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plotting [Dec. 5th, 2007|09:03 am]
I am taking Fiction Masterclass at the Uni.  The class is geared towards students who are working on a novel or all ready have a novel written that needs work.  I was really excited about the class, but came to realize after week three that I wasn't going to survive it if I didn't plot out my novel idea more thoroughly.  Most students have the novel completed. I have 16 pages.

I love writing novels because you can spend time with your characters, see them through major events, follow them from start to finish in a detailed way. It's like your getting to know a real person.  I have TONS of characters and ideas that would make good novels, but the weird thing is that they are more so moods, or settings, or one particular character...they are not complete novel plots.  Most of these "ideas" have been floating around in my head since I was 12--when I started writing my first novel.  They've been in my head for so long, that it has become hard to draw them out of me--to introduce them to other people in a creative way.  It's like trying to describe an eccentric relative to someone...you can't describe some things, you have to meet the person to understand them.  That's what these characters and plots are to me.

So last night I did something I haven't done in a long long time.  At 1:00am, I put a pair of headphones on, laid in bed, and thought of nothing but my "novel"  and how I could tell it.  Results--I've begun to extract the mood and setting and transform it into a plot.  It will never be like I imagine it (which is why I think I should be a filmaker), but I can try, right?
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time to catch up [Nov. 29th, 2007|07:35 pm]
Been a while since I've written...not that anyone reads, lol.  The past few weeks have been crazy busy, but good too.  It's weird how you can be overwhelmed with work and get no sleep, and yet be content to be busy.  It's better than sitting around with nothing to do...which is what we were doing a month ago.  Not sure what happened with school, but my gosh! It's like I have to write a full story a week to keep up!  Something I'm not used to doing...I'm thinking more and more I'm not cut out for this. 

I have british friends =) Sounds completely ridiculous to say that, but it makes me happy =) It's nice to walk around "on campus" and have people to say hi to and hang out with! It was so different at RC (and that feels like ages ago!).  It's like i've been transplanted into a whole new world and yet have been here all along. Two months in and I don't feel like a foreigner anymore.  I don't even notice the accents anymore! It's so weird how you can just suddenly settle in a place that isn't home and be okay with it. 

Thanksgiving was fun. We cooked a full dinner and had some friends over from school.  It felt like my first legit dinner party as an adult =) Our guests brought wine, we had a great meal together and sat around talking and drinking until late.  Then when all our guests left, cassie and I sat in the kitchen with one of our roomates and discussed everything from communism to gun control until even later, lol.

Last night Sara, one of my flatmates, had a spanish Christmas party at our flat.  There were at least 10 spaniards in our living room. Of course I didn't understand what was going on most of the time, but it was great fun!  We went out to "spanish night"  at a club afterwards. An altogether international night!
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hilarious! [Nov. 17th, 2007|09:16 am]
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deviant art [Nov. 1st, 2007|06:45 pm]
[Current Mood |awakeawake]

I'm gonna toot my own horn here...visit my deviant art page, I've updated!

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on poetry vs bs [Oct. 31st, 2007|05:35 pm]
[Current Mood |sillysilly]

Duckie is unfortunate enough to be studying the poet Sharon Olds for one of her classes. Upon sharing some of Old's poetry with me, and hearing Old's read her own poetry, I was...how should we put this...stricken with inspiration.

First, here is a sample of Old's work:

The Language of the Brag

I have wanted excellence in the knife-throw,
I have wanted to use my exceptionally strong and accurate arms
and my straight posture and quick electric muscles
to achieve something at the centre of a crowd,
the blade piercing the bark deep,
the haft slowly and heavily vibrating like the cock.

I have wanted some epic use for my excellent body,
some heroism, some American achievement
beyond the ordinary for my extraordinary self,
magnetic and tensile, I have stood by the sandlot
and watched the boys play.

I have wanted courage, I have thought about fire
and the crossing of waterfalls, I have dragged around

my belly big with cowardice and safely,
my stool black with iron pills,
my huge breasts oozing mucus,
my legs swelling, my hands swelling,
my face swelling and darkening, my hair
falling out, my inner sex
stabbed again and again with terrible pain like a knife.
I have lain down.

I have lain down and sweated and shaken
and passed blood and feces and water and
slowly alone in the centre of a circle I have
passed the new person out
and they have lifted the new person free of the act
and wiped the new person free of that
language of blood like praise all over the body.

I have done what you wanted to do, Walt Whitman,
Allen Ginsberg, I have done this thing,

I and the other women this exceptional
act with the exceptional heroic body,
this giving birth, this glistening verb,
and I am putting my proud American boast
right here with the others.


My response to this:

Upon Reading Sharon Olds

Oh lame duck that would eat other
children how I want to ride you.
You wear succulent buttons on your breasts that
make me say Never, because you are jail bate
and I
am not.

When I imagine your black and white striped suit
of oleander, I find myself knowing,
knowing that children cannot ever play
amongst us

Your brow, white and sagging like days
old bread ferments heavy on my
tongue like popsicles melting under
August sun.

To hear me reading this brilliant piece go to: http://hyperfileshare.com/d/eead4953
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46 days later [Oct. 28th, 2007|10:54 am]
[Current Mood |happyhappy]
[Current Music |fizzing Iron Bru]

The sun has been out most of the day--rare and joyfully welcomed! I took a walk this morning and discovered Heaton Park, a massive, gorgeous place of woods, open fields, and even a lawn bowling court. It occurred to me as I was walking back that I couldn't have picked a more perfect place to live.  The neighborhood is quiet. There's a chippy n small store a block away. And Heaton Park is just around the corner!

And then it occurred to me--I'm living in England! It still hasn't sunk in...
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first few days... [Sep. 19th, 2007|04:34 pm]
[Current Location |University of Newcastle Library]
[Current Music |british accents]

 I finally have access to the internet after almost a week! I registed at the University today, then went straight for the library and computers :o)
Things have been going well. Duckie and I have done a lot of walking and exploring since we arrived last thursday. We managed to find a grocery store, the university, and the city centre without a map (cause apparently the only place that sells maps is the college bookstore!). 

We love our flat! It's in a quiet neighborhood away from the noise of traffic and people. I guess Newcastle is on the top 10 list for best night life in the world...and you definately see that on the streets toward evening. But because we do live outside the main centre (i've been spelling that the british way without even realizing it) we have to do quite a bit of walking...about 20min to the university, grocery, and any shopping we need to do. But I figure it will be good for us! :o)

Duckie and I started a nightly tradition of watching episodes of the tv show Christy. It has brought us much amusement (and makes me feel like I am home again)!

We start classes next week. I was so worried the university wouldn't be what I imagined it would be, but I think I am going to really like it. So far everyone I have talked to there has been very friendly and the walk to my building once I am on campus is beyond beautiful! I had the weirdest feeling yesterday while I was out walking around in the city. I realized that though I have just arrived, I am going to terribly miss this place once I leave! Of course there are things I miss about the states and I miss my family, but I think there will be a lot of reversed culture shock once this experience is over!
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let the journey begin [Sep. 12th, 2007|01:25 am]
[Current Mood |nervousnervous]

Tomorrow, at 10:25 pm, I will board a plane for London. From there I fly to Newcastle, my new home for the next year. Today has been a bittersweet blur. It's hard to comprehend all the changes that are about to happen--new school, new house, new city, new country! Am I actually moving to Britian?! Funny to think that I used to dream about living in a foreign place--now that it is real it is incomprehensible.

Duckie and I have a livejournal especially for our adventures in Britain. We hope to post lots of pictures too! Visit us at: ukexperience.livejournal.com
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fresher's week in the UK [Aug. 20th, 2007|09:38 pm]
What a change from RC! LOL!!
Check out what my Freshman orientation has to offer:
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weeding [Jul. 30th, 2007|07:24 pm]
[Current Mood |lonelylonely]

I boxed up 117 of my book to get rid of. I now have only one bookcase filled...it makes me sad to look at it! It used to make me so happy to see all the books on my shelf, kinda like I had my own personal library. But I am in a generous "weeding" mood--knowing I MUST get rid of a lot of stuff I've hung on to for a long time. My parents are talking of moving within a year or two--a LOT must go.

Moving from Rochester to home, guess the natural progression of things is to get rid of things I no longer need before my move overseas. It truly feels like I will be starting from scratch in every imaginable way come this September!
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