Back then, I was so different. A grade below B and I’d cry my heart out. The faintest wisp of gossip, and I was drawn to the source like a fly to honey. Now, I know worse, and because of that, I’ve been changed forever.
But back in the forest on that perfect, autumn day, I’d just spied my cat hiding in a prickly bush of thorns. Now, I thought, was the time to get out those cat treats. I brought them out of my pocket and shook the tin, opening it and setting a few of the smelly fish-and-beef biscuits on my hand.
“Bailey… come her Bailey… want some treats?” I asked her, “Well you gotta come here.” I knew my cat couldn’t understand a single word I said - except maybe ‘treats’, but nonetheless, she came bounding towards me. I reached out to grab her, just half a meter away from me.
As soon as my hands touched her soft furry coat, a harsh, metallic clang filled my head, and I screamed as I realized the cold, leaf-covered ground was fading away, I, falling right through it.
Please say your opinion! :D thanks.
Sarah
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