Ignoring for a moment that it’s an Internet quiz and therefore should be taken with a grain of salt, should I wonder if this is a sign of a fluctuating writing style? Meh, I’ll chalk it up to Internet quiz and be amused that my trippiest chapter (the prologue) comes up as Stephen King.
Then, just cause I was curious, I analyzed the 2nd chapter of the 2nd book, which has a sex scene in it, and to my amusement, here’s the result:
I have to wonder what Jane Austen would say if she traveled to the modern era only to find she’s been nearly deified as an author of wild talents; her book Pride & Prejudice adapted multiple times for the screen (as well as many others); a movie about her life taken from letters and conjecture; books by subsequent authors creating sequels to her worlds (some good, some involving Mr. Darcy turning into a vampire *gag*); finding that Elizabeth Bennet has been turned into a zombie hunter; realizing that her [supposed] hair is being auctioned off…
And perhaps most overwhelming: that her characters, Elizabeth Bennet and Mr. Darcy have become the example of the perfect couple for hundreds, if not thousands, of women and probably quite a few men.
What would that be like? Especially for someone who had to struggle to even get her name on her own work without people disbelieving that she wrote it. Probably better we’ll never find out, she may just keel over from the shock of it. But I’d like to think she’d say something incredibly witty and go off to take a vacation in Bath.
Yeah, I’ve been busy. I got a new job, which starts in a month and a few days, so I’m preparing myself for that. I’m also feverishly, fiendishly, desperately trying to meet my deadline for edits with The Blood Queen. I’m sending it to my beta readers (my lovely critique group, as well as some other wonderful volunteer individuals) by July 9th, but that means I’ve got a horrific 35-pages-a-day editing schedule (40 is even better). (Okay, I know some people out there are probably going, “What? 35 pages a day? Does someone want the whaaa-mbulence?” To these people I say…”Want to edit my book for free?” )
Anyway, that is my life in one glorious nutshell. I haven’t done anything really interesting. And besides a terrifying nightmare I had last night that involved a baby doll that came to life and crawled over my face while cooing “Ma-ma, ma-ma” in a creepy little kid’s voice, I have nothing much to report. Hopefully that’ll change in the next few days as my editing starts reaching the hilt. Who knows? Maybe I’ll go crazy and make a blog post where I say “I am a fish” over and over again, or maybe “I am the lizard queen!” Although I think if I’m going to go insane, it’ll probably be around mid-August when the new job “honeymoon period” should wear off.
ANYWAY, since there’s not much to say…have a music video!
I really like this song. And I think I like the music video too. There’s a frenzied feeling to it that I think illustrates what I’m feeling a lot of the time.
I think I found this through Inkygirl. But, hey, if his mission was to interest someone in his book via an amusing, anecdotal music video…mission accomplished.
I don’t even know where the last week went. I can’t believe it’s Friday already. I’m desperately trying to finish the next two chapters of Tayce since I won’t have time this weekend, but it’s slow going, mostly because I had a horrible night’s sleep and my brain feels mushy inside my skull. Though, lately, I’ve been having really vivid, strange dreams. I’ve found that my creativity coincides with the time I have vivid dreams at night; it’s like my brain doesn’t shut off when I close my eyes, it wants to keep writing. Mom would say my brain is just going through “a bit of spring cleaning.” I actually like dreaming, some of the stuff my brain comes up with leaves me flabbergasted in the morning, wondering where the heck that came from (and no, I don’t usually have sexy dreams, unfortunately(?), usually it’s just really weird stuff like flying carpets and camping trips in the middle of my university and mysterious escalators and Green Men).
Anyhow, last week I’ve been listening to Faunts a lot, a band that John and I found through the Mass Effect video game. The ending credits song is “M4 Part II” by Faunts, and we loved the song so much we got the soundtrack. I then found the music video online and I got to say it’s pretty awesome. Kind of sad and full of crustacean blood, but still pretty awesome.
John and I now refer to the crab as “Flag Crab,” and we’ve decided we don’t care what the music video implies, Flag Crab is only sleeping at the end.
A Flickr user set up a challenge: design a cover for Lolita. The result? 164 covers for a story all about pedophiliac love. Or, you know, whatever theme you want to argue.
Some of the covers are disturbing, some downright artistic, and some look like they were slapped together in five minutes using Adobe Photoshop and stock imagery. However, it is interesting to see what people think of when they think Lolita. I tried to pick a favorite and couldn’t, although this one might win for sheer “Eeew” factor.
Wynderlon.com is the website and blog of Himani, an aspiring author. Here, she chronicles the random insanity of life as she stumbles and navigates her way (hopefully) towards publication.
(Okay, I know some people out there are probably going, “What? 35 pages a day? Does someone want the whaaa-mbulence?” To these people I say…”Want to edit my book for free?” 
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I’m desperately trying to finish the next two chapters of Tayce since I won’t have time this weekend, but it’s slow going, mostly because I had a horrible night’s sleep and my brain feels mushy inside my skull. Though, lately, I’ve been having really vivid, strange dreams. I’ve found that my creativity coincides with the time I have vivid dreams at night; it’s like my brain doesn’t shut off when I close my eyes, it wants to keep writing. Mom would say my brain is just going through “a bit of spring cleaning.” I actually like dreaming, some of the stuff my brain comes up with leaves me flabbergasted in the morning, wondering where the heck that came from (and no, I don’t usually have sexy dreams, unfortunately(?), usually it’s just really weird stuff like flying carpets and camping trips in the middle of my university and mysterious escalators and 
