Out of Character

*thinking emoji*

I dislike writing fanfiction characters who are ooc. At the very least, if it’s going to be an AU they would have a semblance of their actual characteristics and personality shown in the story still.

So writing this third prompt fic is a challenge, as I’ve got characters I’m not familiar with but want to incorporate them into the story.

The woes of writing fanfictions I suppose, is not being able to capture the right and true essence of the characters involved when you’re new to them. That, and a lot of research needs to be done instead *sighing emoji*

Live Writing (and other Stories)

The months that’s passed has been nothing but me being an unproductive lump on the bed. And I’ve said this too many times before, so I’ll stop it right there.

So far in the past twelve days of July, I’ve managed to wring out about 4000 words of fiction; fanfiction, original stories and the like. It’s been a jumbled mess of different ideas and various inspirations, the sudden need to write this story and then right after that one. Juggling all that was difficult for a very long time, but I seem to have found a system in writing all and not just one?

On the post’s title, it’s something that came to my mind while I’m typing this (and writing out a short something too). I’ve seen people done live drawings before over the internet, when random people would make comments on the chat group while the artist works on their canvas. It looked fun and I wonder if the same concept can be applied to writing. You’d watch words come to life, how a writer paints their picture through the alphabet; a story in the making, literally.

(Could be boring all the same though.)

Hmm, what else was there? Oh yes! I had a short twitter conversation with one of my favourite authors! It wasn’t really much, just a quick comment being responded back and forth. Still, it seems unreal that I actually had a conversation with him (Mark Lawrence, author of the Broken Empire series for anyone curious).

It’s not all that I have to say and tell, but better to put those thoughts into posts of their own. So till my next post, I guess~

Quick Writings

What’s a better word than quick writings? I mean you have quick sketches and quick drafts; what about writings? Quick stories? Quick pieces?

I’ve been making a lot of those really. Impromptu stories, short and descriptive ones that are mostly based off of different fandom posts on tumblr or prompts made by writing blogs. It’s nice being able to work my creative gears like that. Although, it doesn’t really help my long term stories.

But hey, I’m writing again. That’s a victory in and of itself.

Ooh! And I’ve also got some photoshop edits done. They’re visual pieces often accompanied by a story caption.

Hope this creative streak lasts for a long while, it’d be great to get some work done finally.

Wake Up Call

Ahhh, hmmm.

Not exactly a common post type on this blog.

So, first off: I’ve graduated. About, around in March or February. And it’s been more than three or so months since. I did go apply for the local universities here but this year doesn’t seem to be my turn to get into any. Yet.

My dad says that I should make a move then, from my stagnant state of nothingness. Which is true. To say I’ve been complacent in my work, writing and life is putting it mildly. Keeping it short here, let’s just say I’m not the most independent of people and that when push comes to shove it’s the only time when I get my shizz together.

It’s been a struggle for me to be honest. You don’t break habits so easily. It’s become a habit to not read my books, to not write diligently and to not do something. I like being able to laze around, who doesn’t? But he’s right that I can’t be doing that every single day of my youth.

I’m past my teens. I’m watching my friends and ex-friends making something of their lives. Part-time jobs, hobbies and even military service. Meanwhile, here I am.

Dreams don’t happen just by wishing them; dreams don’t happen just by living out reality.

One of my favourite Kpop artiste, Moon Jongup once said this about his view on youth:

“Youth is the time for us to chase after our dreams, but there may also be instances where you become disappointed after achieving your goals. If being in our teens is when we figure out our calling, wouldn’t being in our twenties be a time where we look at our dreams and reality simultaneously?” 

My response? It’s so easy to say that our youth is when we are looking at our dreams and reality at the same time…but reality is such a scary thing, that I end up dreaming all the time…

It’s a quote that hits me hard though. I’m still in limbo about what I want to do and what I have to do.

Mmmm, I hope I do find a way to look at them both. I don’t want to live a life of being in hindsight again.

The Table of Procrastination

*snorts*

So I spent a good two to three days working on what I call a ‘comprehensive table of all my stories that I have thought of, planned on, thought of writing and writing on’. I normally make a lot of lists of what I write on (I LOVE LISTS) but at the rate I’m going at with my imaginings and dreaming it’s too many to do justice with just a list.

Tl;dr I procrastinated my writing again ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

But I do feel that it’s a wake up call for how I SHOULD START WORKING ON A SINGLE STORY AND NOT MAKE ANY MORE!

This table by the way, takes up two-and-a-quarter pages on MS Word. Oh my…

I’ll gladly put it up here or somewhere like on my Tumblr. I wonder if there’s someone willing to compare stories with me?

There and Back Again (Once More into the Fold)

I haven’t read a book in a long time. I would probably say it’s been a year or two, since I recall picking up Mark Lawrence’s Prince of Thorns to read and finish; but admittedly, I will say it’s been a long six years.

The hiatus stemmed from the fact that I had two major exams going on: my STEs (Sijil Thanawi Empat) and my GCE O Levels. That’s two full years of abstaining myself from reading fiction. It was definitely a struggle; I had a shelf full of books at my disposal at home and a lot of newly bought ones at the time! But alas, studies came first (and bore a sour fruit I will always remember).

It’s only midway through 2016 but I count it as the sixth year of my hiatus. It ended today.

Inheritance by Christopher Paolini was bought by me when it first came out in 2011, one of said new books mentioned earlier. I’ve only just started reading it today and I am GLORIOUSLY speed reading through it. I’ve forgotten that feeling of reading when imagining the words in my mind. But after my time dabbling in writing (the second reason for my long hiatus, I wanted to test my writing capabilities too), I’ve been picking up on an authors’ writing style too.

Maybe it came from my time reading online writers’ works, since most have a more poetic and descriptive style of writing. Short stories or ‘oneshots’ online have a tendency to feature that; longer and chaptered ones would have these too but at certain points only. Paolini, from the way he writes has this flair in his descriptions that make his work a joy to read: detailed enough to picture the whole scene step by step, a straightforward view of his story.

Wah, I really do miss blogging on here. I hope to start it up again, same with my reading.

Here’s to more future reads and better books to come!

To-Do: Writing

I’ve always been hounded on by people in achieving some sort of success in my writing; namely, finishing at least one book (for God’s sake!).

And that had been my goal for quite awhile, whenever I’m writing my stories or planning new ones. It wasn’t until a month prior did I realise that writing stories sucked time like how vampires sucked blood for a good reason.

Writing takes time because it needs to be a perfect and satisfying end-product. The process goes from planning to draft to work to edited work to re-edited work (the last one repeats itself a lot of times), until it is ready to be deemed publishable.

So, with this epiphany came acceptance: if I want to write I need to dedicate almost every fibre of my being to perfect my story. Time and freedom is what I don’t have now. One day, that one beautiful story will be achieved.

For now, writing is just another thing on my to-do list.

Evoking Darkness

I want to write creepy and angst. Something that’ll make my reader’s feel as if their heart’s are about to break and that there’ll be chills crawling up their spine. It’s something that I’ve never tried before since I don’t actually enjoy it myself. But the prospect in being able to evoke those emotions are so tempting.