Story ID 838263 at fanfiction.net (opens in new window) posted by: "nevamynd" whose ID is 144657 (profile: http://www.fanfiction.net/profile.php?userid=144657 )
after the intro, it's a basic copy and paste. she took out the name of the asylum for some reason and thus negated the next sentence. stupid bitch.
I did not need this today.
ALready reported it to the PPP. (in case you care.)
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:: Wednesday, June 26, 2002 ::
Oh my God.
I just got off of a fifteen minute phone call with an MCI representative from Pennsylvania.
This guy, who happens to be an electrical engineering student (or so he said, he also said he would be my friend...), tried his *damnedest* to get me to try MCI's calling plan. He was nice in a tenacious sort of way. So was I. And yet we were opposing sides using any means necessary to convince the other person that our side was right. It was a conversation of wills, too, because I *do not* want a long distance plan. It was probably the most interesting and fun conversations I've ever had with a stranger, and a telemarketer to boot.
I'll be in a good mood all day. ^_^
Nothing like some fun verbal sparring.
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:: Tuesday, June 25, 2002 ::
Oh, good grief. I think ff.net just puttered out again.
You know, I shouldn't be surprised.
Anyway. I was doing some surfing o' GW pages and read some opinions on characterization. That always makes me feel weird. I question my characterization of the boys (and girls, for that matter) after reading other people's opinions. Sometimes I'll read someone's rant against fanon characterizations, and I start thinking everything over, and then someone will rant about cliches, and I think about that. But I can't stay away from rants/opinions because they're so interesting. Whether or not I agree with what the person says is usually not an issue. I have Weird Ideas and opinions about most things.
For instance, I don't care one way or another about reading lemons. Unless I'm in a lemon-reading mood. (Which is Very rare.) If there's a lemon in a multi-part story, I tend to skip it and move on to the plot. Romance-only stories bore me. I just don't care. Fluff is nice, but it should be short or dappled with lots of humor. Angst is good, but only if the characters aren't being twits about it. I like plot. I don't mind cliches if they're done well. I'm starting to stay away from AUs, and I'm not sure why. I think it may be time. I could go on and be more specific, but I won't.
Currently I'm not reading GW fics. Well, okay, I *am* reading GW fics, but not too many. I'm going through a HP fic reading phase right now. Blame it on me buying the books. Before that it was WK, before that, YnM, PoH, YYH, Kenshin, Slayers, some TV/movie stuff, and a whole lot more that I just can't remember. It's nuts. I'm nuts. And I'll go back and go on a reading binge at a moment's notice. Wargh. But right now all I write is GW. I do have this smashingly interesting idea for a horror HP story...nah, we'll just have to see about that later.
Now. I must do EVIL Cal III.
[gurgle of desperation]
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:: Monday, June 24, 2002 ::
Okay. Well. The ficlet thing mentioned in the last blog is still undergoing its revisions. Just an FYI. Expect it next week. At the latest...
Porcelain 8 has been started. Yay. My "chapter objectives" are pretty clear cut (for once). All the loose ends from previous chapters are starting to be knotted up (as I'm sure lovely readers have noticed), meanwhile a bunch of new threads are starting to appear. In other words, its the beginning of the end! I'm thinking two or three more parts, then the climax of the story...not sure if the climax will be one or two parts yet. We'll see. It depends. Of course, the way things have been going length-wise for parts, we're talking at least 70 pages before the end of the story. Yay. Although I'm thinking the final parts will have to have the great big "Trust Your Spooks" disclaimer attached to it. Because you're going to have to. Er, trust me, that is. The climax of the story is what made me start writing the damn thing in the first place. ^_^ The "story image" if you want to call it that. I'm sure I've talked about my half-assed method of writing before, and that's it. Story image. I build everything else around it.
For Nightmare, it was a swinging hammer. Tee hee. And that's how I got into this whole GW fandom mess.
Oh! Just started a new "scary" horror thing. Don't know how long it will take me or if I'll even finish it, but I like it so far...no more details right now. Mwha. It's a bit different from my other horror stuff, just because of the basic premise, but I like it immensely. No more shall be said.
Off! To listen to the new Papa Roach CD. Lots of nice new music out lately. Korn, Papa Roach, Linkin Park in a month or so...eh...I'm forgetting people...Oh! Foo Fighters at the end of the summer...I think, anyway. I buy very few CDs, but these are either already bought or preordered. (I was most excited about Korn's new album, despite critics being...critical. What the hell do they know? I'm a Korn fan. I will be a Korn fan no matter what. The new album is great. Korn is developing their own unique and wonderfully rocking kick ass sound. However, my favorite album is still the first, self-titled one. What I want more than anything right now is a Queen of the Damned soundtrack with Jon's vocals instead of the guest vocals...as in, the *movie* version of the songs. However, this does not exist. ::pout:: ...And that's my music ramble)
Anyway. Away.
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:: Wednesday, June 19, 2002 ::
It never ceases to amaze me the weird shit that people type in google, get this blog as a result, and then come and expect to read. I guess they get here, blink, laugh, point at the screen, and hit the back button. Whatever. They're looking for weird shit.
Porcelain 7 is still being beta-ed.
I'm working on a little three part short piece in the meantime. I completely over use of one metaphor in it. Whee! I guess I'm hoping that by hitting some readers over the head with the two by four of obviousness, then they will understand the deeper meaning behind the story. It's a many leveled thing, at least, I think it is. I could be wrong. It's happened before.
Still working on a title. Or three titles. One big title, three little subtitles chalk full of double meanings. Can't let things be simple, no siree. Let's see, "Asylum" had an obvious double meaning, so did "The Cadence of Time" (welll....sorta...and notice the "THE," lovely people.), "No place to hide" was a song fic (yay! Korn!) so that was kind of cheating on the double meaning but then the whole damn fic was a fucked up metaphor (of doom!)...let's see..."Porcelain" has definite double meanings (you'll see, I'll hit you over the head with it later). Oh, hell, even "Nightmare" (my fic GW fic ever) meant more than one thing as a title. Therefore, I must keep to my modus operandi and come up with a good title and subtitles.
Oh hell. My laundry just finished.
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:: Sunday, June 16, 2002 ::
Okay, update on porcelain 7: it's done, it's being beta-ed. Yay. It's quite the rollercoaster ride. Let's see...in 18 pages we have angst, sap, creep, character development, major plot advancement, furthering of The Underlying Theme, and...uh...seeds for later parts. No more on that.
Hey! The Cadence of Time won Best Overall in the Little Piece of Gundam Wing contest. I'm excited. Links and award banner/picture will go up when Porcelain 7 goes up...in a day or two. (when full editing is complete) I was shocked. I still am. Damn. Okay, moving along...
I feel really badly for taking so long on this part, but damn...I've had Distractions. Notice the capital "d." I found out something about my health (nothing life threatening, I may go into it later), I'm in a fucking hard math class, and then there's that perpetual *other stuff* that always manages to sneak up on you. Like having someone knock the side mirror off of your car in the parking lot and not leaving a note for you. Or having one of your friends call you up and tell you that her hamster died, thus prompting a burial ceremony at 11 pm. Or...hell. I don't know. Shit happens.
Ack! I'm whining! I need to stop.
I'm going to write another scary GW story soon. I need to do some research first. Mwha.
::flits away::
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:: Tuesday, June 11, 2002 ::
Whee! Okay. Just a dash of info. The beginning of Porcelain 7 starts of with an insidiously wonderful bang. It actually creeped ME out.
Just thought you'd like to know.
(yes, I've written more than the beginning of porcelain 7, I just happened to perfect the first page, and am very very very pleased with the results and wanted to share. this next part is about...oh, half done...and I expect to finish within the next two days...unless something drastic happens...then there's the editing/beta process...)
Phish-ah!
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:: Wednesday, June 05, 2002 ::
Well. Interim summer class is over. Now summer session one has started. Hurrah for Cal III. I think my teacher is insane.
No.
Really.
The first thing he said to us was: "I don't believe in taking notes. We will talk about our math so that you will understand it, and we will not have to slave over our notebooks. And I won't give you homework. You will be responsible for knowing everything. Your memory will be perfect." Then he said something incomprehensible. Or maybe it was in German. He says stuff in German sometimes.
::thump::
((that was me, falling over))
Well. Needless to say, I'm going to be doing every fucking problem in the chapters we're covering. Twice. I understand what's going on. He's a *great* teacher, makes his points and all that. I like math. I understand calculus. I do. But I *need* notes. I may take notes out of the book just for the hell of it.
