A [NaNoWriMo] Novelist...

"In skating over thin ice, our safety is our speed."

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

14th October

You know, it occurred to me this morning just how much I love this blog. It's silly really, because even after writing in it for two years I've only just figured out WHY I like it. And, even now, I'm still not sure. People don't really read it, not much anyway, so that can't be a reason why I'd want to make my little ranty posts... And I have another blog on livejournal, but I don't ever actually update that, so it can't just be the prospect of having some place to blog... I think I've grown rather attached to the thing, actually. I've been blogging since October 2006 now, which is two years ago to the month. I started the blog before I really began to enjoy NaNoWriMo, and now I can honestly say that when I get bored and I read back over this blog I actually enjoy doing it. I read things I wrote when I was half asleep, or things I wrote back when school was still easy. Boy, if I knew then...

So anyway. I promised a longer update today, since my blog last night was little more than a glorified in-your-face-I-managed-to-write. I guess I run out of things to talk about, though, because school just doesn't seem to be an appealing topic at the moment. I suppose I can talk about UCAS though...

I finished my person statement a while ago, now, which means that as soon as Mr. Kilgour (our head of centre for Derby Moor) checks over my form and reads my reference and such, I can get my form sent off to all the universities I'm applying to. They say that first come isn't necessarily first serve, but in my opinion, when you're applying for a course as competitive as the one I want to go for, it's best to get the statement and everything in as early as possible, in case you start to look lazy. Tonight when Mum gets home I'm going to ask her for her credit card (would you believe it costs £17 to send the form? How stupid! Imagine if you got all rejections; that would be like paying to get REJECTED. That would suck). Anyway, yeah, I'm hopefully therefore going to get that sent off later, then, and tonight I'm taking my sister up to see Derby Moor. Because we moved house, we're now in the catchment area for DM, even though I went to Littleover, which is the better schoool. We're hoping she'll get into LCS, but if she doesn't then DM is her only option, so it'll be good for her to have a look around so she can convince herself that the school isn't as bad as she thinks... Even if it is pretty bad. :/

Tonight I also have two pieces of homework to do, but that's okay. As soon as we get back from the open evening I'll get those done, and then I can work on another character sketch I started earlier. It's another AC scene with her mother, but this time it's set during and just after her mother's funeral. I thought it might be interesting to introduce Q as a character in this environment, because until now I haven't done anything with her in it.

I should probably cut this blog short now, actually. I'm due to go to back to school in three minutes for my last lesson of the day (I had lunch time off), and I've got a history lesson to work on my individual assignment. I'm studying Witchcraft in Early Modern Europe, so it's pretty awesome getting to work on it. I get to listen to music while reading, too. :D

Anyway!! Really now. I'm off. I might blog again later, but if I don't I'll at least post a couple of those sketches I wrote last night.

Toodles. <3

posted by Kitty Taylor at 1:18 pm

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I'm a 23 year old female, who spends much too much of her time online, and in the book store. I'm in love with writing, and reading and anything mildly creative, really. In the future I'd like to write professionally, because it's something that I know would be perfect for me, but until I come up with best selling material that will keep me in the moneys, I think I'll just head for whatever I can get. Got contacts in the writing business? Let me know, I'd love to learn more about it.

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Why don't we paint

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And all that jazz

I'm gonna

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And roll my

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And all that jazz

Start the car

I know a whoopee spot

Where the gin is cold

But the piano's hot

It's just a noisy hall

Where there's a nightly brawl

And all that-

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But, oh, I love my life

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Kitty's blog is entirely fictional, and not based on anything real or otherwise. Oh hell. Who am I kidding? it's hard cheese facts of life. This is a NaNoWriMo (and other various writing-related) journal, to see more about this visit www.nanowrimo.org