November 1st
Now playing: P!nk - This Is How It Goes Down
Gonna run, gonna scream, gonna crawl down on your knees. When you realize that no one's gonna measure up to me, doesn't matter cause I'm over it now
I know, a slightly late blog for November 1st. What can I say? I was busy. =O
I stayed up until midnight and managed to get a good 3k written before actually going to sleep, and then got up relatively early to go to the regional meet. There were loads of us there, it was awesome. Though, we had to leave early because Alex wanted to get home. I hate that. I guess next week I can stop for as long as I like because she'll be working. Does it sound harsh that I don't mind that? :/ Oops. Oh well. It's November, I'm allowed to be a bitch.
After the regional meet Dad took us to the cinema at the Quad- because I hadn't stayed at the meet, I could go- and we saw Space Chimps. Sure, it wasn't the best movie ever but it made me laugh in quite a few places, and it had Kristin Chenoweth (blatantly playing the best part) in it, so that was a bonus. Then we went out to Markeaton Park for the anual bonfire celebration. It was a big early this year, and it absolutely pissed it down with rain. We got soaked.
By the time I got home I felt like a drowned rat, and not even in a good way if that could be taken in a positive light. >_>
Anyway! After that I stayed up until 2am and wrote another 7k. So, my total for the first day came to a nice, round, 10,000 words. I'm pretty happy with my wordcount, but, I think I need to figure out a way to get back into my story. I need to get more attached to my characters, get inside their heads. I used to be so good at it; what happened? :(
There will hopefully be another blog later to update progress. :D
As for now, perhaps a little excerpt.
“Morning Vee,” I greeted her. “Morning Cassidy.” Cassidy nodded a blonde head but said nothing in response. “There’s a bit of confusion and-” I felt the tears welling up again and had to bite my lip to stop myself from crying out.
“Oh, honey, what’s up?” Vivienne questioning worriedly, covering the distance between us easily and sweeping me into a hug. Of all the people that worked in the circus and sideshow- which helped to fund Madam Butter Rum’s crazy new candy ideals- Vivienne and her sister were the two that I felt were easiest to talk to. Some of the others scared me more than I’d like to admit, but aside from being incredibly talented with horses and stupidly flexible, neither of these two girls had anything about them that I could be scared of. Well, except for Cassidy’s obvious mental disarray which she explored through a classic stereotype known fondly among us as “blonde”.
“Everything,” I cried, wrapped my arms around her. She was nicer to hug than Q, and always seemed much more welcoming. “Look, the whole building is gone! The whole Emporium is gone, and nobody has a clue where it’s gone-”
“Gone?” Vivienne frowned, and then craned her neck to peer around the corner of her trailer to see the store. “Gone. Oh goodness. Cassie, look!” She turned to her sister and waved her arm frantically at the hole left by the building. “The whole damn building has disappeared!”
“Wow,” Cassidy mouthed, her jaw slackening as her blue eyes widened.
“Is that why you came over?”
“Yeah,” I nodded, sniffling. I wiped my nose on my sleeve and then shrugged my shoulders. “I wondered if any of you had heard anything; it can’t be possible for a whole building to disappear overnight and for nobody to have heard anything, can it?”
Vivienne cast a thoughtful look at her sister, who was still gawping at the spot where she could now see trees and church spires instead of concrete blocks, and then shook her head angrily. She seemed to be mad at herself, though I don’t think I could have said why.
“No, I didn’t hear anything. I slept like a baby all night. Cassie?”
“Nothing.”
“Oh,” I muttered. “Damn. Can you ask around? See if any of the lighter sleeper heard anything? We’ll meet at the Boheme in an hour and see what sense we can make out of all of this. I’ll head over and help Q get these kids home, and- make sure you get Kez to come over. He’ll know what to do.” Or at least, I hope he’d know what to do, since he was the Ringleader of the circus, and surely he had more power than any of us to decree our next actions.
As for me, I was utterly bewildered by the events of the morning, and my stomach was churning with the of effort of stopping myself from throwing up the breakfast I had eaten this morning. I’d known the tingling hadn’t been because of that curry.
Wordcount: 10,079
Gonna run, gonna scream, gonna crawl down on your knees. When you realize that no one's gonna measure up to me, doesn't matter cause I'm over it now
I know, a slightly late blog for November 1st. What can I say? I was busy. =O
I stayed up until midnight and managed to get a good 3k written before actually going to sleep, and then got up relatively early to go to the regional meet. There were loads of us there, it was awesome. Though, we had to leave early because Alex wanted to get home. I hate that. I guess next week I can stop for as long as I like because she'll be working. Does it sound harsh that I don't mind that? :/ Oops. Oh well. It's November, I'm allowed to be a bitch.
After the regional meet Dad took us to the cinema at the Quad- because I hadn't stayed at the meet, I could go- and we saw Space Chimps. Sure, it wasn't the best movie ever but it made me laugh in quite a few places, and it had Kristin Chenoweth (blatantly playing the best part) in it, so that was a bonus. Then we went out to Markeaton Park for the anual bonfire celebration. It was a big early this year, and it absolutely pissed it down with rain. We got soaked.
By the time I got home I felt like a drowned rat, and not even in a good way if that could be taken in a positive light. >_>
Anyway! After that I stayed up until 2am and wrote another 7k. So, my total for the first day came to a nice, round, 10,000 words. I'm pretty happy with my wordcount, but, I think I need to figure out a way to get back into my story. I need to get more attached to my characters, get inside their heads. I used to be so good at it; what happened? :(
There will hopefully be another blog later to update progress. :D
As for now, perhaps a little excerpt.
“Morning Vee,” I greeted her. “Morning Cassidy.” Cassidy nodded a blonde head but said nothing in response. “There’s a bit of confusion and-” I felt the tears welling up again and had to bite my lip to stop myself from crying out.
“Oh, honey, what’s up?” Vivienne questioning worriedly, covering the distance between us easily and sweeping me into a hug. Of all the people that worked in the circus and sideshow- which helped to fund Madam Butter Rum’s crazy new candy ideals- Vivienne and her sister were the two that I felt were easiest to talk to. Some of the others scared me more than I’d like to admit, but aside from being incredibly talented with horses and stupidly flexible, neither of these two girls had anything about them that I could be scared of. Well, except for Cassidy’s obvious mental disarray which she explored through a classic stereotype known fondly among us as “blonde”.
“Everything,” I cried, wrapped my arms around her. She was nicer to hug than Q, and always seemed much more welcoming. “Look, the whole building is gone! The whole Emporium is gone, and nobody has a clue where it’s gone-”
“Gone?” Vivienne frowned, and then craned her neck to peer around the corner of her trailer to see the store. “Gone. Oh goodness. Cassie, look!” She turned to her sister and waved her arm frantically at the hole left by the building. “The whole damn building has disappeared!”
“Wow,” Cassidy mouthed, her jaw slackening as her blue eyes widened.
“Is that why you came over?”
“Yeah,” I nodded, sniffling. I wiped my nose on my sleeve and then shrugged my shoulders. “I wondered if any of you had heard anything; it can’t be possible for a whole building to disappear overnight and for nobody to have heard anything, can it?”
Vivienne cast a thoughtful look at her sister, who was still gawping at the spot where she could now see trees and church spires instead of concrete blocks, and then shook her head angrily. She seemed to be mad at herself, though I don’t think I could have said why.
“No, I didn’t hear anything. I slept like a baby all night. Cassie?”
“Nothing.”
“Oh,” I muttered. “Damn. Can you ask around? See if any of the lighter sleeper heard anything? We’ll meet at the Boheme in an hour and see what sense we can make out of all of this. I’ll head over and help Q get these kids home, and- make sure you get Kez to come over. He’ll know what to do.” Or at least, I hope he’d know what to do, since he was the Ringleader of the circus, and surely he had more power than any of us to decree our next actions.
As for me, I was utterly bewildered by the events of the morning, and my stomach was churning with the of effort of stopping myself from throwing up the breakfast I had eaten this morning. I’d known the tingling hadn’t been because of that curry.
Wordcount: 10,079
I'm gonna rage, stay out really late, gonna hang with all my friends you hate...
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