Wednesday, March 29, 2017

Snippety Snippety SNIPPETS!!!!!!!!

Well friends, it is I, your darling E, with a post of snippets just like I said!!!!!!
*confetti* Have some cake and waffles!!!!!
Now now calm down, hun, it's not that great.

So I thought I would introduce my story I shall be working on this camp nano!!
I'm not sure how well I will be able to balance this whole missions/writing thing but why not try???
So I actually only have one snippet, and it's all I've written, so sorry? But I will do more and maybe give you snippets from my other WIPs.

Without further ado,

The door opens behind me the moment the cat disappears.
“Come.” My Uncle commands from the doorway, as is his custom. I follow him inside.
His house is large and musty and a mere shadow of it's former glory.
It is filled with piles and stacks of books and papers and odd trinkets. I tried to touch them once. Then Uncle cast a spell on my fingers and they remained in an uncomfortable crossed position for an fifty-three minutes and 12 seconds. I did not like it.
Now, as I follow him, I make a conscious effort to keep my hands to myself. The way is extra dusty and full. I think his possessions move about on their own. They like to clog up passageways and cling to floors. They are rumoured to eat socks and brushes too.
It is quite a path to the Back Garden. The way changes frequently and only Uncle's maps and ingenious mind can navigate them. Or so he says.
At last. We have made it. The steps are the trickiest for Uncle to handle, but I manage very well.
The steps hang in thick air, mostly, many jumps apart and moving frequently. They move about 4 minutes and 3 seconds, but occasionally they move up to 18 milliseconds.
You must jump just before the move, and step only with your right foot, or you will fall. Uncle levitates up on his brushes, but I hop it.
People think brooms fly. It's not true. Only brushes fly, and toothbrushes are the quickest and easiest to steer.
I will get a pair as soon as I am 45.
We have made it to the top, and Uncle is opening the door. He clears his throat and indicates the door with one bushy eyebrow.
I enter.
The Back Garden is in the house itself, yet it has an extensive roof. Uncle keeps a Coughing Zebra here to keep the trees healthy. The Zebra in question is nodding solemnly to me now. I smile and wave back. Uncle clears his throat and I hurry to the only colored thing in the room.
It is a red sack in the shape of a tear drop, spiraling slightly at the top as if hung on an invisible hook.
Which of course is exactly what it is.
I sit down under the sack, and close my eyes. It is warm, so I discard my hat at scarf.
I imagine the giant from whom this year was collected. I imagine it's large nose, and it's purple right eye. I imagine it's green left eye. I imagine deep sorrow, like what I felt when I learnt San Close was real.
Then I deepen the sorrow. I see a tear forming in the green eye and I move in closer, thinking of all the pets that have died. Thinking of pets makes me think of the cat I saw this morning. Then it makes me think of a name for it. Flame. I test the word on my tongue. Then I remember what I am doing and I return to the sad giant. The giant is about to cry now. It rears its head back, opens it's mouth and- 

This is also an entry for the PictoPrompter thingy held over at Smudged Thoughts and it's basically perfection, so go over there and DO THIS WITH ME!!! HERE it is!!

Oh! And just to warn you lovely folks, I will be posting a story I am working on at random times, called An Adventure to Remember. It is the (mostly) true story of me and all my adventures from here onward. I hope you enjoy!!
Namaarie Mellonamin!
P.S. I think Wednesdays will be my posting days.
Sound good?
Tell me vat you sink of my vriting!
Yes. I did just say that in a German accent.
No, don't as me why!!!!?!!!!
Just CUZ.

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

YES. Yes it is! ...I think?

Because when it's 8:09 pm and you are watching Lord of the Rings and you just got minutes for your phone, the obvious thing to do is write a random blogpost with no apparent point. Right? RIGHT????
Oh... that's only me...

Myself: and Myself!!
I: and I!!!!
Me: *smirks*

Well I have you guys anyway. I guess it's fine then.

So let's make a list, because they are fun, and make me look like a semi-organized person! (Spoiler: I have no organizational skills whatsoever  I have perfect skills in everything especially organising. Me, shut your mouth.)

I will now make a list of....
What I want to post about on this blog.
I'm feeling a bit scattered and random with all my crashes of info onto you all, so I am going to try to be more consistent and actually DO something so that when I post your head doesn't spin in a million directions a million miles and hour, but instead you are given a pleasant little stay in my little corner of the blogsphere.
Here is what I want to try to do:

•Snippet Stuff
•Vlog Versions
•Serious Scatterings
•Monthly Mundanes

Hopefully once every two months or so I will change one of these blog things into a vlog! So you can see my beautiful face and I can gloat about my bad videoing skills.
Once a month I will share a snippet of my writing, whether that be my WIP or just a randomness I don't know, but it will be something.
Serious Scatterings will be me randomly getting the urge to be serious and share about life and stuff.
And then a monthly update since they seem to be all the rage.

How does that sound??
Also, I'm not sure the birthday thing was such a good idea. Only one person mentioned it in the comments so MAYBE it's a no. Is it??
Oh my gosh, look at me writing such a short post! I'M MAGNIFICENT!
Or am I?
Talk, humans.

dude i forgot to title this one too

since last i posted so much has happened. so much that i hardly know where to begin or if i can even try. i will try, though it might take m...