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Nov. 9th, 2011 05:53 pm
zenelly: (Chad - This Beat)
AS ALWAYS, MORE POETRY BECAUSE I'M A DERP.

I like to rhyme because I can )

tadaaaa
zenelly: (Star Trek - Not Alone)
Today's Word Count: 1935

Total Word Count: 7014

Title: Symphony of Metal and Trees
Summary: I'll let you know about that when I figure it out.
Things You Should Probably Know: Calais' name isn't pronounced like the French city of Calais (pronounced Cal-ay, as per French rules of dropping half the vowels and making up everything else). It is pronounced "Kah-LAY-is", and Syres is "SEAR-ez", in case you need to know.

Picks up directly after the last post.

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Chapter 1c

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The sun rises furthur over the depression and light fully hits the windows, spreading colors across the crowd like a kalaideoscope, bright and whirling and beautiful, and this is why Calais comes to the sunrise ceremonies.  )

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oh god i feel like such a bad mom. Calais is my BABY and look at what I'm putting him through.

That said, this is probably going to undergo A LOT of editing come December. I need to pace all of this better than it is here. BUT THERE IS NO TIME FOR EDITING IN NOVEMBER.
zenelly: (TWEWY - Pi)
Excerpt schmecerpt, OBVIOUSLY YOU JUST WANT TO READ EVERYTHING.

Today's Word Count: 1745

Total Word Count: 5079

Title: Symphony of Metal and Trees
Summary: I'll let you know about that when I figure it out.
Things You Should Probably Know: Calais' name isn't pronounced like the French city of Calais (pronounced Cal-ay, as per French rules of dropping half the vowels and making up everything else). It is pronounced "Kah-LAY-is", and Syres is "SEAR-ez", in case you need to know. The city Filatsehren is "FEE-lat-SER-in". And no, I haven't spent too long on this, what are you talking about.


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Chapter 1b

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Both of his arms are etched with the lines, red and stark like new wounds. But wounds aren't typically as carefully formed and smooth as these marks. There is a pattern to be seen somewhere in there. )

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zenelly: (Default)
(And again, I really mean: THE SHIT I WROTE TODAY)

Today's Word Count: 1515

Total Word Count: 3334

Right at the edge of the goal of the day.

Title: Symphony of Metal and Trees
Summary: I'll let you know about that when I figure it out.
Things You Should Probably Know: Calais' name isn't pronounced like the French city of Calais (pronounced Cal-ay, as per French rules of dropping half the vowels and making up everything else). It is pronounced "Kah-LAY-is", and Syres is "SEAR-ez", in case you need to know. The city Filatsehren is "FEE-lat-SER-in". And no, I haven't spent too long on this, what are you talking about.

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Chapter 1a (for now. I can rearrange it as much as I like later)

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Calais keeps his head down and body tightly curled. He doesn't want to get in trouble for being in the temple after dark. )

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I don't know if that will actually start the story proper, or if that'll just be somewhere in there. I'll figure it out later.
zenelly: (All of these feelings)
(Haah, I say excerpt and what I really mean is EVERYTHING I WROTE TODAY)

Today's Word Count: 1819

Total Word Count: ...1819, nurr, first day o' NaNo!

Title: Symphony of Metal and Trees
Summary: Don't have one yet, oh my god, I'm so bad at this

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Prologue

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He's a boy, barely has any muscle to 'im, yet he can fight and hold his own with the best of 'em when he doesn't eat and sleep? Smells like magic to me )

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Haaaah...

Um. Yeah.

So. Prologue.

taadaaaaaa

I think it'll get more interesting from here on out?
zenelly: (Ken - Stressing)
HOW IS IT THAT THE ONE DAY I NEED TO WRITE FIC IS THE ONE DAY THIS WEEK WHERE I'M COMPLETELY OUT OF OFFICE BECAUSE I'M RUNNING AROUND DOING THINGS?????

No, I'm completely serious. It is Zemyx day, and I WILL HAVE FIC, DAMN IT, but the only time I've had to write/plan any of it has been ten minutes of furious texting between me and my Captain at lunch and the five minutes it took me to write that texting in a word document in all caps.

That being sai, I have the WORLD'S MOST FANTASTIC idea for a fic. SO. I am off to write that in the ... hour and fifteen minutes I have left at work. We'll see how far we get.
zenelly: (Mello - Export)
Alright, it's been my bad for being so out of pocket recently. School work has been absolute hell. (Seriously, I mean, I have six classes on my schedule, two of which are labs. Next week, I have four finals. In the upcoming week and last week, I will have had four tests and five projects due. Including studying for finals. Fuck my college, for real. It is a sad day when I'm excited for my internship.)

But! ON TOP OF ALL OF THAT STRESS!!

My mom.

Ahahah, my mom.

Is coming up to college.

To stay with me.

DURING FINALS WEEK.

TO CLEAN MY GOD-AWFUL MESSY APARTMENT AND SUBTLY CRITICIZE ME FOR NOT DOING IT MYSELF.

Because I need more stress during finals.

So, look, guys, I haven't even written a word of the April one-shot. Unfortunately, at this point, I don't even want to try. And the worst part? I have all of these words thrumming inside me and I want to share them, but I can't. I can't even begin to try. Because if I do, they stop at my fingertips and retreat further inside my marrow where they can't see dayshine.

The point of all of this is to inform you that will write the Gypsy!Demyx oneshot. I swear to you, I will. But it will come out in May, not April. Because I just... I can't, okay? I feel terrible, but I can't. I've tried.

But better news? I did finish TTB chapter 3, you'll notice. I know that not much has happened yet, but I promise that it will? It's not much, I know, and I'm sorry.

AUGH, ALRIGHT, sorry for the whining! I'm off to study and frantically clean and hide the things I don't want my mom to see, since she thinks I am the little pure baby and she could not be more wrong!
zenelly: (HTTYD - Evil Idea)
TERRIBLE THINGS COME WHEN I TALK TO MY FRIENDS.

So, I have a project due in my Properties And Structures of Materials class. And the project is about designing a coat hanger.

My friend [livejournal.com profile] reakain is making one out of Titanium.

I'm going to make one out of Nitinol (or memory metal. If you deform it, it reforms to a preset shape when you heat it up.)

....

So we had a conversation about the viability to use the coat-hangers as abortion tools. (Verdict: hers can't bend, and mine could just be bent out of shape, used, then heated back into shape.)

WE ARE TERRIBLE (amazing) PEOPLE.

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