My handwriting stinks.
No, I mean that. I used to have nice handwriting, but because these days we type everything, instead of handwriting it… my penmanship has suffered severely.
I thought a nice pen would help. It did, to some extent. Not enough, though.
Time to learn how to write again.
I keep a journal – sporadically. I should do it more, but you know how it goes. Good intentions and all that.

I’ve made up my mind. Yeah, emails are nice and fast, but the real joy comes from receiving a handwritten letter in the mail. Right? Who doesn’t like to get a letter? I’m not talking about a postcard, but a letter. In an envelope. On nice paper.
How about your handwriting? Has it suffered since you left school? Any good tips on how to improve it?
Also, if anyone out there would like to exchange some letters, I’m up for it.
Boy, am I ever! It would make a change from getting bills in the mail!
So if you want to do the penpal thing, drop a note on the blog and I’ll contact you. J By email, first. Don’t put your address here! LOL
(And that image up there is not my handwriting!)

Tags: handwriting, letters, Penmanship

Oh God I am SO slack!

Title: Cursed Legacy – Sorol
Words Written: 2126
Words Total: 7962 (68018)
Chapters: 27
Hero Mood: Mellow
Hero Condition: Hurting
Heroine Mood: Worried
Heroine Condition: Weak, but not getting weaker
Story Snippet:
    "I didn’t know what to believe anymore." The narrow eyed look told him Nathan hadn’t forgiven him for that tape yet. "She doesn’t know, does she?"
    "I don’t know what?" Mason piped up.
    "That first night… I taped you." Sorol ground out. He didn’t want her to find out from Nathan. "I sent the tape to Nathan, thinking you’re Dixie."
    She looked up at him in shock. "You did what?"
    "I’m not proud of it, trust me." God no, he hated himself for it.
    Mason sucked in a sharp breath, glanced at Nathan, then back at him. There was a distinct rosy tint to her cheeks. "He saw me naked?" Mason hissed, her eyes accusing him.
    Yeah, he had. Sorol didn’t even want to think about who else might have seen that tape. "You know, on second thought, bring Cáel and Acwellan back to beat me some more."

Tags: 20K Challenge, Snippet, Sorol, WIP

The Bugatti Veyron is the fastest production car in the world.

Faster than an F1 Racecar.

253 mp/h.
That’s 407 km/h
Hellish. Seriously hellish.

Damn it’s sexy!

(It’s also the world’s most expensive car £850,000 — and I didn’t get any zeroes into the wrong place. It really is over 3/4 million pounds.)

Tags: Bugatti, Veyron

http://www.fantasist.net/timeline.shtml

http://www.sfwa.org/writing/worldbuilding1.htm

Just two for now, will add more.

Tags: Worldbuilding

I was messing around on the web again (as you do) and I found the ULTIMATE geek icecube tray!

A Tetris Ice Cube maker. How cool is that?

I so want one. I do!

I catch myself reading my own blog.
I think everyone should do that occasionally. Read their own entries, I mean. Not mine. Although, feel free to read mine, of course!
Anyway, I’ve moved blogs about three times in the past, but now I’ve settled. (I think!) I like the title, because it’s nice and generic. I like the layout, and I like being able to post to it when I feel like it. No matter what I blog, at the time it has meaning to me. Maybe not to anyone else, but it does for me.
Originally I figured I’ll keep it down to writing, and nothing but. Then things started to creep in. As they do.
(Yes, I still love my pen!)
I don’t post much about me, personally. I’m a bit paranoid about that. Okay. I’m a lot paranoid about that.
Besides, I’m really not that interesting. In fact, I think I’m a pretty boring person. I work, I go home, I write. Or render. (You’ve been to my gallery, right? No? Why the hell not! It’s linked on the side!)
And when I don’t render or write – I play MMORPG’s (Massively Multiplayer Online Roleplaying Games). Yeah, more than one. I used to play Everquest and deep down I’m still terribly attached to my characters there. I also used to play Horizons, but it doesn’t work too well on Vista… so I’m going to let the subscription lapse I think. *mourns her dragon* And I started to play some World of Warcraft. When it was first released I hated it. Then they released an expansion and now I love my Bloodelves. What can I say… it’s a case of never say never.

That’s about enough you get to know about me for now.
Well. Maybe one more thing: I eat apples completely. Pips, core and all. If you give me an apple, the only thing left when I’m done will be the stalk.
Yeah.
I told you.
I’m weird.

Tags: Me myself and I

If your nose runs, and your feet smell…

…you’re built upside down!

Tags: Quote

I like photography.

Since I will forget what I want to do, I will add it here, in the hopes I can remember I did this list!

England

Highgate Cemetery East – Thornton’s Grave (Piano) (Sadly the lid is missing now, apparently)
Highgate Cemetery West – Sleeping Angel, Liontamer grave and various others.
Highgate – Holly Village (Swains Lane)
(Holly Village, as this eclectic collection of nine cottages is known, was built in 1865 under the auspices of Angela Burdett-Coutts to provide homes for her retired servants.)

Spain

Parque Güell, or Guell Park, by Antoni Gaudi, 1900 to 1914, Barcelona
Casa Batlló, Barcelona

I will probably add more at a later date.

Tags: Photography, Places to visit

Here we go again… but I might add more before the day is out.

Title: Cursed Legacy – Sorol
Words Written: 1756
Words Total: 5836 (65892)
Chapters: 27
Hero Mood: Very bloody annoyed
Hero Condition: Still battered and bruised
Heroine Mood: Puzzled
Heroine Condition: Weak, but not getting weaker
Story Snippet:
    "Since when can we command hellhounds?" Sorol spat. "They only listen to demons, and I’m not one, much as you treat me like one."
    Nathan and Raguel exchanged a confused look. "I take it you deny killing Vezien, too?"
    He’d kill that bastard, if he got his hands on him, for sure. After the pain he’d inflicted, he didn’t deserve better. Sorol lifted his eyes to Raguel, certain he’d read deadly intent in them. He couldn’t help it. "I didn’t kill him, but if you don’t keep him away from me, I’ll rip out his spleen and wear it as a necklace."
    Mason gasped at his vicious reply. "Is that who tortured you?"
    "One of them," Sorol muttered. "It was a combined effort."
    Raguel shot him a warning look. "Stay away from them."
    "Oh, it’s all right for them to rip me apart, but when I want a little revenge, I’m evil again?" God, that just figured. "God dammit, Raguel! Look at me! Where is the justice in this? I can’t even lift my arms, let alone walk away!"

Tags: 20K Challenge, Snippet, Sorol, WIP

Yeah yeah… I know… another challenge.
I took a break the first two days though.

But hey, I need another 20k or so on Sorol and it’s done and can percolate then.
Besides, this keeps me going, so I blog it.
It’s another Kiwiwriters challenge, but this time by a member. I like that idea.

Anyway… onward!

Ah yeah, I will put in brackets the total for the book, before that will be the challenge total.
Capisce?

(No, that’s how it’s spelled, dammit!)

Title: Cursed Legacy – Sorol
Words Written: 4080
Words Total: 4080 (64136)
Chapters: 26
Hero Mood: Desperate
Hero Condition: Battered and bruised
Heroine Mood: Seriously pissed
Heroine Condition: Weak
Story Snippet:
    Mason measured him with a cautious look, but finally nodded. "All right. But if you do anything to hurt him, I’ll make my sister a widow."
    Behind them Chaia started to cough and headed out of the door.
    Nathan rolled his eyes and grabbed Sorol’s head. "Hold still and relax."
    Mason watched them like a hawk, her eyes narrowed at Nathan. If he made one wrong move, she’d tear his head off. They’d hurt Sorol too much for her to ever forgive them and she wouldn’t stand by and watch more harm being done to him. Not while there was a breath in her body.
    Sorol groaned in agony, tried to get his head away from Nathan but the Nephilim wouldn’t let go. Mason was about to pull him off when Nathan shot a warning look at her.
    "The bones are knitting together. That’s what’s hurting him. Don’t interrupt now."

(As an aside: All snippet files used, this is the final stretch atm.)

Tags: 20K Challenge, Snippet, Sorol, WIP