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| Aphotic Debitage |
[13 Jan 2008|12:56am] |
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Something about listening to the Sweeney Todd soundtrack over and over again for days killed writer's block. *waltzes*
Would have finished it, but Wicked forced me off for dinner and anime.
Unintended cliffhanger this time... Sort of.
OBLIGATORY WARNING: Extreme violence and, uh, cannibalism... Jenna being Jenna. Dictionary necessary to point of redundancy.
All my best friends are thesauri [or: I <3 adjectives]
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[04 May 2007|10:00am] |
What!? She wrote something!?
Yeah, I realized last night that ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) mindrot gets home in a few days and I really, really want this to be finished by the time she gets here, so I'm dedicating today to writing as much as possible.
This is just a little bit, more to come.
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[16 Mar 2007|11:29pm] |
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I saw Black Snake Moan
and all I could think of the entire time I'm watching Christina Ricci and her struggle with a sex addiction was
Jenna and Rain...
... the blond hair didn't help.
The chain didn't help either cause that just brought to mind the shackles in the basement...
and the relationship between her and her fiance dealing with severe anxiety
of course could only lead me to think of Wicked and I...
*sigh*
That was the best movie I've seen in a very long time.
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[16 Jan 2007|11:48pm] |
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This... horrific, harrowing hazard of a hackjob... is what happens when I'm allowed to stay up late and play with my fancy new Wiki:
Hawks-Halifax Harbor This is one of the larger townships/neighborhoods of the greater urban area defined as the Orphan Borough, and is in fact large enough to be termed a city in and of itself. Nearby landmarks are Hawk's Ocean and D'Arangia Harbor. Within this area are all of the major bureaucratic/administrative/government-related establishments similar to those in Providence. Since I'm developing the Universe more in Book Two, including more of the Steampunk and Fantasy elements of it, I'm going to in turn attempt to play up mundane establishments more often, and not just the New Haven Safehouse, such as the Hawks-Halifax Harbor Hallowed Heart Hospital (I just couldn't resist that, sorry), the Train Station (the Hoodlebug), and the yet-to-be-named Post Office (will prove more interesting then it sounds), various Parks, Zoos, Schools, and Recreational Facilities, Taxi Service (the Hagane Hack, or something), and Museum (Historical Hall, perhaps?).
More coming soon...
D'Arangia... Harbor? D'Arangia... Harbor, or... something... is a smaller township within/outside of Hawks-Halifax Harbor and is yet another neighborhood of the Orphan Borough. There's no official name for this area as of yet, which is the reason for the strange title. It should be D'Arangia Harbor, but I don't know about having a Harbor within a Harbor... This is the setting for the new Safehouse- New Haven. However, none of the aforementioned administrative establishments are going to be set in D'Arangia WhateverICallIt.
More coming soon...
Why hasn't anyone killed me yet? Cause, like, if anyone deserves to get shot based on writing- it'd be me.
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| Laea Wake. |
[30 Nov 2006|12:35am] |
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I realized while looking for private-ized entries because the airhead I am I actually forgot one of the new characters names, that I wrote involved notes on the next part of the story. I really want to finish it, to write it for real, but I just feel so bad about never writing anything I'm just gonna edit it a little and re-post it... Also forgive me for the random switch between referring to Jenna as "her" and as "it". Terra, who write the actual stories, refers to Jenna as "it" now, when she didn't before, in order to keep Jenna separate from Rain in her own easily confused mind. Also forgive me for NOT CUTTING THIS. I'm in a very aggressive mood right now. Also important to keep in mind what Seven looks like, which probably no one knows anymore because she's always hiding, but you can't really look directly at her, she's all blurry and has a dark cloud around her, like a dust cloud. Other than that she looks like a regular little girl [but LW-ized with the large eyes, overly kid-ish features, etc.] with everything dust-colored, her hair, her eyes, all kind of brownish grey. But maybe not, you can't really tell. Again I'm not stealing although this is similar to yet another of Tyber's characters. I have proof, even. And, finally, forgive me that THIS IS ALSO NOT FINISHED. I had forgotten I'd even written it, and so I'm just randomly editing and posting it. The first one or two paragraphs are just written now, though. I think I stopped writing like I do every time Jenna goes after Kaiya [like the millionth time now, gosh i wonder why] because that feeling in that moment for me is just too goddamned intense. ..::::
The story ended with Sunny running away from Jenna. I want to write about what happens, but essentially [and if I remember write, it's kind of a blur for me] Miranda took Jack, Seven, and Kaiya away. I don't know how she did it, but somehow their unconscious bodies ended up on the beach outside of Miranda's secret room. They are just starting to wake up. At this same time, Sunny is running from Jenna. Sunny dropped all of her nicely made weapons, and was just about to attack her, having her cornered in a part of the house [the entryway which is also big enough to be a living room].
Terra attacks her from behind then as best she can, considering Jenna had mauled her so badly her left arm was mostly gone [yay, cannibalism], etc. etc. Suddenly Terra is randomly captivated. Sunny can't figure it out, and there's no obvious reference to Miranda doing anything. For all we know, she's busy taking care of the semi-conscious kids.
- Remember, during the first attack, years ago, Terra [then Murmur St. Michael] was the only one left alive, because she's the only one who comes close to a match for Jenna in terms of power/magic. Also, Terra was captivated again in the basement just an hour or so [time is not important, because it's actually the course of a couple weeks or months in 'real time'] when they had first heard Kaiya and Jack's screaming at the hands of Jenna. -
Jenna, having Sunny's hand-fashion mace, now runs the unconscious, captivated, immobile Terra through with the mace as Sunny sits there, incapacitated and trapped in the corner. She backswings without even looking and knocks Sunny out, scarring up her beautiful, perfect childlike face.
Now... Jenna approaches Miranda, Jack, Seven, and Kaiya. Suddenly, Miranda is captivated. Jenna bashes her on the side of the head with the mace, then takes/captivates Jack, but drops him immediately because he is weak ["God, you're all fucking useless!"].
She grabs Seven by the shirt and they stare off. This is the first time seeing Seven really do anything... ever. Jenna kicks Jack as he's sputtering and coughing on the ground, terrified of what he almost did and Seven puts her knees on Jenna's thighs and pushes back, then uses the room to punch it in the head and push it down, off balance, with her legs, landing on her feet.
Jack scrambles out of the way, next to Kaiya, and they hold each other.
Seven kneels on Jenna's chest and hits her over and over with her small hands, but Jenna grabs her again and tries to knock her off, rising. Seven wraps her legs around Jenna's waist as it stands up, too close to be really hit, and as they struggle awkwardly Seven clasps her hands around Jenna's head and a dark light shines around it like a black halo. Jenna screams and claws at Seven's back, tearing her shirt and hair. The shadow that normally shrouds Seven grows and the black halo encompasses them, but Jenna gets a hand in the space between them and grasps Seven's face, ripping her whole body away from it and holding her in the air with one hand by her face. Jenna throws her down and she cries as the sand gets into her wounds. Seven had tried to bring Rain out, because she had power over all the memories, and tried to evoke the acknowledgment of what she had done in combination with how Rain felt, but it hadn't work. It weakened Jenna, though, and sent her into a blind rage. She set her sights on Kaiya again.
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[29 Nov 2006|05:22am] |
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For the record, when I do get to finish this part, the story starts over. Sort of a Book Two. Well, Book Three actually, because the technical First book and everything that came before it = unwritten, but yeah. I want to start over from the beginning, sort of. This experiment had too many flaws... I've been debating for a long time how to go about ending this portion, though, because after months of trying its obvious to me that it's too hard to write. Which is why I could never really talk about Jenna's first attacks in the story, even to explain what happened. Caaauuuse it's not a story to me. The events represent real occurrences which are very difficult. This one isn't as bad as the first by any, any means, but still.
You're babbling again, Terra.
I've been up for a number of hours and wrote a 20 page paper from scratch in a total of 8 of them, so you'll have to forgive me.
Character changes. New characters. New parts of the world.
I really just want to pretend I never wrote anything. Like when I first started this years ago. Explain all the past occurrences and just move on. The problem is everytime I start I just end up re-writing the whole things. There's no way for me to not get heavily personally involved in this. I could talk about this for hours and hours and hours. Days if someone let me. About everything. I guess that's true of everyone who holds such worlds within them, but you gotta give me a break, this is the only thing I've tried to share with the world, and it tends to consume my mind and my life at times.
I think I need sleep. Yes, sleep...
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[26 Nov 2006|02:49am] |
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[26 Nov 2006|12:50am] |
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I'm starting to really hate DA. The only comments I ever get are how much my writing style sucks and no one can understand the concept let alone my writing. How is it my fault that you can't understand abstract concepts and symbolism?
*is extremely dejected*
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[20 Nov 2006|09:21pm] |
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Jenna is singing to me and she won't shut up and I have to write something. Anything. My dad mailed my computer, so I will have my stories back to me finally. I can not wait another day, I swear. So for now I write meaningless nothings about the Angel, screaming to Vanessa Mae and violent violins, until it stops.
And she won't shut up in her strange voice, the grainy, gritty, gutteral gasps grasping for syllables to scissor at sanity with the overlay of the apical child's alto in it's wretchedly prosaic, soporific, ho-hum hum-drum hum.
Singing.
Singing.
Mocking.
"Time to go
Long way home
Lover waiting all alone
Time to go
Long way home
Lover waiting all alone
Time to go
Long way home
Lover waiting all alone"
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[29 Oct 2006|01:24am] |
I'm trying to rewrite Laea Wake when I get a chance. Yes, I know, I suck because I'm not updating, but all the updates I wrote were on my crashed computer, so I'll get to them when I get it back.
Anyway, I'm trying to write an intro for it. I realize that it doesn't really make sense to anyone but me, so I'm trying to explain it at the very beginning and then maybe I won't have to bother with all of the random insights, since I can't include those in the actual story. Please tell me how this sounds, especially if you don't read my LW updates, because if it makes sense to you, then that's what I'm going for.
It's not finished, because I'm completely stuck at switching from this to
"miranda created samantha, and then samantha became murmur, and murmur had a *random* demon in her, and that demon became lisha, and lisha became jenna and killed everyone, and then miranda went away, and then the angel came and rescued murmur, and jenna became rain, and rain was sad, then four new kids were *randomly* created by who knows who and had poorly thought up names, and then miranda *randomly* comes back, then rain *randomly* becomes jenna again and tries to kill everyone, but then miranda *randomly* brings them back to life [although why she didn't do this before... uh...?], and then-"
Parts that which I don't like how they're written are italicized.
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Neither long ago nor far away from where you are now, a young woman sits in silence as the rain pours against a window that does not belong to her, the whole of her history contained within her, yet only a small bit of it available to her reckoning. Years before, when this young woman was still small, something broke her. She was neither fragile nor vulnerable, and yet she shattered at her core.
In a last act of self-preservation, she took these shards of her soul and developed them into something she could understand, into something that could live and grow independent of her, something she could not break further, and yet something that could, eventually, become whole again. She never spoke of these new creations, mostly because of the drastic similarities she had noticed to cases of multiple personalities or dissasociation, and this was nothing of the sort. She realized, of course, that she could be entirely wrong, but to her these creatures were not personalities, merely parts of her. They acted as masks for her to survive in the world after she broke into pieces. A mythology developed over her history, giving a delightful grandiosity to the happenings of her life which were mundane to all but her. The girl had always been quite terrible with issues of memory, and she was able to lock away what little mental record remained of her childhood this way. Everything that she experienced from then on became a part of her personal mythology, remembered and repeated-
especially the mistakes.
When she was older, these masks truly developed into personalities. The girl had created some of them from pieces of herself, her psyche, her thoughts; but created one, and only one, from the deepest part of her, the only part that truly was her- the soul. This Mask was special, and she became almost a second version of the girl. She was named Samantha.
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[31 Aug 2006|03:39pm] |
Drabble from Sunny while she's running away. Absolutely nothing more than two sentences here, and a lot of dictionary definitions of words. So I decided to post this separately. The thought process is important, and I think that understanding the definitions of the words is important as well, but not enough to overly lengthen my next real addition. More should come, but I've been too busy lazy lately. Apologies.
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[14 Aug 2006|10:48am] |
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I love my Jenna icon. Anyway, since I've already got half of this part done, I decided to post it. I think it would be too long to feed you in one big piece. I don't know why I insist on breaking things up so small, it's just what I would prefer, I guess. It's of interest to me just how drastically I notice my style change depending on which character has the reigns. Maybe it's not as distinct as I think. Anyway, here's the pivot [beware the hook]:
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[13 Aug 2006|05:20am] |
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Okay. I've written stories where Violyn is beating the hell out of Rain. I've written a couple stories about Jenna and a few where Murmur had been beaten senseless. But here I have to insist:
This has a warning over it. If you don't like reading things with relative amounts of violence/softcore gore in them, DON'T READ THIS.
I also want to state that I still was not really able to capture how fucking threatening Jenna was as a character during the time before these stories were written. She tore the fucking house to shreds. There's a reason that as much as I hate her she is a serious fucking central character and I talk about her more than any other character. She's feared above anything else. I shook the entire time I wrote this. Keeping the symbolism this is all meant for in mind is rather difficult, the play on emotions that is intended... I need to go take a nap now. The next part is about half finished, and will be coming soon, I swear. At going on 30 pages in Word, this is by far the longest chapter... um... ever. This is, like, part eight hundred and forty six (great exagerration) of the Chapter:
This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor
This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital
And it's not so pleasant
And it's not so conventional
And it sure as hell ain't normal
The anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where
The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in
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[12 Aug 2006|11:31am] |
Yet another smaller update. I have this and then a little bit later but as of yet need to fill in a few paragraphs in the middle. I don't know why it's taking me so long to finish this part. It's by far longer than any other chapter, um... ever. Hell this one chapter is probably more than I've written for the whole damn story... Anyway:
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| Laea Wake |
[09 Aug 2006|04:32pm] |
I'd love to say this wasn't just a big cop-out to avoiding writing a fight scene that would suck worse than this did, but I'd be lying. I need to work on that. I had to write though, seriously, and the fight thing was just not working for me.
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[28 Jul 2006|02:02pm] |
Yeah. I actually keep posting little tidbits like this, but putting them on private for some godforsaken reason. Apparently I still hold hope I will finish this stupid chapter in a timely manner (months, terra! ridiculousness!). I'm delusional. Don't read if you actually want to read something productive....
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[07 Jul 2006|01:14pm] |
I desperately need to learn to read and edit all my chapters before I post them.
Left out a huge chunk that either I wrote and got deleted or screwed up or lost or I never wrote it in the first place just thought I did in my crazy little head.
So basically Jenna/Rain/Illusion is being a psycho with Violyn, Sunny is dead, everyone and their mother is screaming or hiding, and Terra is captivated, then suddenly, after confusing flashbacks and timeshifts, Terra is stiltedly interacting with Jenna/Rain/Illusion and everyone is silent and Miranda is eating cookies.
Okay, so, because I'm too lazy to write the interim right now, Violyn was being Violyn with Jenna and they're very similar in "I like being really bad at sarcasm and a general asshole" so Jenna gets unnerved very quickly and, long story short, knocks Violyn the hell out. Just before this, Murmur wakes up in the library (the dreaming wing) and has to race back to the hallway (which is what happens) and she follows the arguing and runs in to try and block the blow but is too late, and then she looks up and sees Jenna. However, since this happened before and is all an illusion, she is pretty much overly cocky and doesn't quite realize the trouble she's in for. Miranda could kill everyone and the universe with a snap of her fingers so she's pretty much just sitting back and watching it play out. Keep in mind she has been removed from all non-capitvating interaction with members of the household since the last attack, so she's both a little crazy and less pissed off than the others. Jenna is the only thing that would be able to kill her, though.
I've tried explaining this as the great bad guy in all the stories, but I think I do a piss poor job of it, because I'm not good at writing fight scenes (well, any scenes, hehe). If anyone remembers the endbadguy from Buffy, (Mal in a priests outfit), and how he pretty much just walked around being evil and poking people's eyes out who audience previously thought was untouchable main characters and killing little girls who with any other bad guy would have been given the benefit of "i'm a little girl and you can't kill me", that's about the general attitude here. While this is a months overdue story and therefore harder to write because the actual feelings/events are long since past, it's still fun to write. I'll try and put a little more action into it, though, for you guys.
Happy Hunting
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| Laea |
[06 Jul 2006|12:59am] |
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End of old chapter: Silence
New chapter: Halcyon
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