NaNoWriMo Result...

As you guys know I entered the NaNoWriMo challenge. This was to write a 50,000 word or more novel within the monthe of November. I cannot tell you what a trial it has been, in the past two day's alone I have written 14,000 words of it alongside...my coursework!

It has been the most mentally challenging thing I have ever done and I can say that my brain has been put through the test. If considering to enter this competition next November, I have some advice for you.

• IF you are taking up this challenge and are serious about proving yourself as a writer the first thing you must do it write at least 2000 words a day. This is a good target and will get you finished nearer the deadline, if you can write more great, if you're having a bad day then don't worry about it.

• If you don't know what you want to write about, don't worry, just run with the first idea you come with, this competition is not about writing a brilliant published novel, but about making sure you can do it. 

• I was ill for a couple of weeks so on the last couple of days I had to really work to write 14,000 words having no idea what I was going to write.

• If you can't remember what you wrote, don't worry, I have no idea what I wrote for the last 18,000 words, but i will love criticising every detail when I hit editing mode!

• GOOD LUCK!

FROM THE IMAGE OPPOSITE....you can see that I was successful, my novel Vampire Haze, was 50, 197 words and I finished it...about ten minutes ago! I am mentally and physically worn out, I can no longer know what I am typing, I am going to go upstairs, take my brain out of my head and put it to bed for a few days...okay? ANY problems...I don't care cos I am awesome!

YAY...Short blog post...but hey, I DID IT! *celebrates* IF You're interested...watch the video at the end of this blog :)

Yours,

 hormonal bag

Winter is coming...Quick...lose your basic grasp of skills...

A dog looking forlorn in the white stuff...

Snow, a great time of the year for parents and children alike. 

Unless you are a motorist in which case snow is the first sign of madness. The call comes through after that one spec of white frosted perfection falls onto your warm tipped nose and a frenzy begins where they are the most important person in the world.

Travelling to the cinema along the frosty streets, it was clearing up, going to see Harry Potter with the parents before taking the 3 hours long trek back to my house. The film was awesome, it was the second time i had seen it and it still gets me!

HOWEVER what I did not expect to see was the five foot of snow that had covered the ground since I had been sitting down...ah not a problem right? wrong!

It was a mere ten miles from the cinema to the train station but the roads were gridlocked. We were travelling at 1 mile an hour if not moving backwards. The people behind us were giving you no room to manoever if you wanted to change course because they were sticking to your back end fearing to move far from the flocking traffic.

Creeping towards the station the maniacs were out in force. You sit in your car, patiently waiting in a queue then some moron coming out from a car park cuts in front of you forcing you to stop to let the MORONIC SKODA owner push his way into the traffic. Not content enough with this he aimed to pull out into the lane to the left of us, then deliberately pushed into our lane! He stops the traffic moving just as an ambulance wants to get past...well done, OBSTRUCT the ambulances who are taking the patients of stupid car accidents caused by people like you!

Don't let your stupidity leave you bleeding at christmas
think safety!

Most people tried their best to pull over, you know the nice, humble beings that know that it is not just them that wants to be somewhere... most of these drivers however were thwarted by a jeep that was trying to bypass the queue and go up the kerb to get to the front...in his 4x4, should be no problem right?
WRONG - he couldn't get up the kerb but was bashing into cars trying! Idiot!

TWO ambulances go past and you wonder why so many deaths and accidents happen at christmas? BECAUSE....brain dead morons who think that they are the only person that wants to go home...wrong, we all do. We value our lives so drive safely and take care or you won;t get to see Christmas!

When I did get home...there was the gut-wrenching sound of Hannah and her ball and chain cracking their bones. I could literally feel it in my guts and it makes me squirm! ARGH! :(

Now...for your own amusement...an idiot making a snow angel... =D (that might be me muahahaha)

Yours 

the hormonal bag

Deadlines loom too fast!

Oh my god, when you first start university you think ah I will have enough time to do every piece of work because you'll start on it the second you get it right??


So wrong... I have completed 5 pieces of work 2 months early and still do not seem to have enough time to do the rest...I need to work faster! Tonight I have come up with an idea for a news story and written 800 words of my presentation for monday!
I have my NaNoWriMo deadline looming too and I have another 15,000 minimum to complete by 30th November!
Busy, busy, hormaonal to the max. I keep having angry outbursts because of being stressed or upset or like a fail.....blah!

Hannah - she is awesome...GOTH = cool

Upon request I will introduce the character from my previous blog; She is a house mate, I met her in my first year at university in Creative writing...in honesty? I was in awe, she was wearing amazing clothes! I tried to pluck up the courage to talk to her in the first lesson but I was a speck of dirt on the soul of her awesome Goth boots, why would she talk to me?
No, I left that lesson feeling demoralised and embarrassed by even looking upon her face. Skulking back to my dorm room I paced slowly, not looking where I was going I stumbled into the person in front of me, apologising I looked upon the face of Hannah herself. I knew that fate had given me another chance....words vicky, come on words...'I like your shoes' - her reply? 'Thanks'.
Our encounter ends.
Anyway, I managed to get a grasp on reality and talk to her, she is awesome. First conversation basically consisted of 'I like tim minchin and david tennant' -Hannah - 'Cool me too, friends?' Me - 'yeah!'
SCORE!
Anyway I live with her now so that's awesome, she came along with her lovely boyfriend too. So we have a full house and I have friends! At last, I am no longer a lowly insect traipsing towards my apparent, untimely and lonely death!

Will update when I next have a chance!
I will not fail you!

Another rambling from your 

                 hormonal bag

Bonfire night...the retraction

Amazing scenes from MK

OK so you guys listened to me rant about how much I did not like fireworks displays on the 5th November.
However, the boyfriend, you know the old ball and chain...totally wrong image he is the light of my life, erm basically took me to Milton Keynes to see the organised fireworks display on Sunday. It is the larget privately organised display in the UK and cost up to 3 million pounds to stage.

When I got there it was like being at a cattle drive, everyone going one way but not actually getting anywhere. Following the herd came to mind but when we got to the perfect location, amongst the muddy bog that was the field (it wasn't that bad).


The crisp chill in the air made for a lovely change to the frost bitten weather we have been having and there was no breeze making the smoke trails left behind from each firework create a fantastic magical spider  web of smokey haze.

FINALLY at 7:30pm on the dot, the fireworks began and ignoring the slight musical hitch where the music did not kick in for a couple of seconds, the display was amazing. Never before had I seen such a well timed display. With each song that followed on from the first the firework fit in with every element of the music whether it be the lyrics or the melodic tones it provided.

The first song was rule the world by Take That, it was awesome. Songs also included were Teenage dreams by Katy Perry and New York by..oh god I will have to look that up...

Sparklers were banned...but this was pretty

By the end I was wondering why I did not like such displays, then it came time to leave. We all formed a sacrificial mass all heading to the ONE way out - a tiny little bridge, probably not meant to hold all this weight. Getting to the bridge was tricky. NO joke I spent twenty minutes being pushed, prodded and poked trying to get to the exit. I can't say that part of the night was fun but it was rather amusing watching people walk ten minutes through a hedge maze only to find there was no way out and having to come straight back again.

My face for the entire night was one full of wonderment and awe, I had never seen a display so perfectly executed and I am anticipating and looking forward to the New Year fireworks in London, Bring on 2011!

By the way...20,000 words out of 50,000 minimum for NaNoWriMo..YAY:
Enjoy the taster of the Milton Keynes 2010 Fireworks display below =D

Yours, a slightly mellowed out

hormonal bag

                      

Bonfire night...

Bonfire night, an evening of colours spraying themselves across the sky, the oohs and ahs of a crowd, gathered around a roaring fire.

Each one wrapped in big duffel coats and scarves long enough to wrap around Christmas and back and woollen mittens, rosy cheeks and the ability to see your breath when you breathe out onto the bracing cold wind of November. Sparklers dotted around the field in which all this plays out, sparklers that make shapes to envisage the future. Boyfriend...loves them, worships the ground they fall onto...silly boy!

Fireworks...a noisy colourful oblivion

On the other hand there is another side to bonfire night. Let us not forget where this night comes from. The attempt to blow up the house of parliament, Guy Fawkes, a name we all know. Bonfire night can be a very dangerous thing if not looked after properly.

Such incidents have happened in the past that strike fear into the hearts of people all ages at this time of year. People have been injured directly by
 fireworks causing horrific burns and scarring that will maim them for the rest of their lives thanks to careless thugs and their obsession with looking cool.


One horrific event that I heard about involved a boy climbing over a fence, one of this friends thought it would be funny to throw a firework at him mid climb....the result? He was maimed for life because he fell and his arm went straight through one of the spikes on top of the fence! Do you want that??? NO!

People sellotape up their letter boxes to avoid teens and adolescent middle aged members of society from posting lit fireworks through their letterboxes for a laugh. If this is the kind of behaviour that this night condones, then I wonder why on earth it is still so popular.

About a week ago, I went into town with a friend and on the way back we saw two (what can only be described as 'pissed chavs') lighting fireworks and throwing them around a graveyard, now seriously, what kind of a world do we live in if this is not seen as a stupid idea? HOW did they get hold of the fireworks, I don;t understand why there is such lax security based around fireworks.

The fire service were planning on a 48 hour strike to avoid the house fires that were linked to this night, whether or not they went ahead with this I do not know, but I get their point. People know what they're doing...but do it anyway?

Colourful, noisy explosions...new replacement guns?

ANYONE mention the noise??? BAH not to mention the poor effect it has on animals. I have three dogs, one of which is only just one and each time she is subjected to the scrutiny of fireworks she is reduced to a shivering, cowering wreck, all because people want to make some noise. Have a house party and have done with it, at least that we can call the police for!

On the bright side...Christmas is on it's way and I have completed my Christmas present shopping. They are all...well mostly...wrapped and ready to give out when the time draws near. *sits and puts up feet*
TIME TO RELAX,

Yours,

The hormonal bag

(Where angst is never too far around the corner...)

Autumn take two...

Ok, here I am again writing for the benefit of my battle with the elements this year.

As you well know the other day I tried to revert back to my childhood days and ended up falling on my front and being injured...cos apparently my world is not allowed to revolve around my childhood. Nope I have been brought back this world with a bump and I shall try to live my life as an adult!

On my way to the cash point yesterday there is a short cut that goes over some grass, because shortcuts are the ways adults get through life, no one takes the long road unless it's necessary! I decided to take said diversion...not realising the amount of rain that had saturated the soil below my feet. The further I ventured through the ever increasing bog, the more I realised, sometimes, short cuts are a stupid idea. Following my fellow adventurer with her thick soled boots, she has no problem grasping onto the drenched muddy soil road we were walking along and just trudged on, the strong willed trouper that she is.

The metaphoric muddy bog that is my life!

Me however...in my thin soled, ever resistant, not grippy vans...followed on cautiously, knowing full well that one wrong step could be my undoing. She gestured for me to be brave and increase my pace, just as I was getting into a rhythm, my life decided to say, 'Hey, no shortcuts for you, make things harder and learn a tough life lesson!'
Following said warning (which followed however delayed after the next part happened...)

My footing was lost in the villainous swamp surrounding me and I fell straight onto my bottom. My friend, let's call her Hannah, continued walking on to safety then turned around and expected me to be there. When I wasn't she looked all around, and unexpectedly found my laying flat on my back in the muddy waterlogged ground. My jeans were soaked in a mixture of brown watery mess and my skin was changing colour with brown flecked pigmentation. I stood, slightly embarrassed, but not prepared to admit defeat. I explained to my friend that I must go home and change, understanding as she is I bid her farewell and walked home.
Avoiding the eye contact of the mocking and jeering peers that make university life so refreshing.

YAY for me...I overcame and embarrassing situation and did not let the season get me down. I walked home, head held high...well no, it was kind of more like me face planting my head underground and walking home but still...
AUTUMN 2, ME...0

On the other hand...PRINTER CREDIT IS STUPID! It is bad enough that we have to print out every single piece of work required of us, but we have to trudge through all weathers to get to the library to top up said print credit. A4 black and white printing is 5p, that is fine, A4 colour - 25p! EXTORTION you say? IT GETS WORSE!

Books, my passion in life, escape to a new world...
find yourself!

A3 black and white - 25p, A3 colour - £1 WHAT THE HELL???
EXTORTION....I say it should be free, we're already in enough debt because of university!

On a brighter note, thanks to a friends' encouragement, I entered the NaNoWriMo competition to write a 50,000 word novel. OH YEAH? the catch? in a month. I have until November 30 to submit it!!

NaNoWriMo stands for the national novel writing month, and it is a fantastic opportunity to avid writers who have a lot to say, what topic am I doing? Romance!

By the way, for any avid vampire book followers in the US or Canada only...who want to win a signed copy of  Firelight by Sophie Jordan, follow this link to the vampirebookclub.

Wish me luck...I will keep you update with a daily word count on my progress...

      Another rambling from your 

                 hormonal bag