nanowrimo

New term at school, and a whole new bunch of craziness. Mainly, because I'm seriously considering participating in the National Novel Writing Month. A 50,000 word novel in the month of November: 30 days. Would put a serious halt to my Catty series, but I am yet to hear back from Penguin Books, and it sounds rather challenging. Might actually be fun. Who knows? So I'll be signing up today. It'd be great to get some support, but anyway, hopefully I can fit this in. I really want to fit this in. It's more quantity than quality, and anyway, I got an idea a couple of days ago that'd I'd been thinking about up until now. Perfect timing, or what?!

Fingers crossed.

Phooey.

It's been a little while since I've blogged, I'm ashamed of myself. :( I've managed to listen to the Coldplay album Parachutes, and am particularly addicted to the tracks "Don't Panic", "Shiver", "Sparks", "Trouble", "Parachutes", "We Never Change", "Life Is for Living" and "Carfeful Where You Stand". Parachutes has nothing on A Rush of Blood to the Head or Viva La Vida or Death and All His Friends, but it's still really good.

The school production was possibly an experience I'll always remember - not on the top of the list, but it's right up there! Plus I may actually do it again for the next one: being part of the backstage crew was awesome, just all the people I was able to meet and all the things I was able to do . . . just . . . wow.

Also went to the school ball last Friday, which is something I've never done. I enjoyed it heaps. :D

And as if dressing up last Friday wasn't enough, this Friday my Lit class gets to have a tea party, and dress up as our favourite literary characters! So I'm going as Luna Lovegood from Harry Potter - blonde wig,tacky glasses and all. What a great way to celebrate the end of the term . . . and the start of the holidays. This term was possibly the best one I've had in a while, excepting the last term of last year. :D

Busy, busy, busy.

So now that I've sent the book, I seem to be having ideas about a second, maybe even a third book. Like a trilogy. It's shaping itself so effectively that all I really have to do is fill the gaps! New sequences are just appearing to me, and I just HAVE to write them down, even at 2:30am. Although if the first one isn't all that successful, then . . . well . . . I may have to stop there. Here's hoping I don't have to.

Meanwhile, I'm helping backstage at the school production. :D Should be a lot of fun. Also, been watching clips at juliansmith.tv and this guy is AWESOME. Highly recommended. SUBSCRIBE.

Nothing much, really.

I've had a bunch of stuff due this week. And then the cold monster had to rear its ugly head. *cue horror music* The pressure to have Superman's immunity during the school year is way too . . . overestimative. Yuck.

Hopefully I get better soon. Hopefully.

I've also applied for a job. Fingers crossed for that one, too.

For every girl.

For every girl that hopes beyond hope, that wishes beyond her wildest dreams, that reads beyond words.

For every girl that's had her hopes crushed, her wishes stomped on, her words burnt beyond saving - right in front of her very eyes.

For every girl that's never been held affectionately other than by a relative, never been kissed, never considered herself worthy of a second thought - and knows it's something they want to experience - and yet, none of these has happened. So she wonders if there's something wrong with her, when in actual fact, someone may be thinking about her that exact moment - but is too scared to act because of what others may think.

For every girl that's ever fallen asleep only in hopes of dreaming, a la "Blind" by Lifehouse.

For every girl that's ever stared into a mirror at home or school or work for seemingly hours at a time, unable to see the beauty, only capable of finding the flaws.

For every girl that's ever stared into a mirror at home or school or work for seemingly hours at a time, obsessively fixing themselves up for a possible ten second encounter with the object of their emotions and thoughts.

For every girl that's ever tried to forget him, really tried, only to come full circle.

For every girl that's dissected every word, every action, tried to see beyond the surface, unsure of anything after days, weeks, months . . . even years.

For every girl who embarrasses herself constantly and uncontrollably - stuttered, tripped, blushed, dropped things - in the presence of a certain person.

For every girl who - even for a second, no matter how healthy she may be - doubted her body weight and appearance.

For every girl that's had someone overestimate her, and had to disappoint them - she is who she is, and says "Here I am".

For every girl that people expect the best of, but never believe in, she has good results academically, only to be cruelly slandered behind her back: her only crime being that she's achieved better.

For every girl that's ever been under pressure - from parents, siblings, friends, peers, co-workers - and felt out of control, buried in agony and torment.

For every girl that's worked so hard, whether it's on who she is, or a job they may have stuck at all day, only to be upstaged and pushed into the background, unheard.

For every girl that's ever dreamt of her Prince Charming - to wait around for him to sweep her off her feet - only to realise he's just that, a dream.

For every girl that's felt all alone, even in a crowded mass of people. No one can possibly understand how she feels: unless they're her. All she wants is for someone to be brave enough to approach, just step up and give her the comfort she needs.

For every girl that's read this and found that she can relate to this in more ways than one - you are not alone. We ALL feel this way. We might not show it - not even let slip that we even understand - but we all do, more than we should.

This is for you.

Catty: In the works!

I finally put my book Catty in the mail about four days ago, and I got confirmation that it was recieved today (had to enclose a postcard, and they sent it back), so WOOOO. Here's hoping.

Listening to different music lately, with some suggestions from friends. These are awesome. :D

Other than that, nothing really to blog about. Oh, except I made lemon meringue pie in food tech today, and I'm about to try some. Let's see if I've done it right. :P

(8) The Hardest Part/Postcards From Far Away, from the new live Coldplay album.

Okay, so why do I feel so crap lately?

Haven't had the energy to do much since the term's started. I'm constantly feeling drained. Even the simplest things are getting harder to do, like living through each day is a strenuous running race. Getting to the end of each day is a big relief - but then I wake up, and I have to go through it all over again. Fantastamatic. It's getting old.

In a way I can relate to 'The Hardest Part' by Coldplay (must I say, the live LeftRightLeftRightLeft version is breathtaking!). "Everything I know is wrong, everything I do, it's just comes undone, and everything is torn apart . . ." - like, I don't know, it's as if I can't really do much any more. I try to do things and they just unravel. It's incredibly frustrating.

The super intense dreams haven't stopped, either - so everything just feels hazy and foggy. My memory hasn't been fairing well. If I try to think too hard, I end up with a headache.

On the other hand, the music video for "Strawberry Swing" by Coldplay came out yesterday. Pure awesomeness, I recommend it.

And I've been rewatching Supernatural, the last episode I watched being "Playthings". The beauty of it is that I'd totally forgotten the scene where Sam gets drunk. Hilarious. :D

Anyway, see you on the flipside.

Back to school . . . with some wishes on the side.

"Why didn't I just walk away? Oh right, because I'm an idiot." One of Jacob's chapter titles in Breaking Dawn. LOVE.

Yeah, school. Blah. Bright side, I've started Lit, a subject I've wanted to do since a year or so ago. It's sooo much more fun than English. :D

On the other hand? Things are slowing down. Time's starting to lull. It's really weird. So I'm kind of . . . well . . . out of it. :P

So, crazy rant/wish list.

I wish . . .

• That time would speed up
• People with even a crumb of talent or intellect get the recognition they deserve.
• Pressure, any kind, could be non-existent.
• That I could be taller. Even just a couple of inches, I'll be happy with that.
• That kids in developing countries don't have to die for the sake of rich people enjoying mansions and cars and jacuzzis. That's just sick.

Michael Jackson, RIP.

Phrase of the week? "I SHALL WIKI YOU." (On someone who'd never heard of samosas).

Wow, he's really dead. This is weird. He's being compared to Elvis now. :P So many jokes are floating around. And he's influenced the world in such a way, that his death would never have gone unnoticed. CDs are selling out fast, as I've experienced first hand.

I practically grew up to a video complication of his songs. Beat It, Bad, Thriller, Don't Stop 'til You Get Enough, the list goes on.

Here's a playlist, although I would've preferred to have put up a video playlist - but I'm of yet to learn how to do so. :P Let me know if you want more added to it.

WHEEEEEEEEEE.

I feel like a baseball today: sore, cramped and tossed around. I'm definitely not going to sit in my emo corner at school any more. Speaking of, exams are finally OVER. The semester is OVER, and my Maths worries are OVER. I can finally start English Lit, which I couldn't do because it clashed with my compulsory Maths unit, which I'm dropping. :D :D :D

Holidays. Winter holidays. I love winter.

What to do, what to do? The answer? Reading for Lit. I've finished The Catcher In The Rye, found it to be very abstract and surprisingly adult. :

A Streetcar Named Desire, I read it when I got it because I made the connection between the play and the Simpsons episode, and I was very curious. This book also included the play The Glass Menagerie, and so I read that too. Found myself identifying with Laura, so strange and different that a guy caller can't find her attractive.

Which leaves Much Ado About Nothing. And I studied this play a couple of years ago.

My book Catty is finished, with the latest draft standing at 26,000 words. And I only just realised that I thought the writing would be hard, but getting published is the biggest difficulty I've ever faced. The main publishers I thought of aren't accepting unsolicited manuscripts. I even considered self-publishing with sites such as lulu.com and blurb.com, but these require money. :P

But I have found a potential: Penguin Books.

Some final touches to my manuscript, and I'll give them a try. Wish me luck? :)

A pre-exams rant for you all.

School this week. People ask me for all these answers. Answer to this and that. Even in Maths, which I'm pretty hopeless at. But I've had my own questions this week, and that's really shocked some people. How to react when someone who apparently knows the answers is asking questions themselves? For some, it's the apocalypse.

I don't rush home and study. NO WAY. I don't think I've picked up a school book outside of school for a couple of weeks! Probably a bad thing to say, considering we have exams next week, but I can't be STUFFED studying.

I hate how in society, even the tiniest amount of intellect in someone is condemned, not rewarded.

My brain is soooo cloudy right now, been having these super intense, vivid dreams lately. It's like I'm awake. But I can't tell you what they're about - I can't even remember them. I wake up, and ten seconds later I'm going, " . . . what the?"

Good luck, for those of you sitting exams. :P

Dogwalking.

I walked two dogs today. My grandma's called Harry, and our own called Jessie. Two different experiences altogether.

I found a problem with Harry. I'm not quite sure what breed he is, but he's too SMALL. Jessie's a Labrador. Harry actually TROTTED, and only for a block. I see why everyone wants them - to pose. :P I took Jessie straight afterwards. Boy, there was a difference. Pun intended. Harry's a boy. He lifted his leg up at everything. I mean, EVERYTHING.

Jessie's a girl. Not so macho. Plus, she was actually eager for a walk. She set off on a gallop straight off. I always keep up with her by running. :D

There's always these annoying kids down our street that ride up and down on scooters, they're just annoying. We met them about a block in - they all had to get out of the way. They were SCARED. "WOAH, that's a big dog."

Actually felt like I accomplished something today when I got home exhausted.

The Theo Therum/The Mishy Moo Rule

Mel wanted me to put up my bitch theory, so here it is: The Theo Therum (otherwise known as the Mishy Moo Rule rofl) I did come up with this theory while attending an all-girls' school, so excuse the 'she's and 'her's.

Like every theory, this one has exceptions, but I'll get to those in a minute.

Girls get bored in their own environment if they're there for a few years. So they feel the need to bitch and gossip. Torment people. For FUN. May seem like an exaggeration, but if you get the short end of the stick, you'll know exactly what I'm talking about.

The main point is that if you've been to more than two schools (primary and secondary), you're not a bitch. More than two schools, you've started over at least once. It's pretty daunting.

The exceptions?
-You've been to only two schools, but you're not bored with yourself. You're happy. :D
-You've been to more than two schools and you've still ended up as a bitch.

So there you have it. Agree or disagree, but it's been proven.

Homework avoidance at a new level.

So, I'm about to wash the dishes while listening to Paramore. And just casually shove the homework pile into a dark shady corner - at least until tomorrow, anyway. :P New playlist included below, knock yourself out. Especially loving "Crushcrushcrush" (especially on the live version, at 0:32-0:36 "Oh, it makes no sense at all") and "That's What You Get".

(8) So won't you fly with me?

Exams are coming up. BOO. Nonetheless, I couldn't be happier. I expected school to go really slow, but the weeks are all but flashing by, faster by the week. Any second, I'm going to blink and it's going to be the end of the semester. Crazy.

And I couldn't be any happier than this.

Whoopie.

So, the title of my next story, continuing off the one I just wrote, I've decided it'll be called Disperse. Sounds classy, but it isn't. As I said in an earlier post, Lucas is a much more dominant character and has more personality, you could say. Shelly/Tim, of course. I'm just hoping it doesn't come off as a High School Musical kind of thing. *shiver*

I've sorted myself out. Everything happens for a reason. If something does/does not happen, then that's that.

Anyway, I'm back from Melbourne, and I come bearing photos! Mostly real life places where Catty takes place: HERE.

"Breakeven" by The Script (track number six on the playlist) recommended while reading this scene. Or going to Southbank.

WOW.

Okay, "Undone" by Lifehouse has to be one of THE best songs I've ever heard. Both lyrically and musically. See my Lifehouse playlist.

(8) A Rush of Blood to the Head by Coldplay

This week has passed so quickly, and I've felt so many emotions that have overwhelmed me: disappointment, happiness, regret, surprise. And for once, all these feelings have added up, leaving me with one main thing: confusion. I hate being confused.

So the song that I've titled this blog with is something that I've been listening to lately. It's giving me an opportunity to think things out.

While lying on my bed listening to this song, I found myself staring at the ceiling - something I haven't done for a VERY long time. My first thought was to decorate it, as I haven't really done much with my room since moving. Harry Potter posters or something.

It's interesting how such a dull, white ceiling can be differently interpreted depending on your current mood.

And this wave of confusion has such bad timing. Hopefully by my next post, all this will be cleared up.

In the meantime, I'm going to Melbourne this weekend. Such overwhelming happiness and sadness hits me just thinking about it.

Get me out of here!

Okay, public speaking. I'm not used to that much attention. So public speaking, as you'll probably guess, scares the hell out of me.

English class today, tried to talk about global warming in front of the class. Ended up feeling like Mia in The Princess Diaries. The first thought that jumped into my mind when I saw all those eyes?

HOLY SHIT.

I'm just hoping I did okay, but I was SHAKING. It was unbearable. I'm still recovering.

HOLY SHIT.

(8) Come Back Down by Lifehouse

When you come back down . . . if you land on your feet, I hope you find a way to make it back to me.

Rewatching Smallville reignited my love for Lifehouse. So I made a seperate playlist with all the songs that appeared on Smallville. The song "Everything" actually inspired me for Catty's ending.

LOVE.

(8) Oh love don't let me go . . .

Lately I feel like I've been torn in two. I'm yearning to see Melbourne and friends and family that live there, but I'm getting to know everyone at school. Everything's great, and I'm feeling the benefits of being a senior (study periods = YAY).

Lately I've been listening to "Life In Technicolor ii" by Coldplay, and for me it's probably the track that will remind me of this year when I look back on it. So many things are happening to me - not including exams and SACs and stuff. :

My life is finally taking off. And "Life In Technicolor ii" really describes this feeling accurately.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RxmH4v0DJiQ

There's a wild wind blowing
Down the corner of my street
Every night they're headlights glowing
There's a cold world coming
On the radio I heard
Baby it's a violent world

Oh love don't let me go
Won't you take me where the street lights glow
I can hear it coming
I can hear the sire of the sound
Now my feet won't touch the ground

Time came a creeping
Oh and time's a loaded gun
Every road is a ray of light
It goes on
Time only can lead you on
Still it's such a beautiful night

Gravity released me
And don't ever hold me down
Now my feet won't touch the ground

(8) Shut Up And Let Me Go by The Ting Tings

The world can be such a cruel and upsetting place.

Everyone has future dreams, but statistically only a few people really fullfill them in their lifetime. Children are abused, war is declared for the stupidest reasons ("Said I'm going to buy a gun and start a war, if you can tell me something worth fighting for" {A Rush Of Blood To The Head by Coldplay}) and innocent people suffer for others' greed and pride. People are seperated from loved ones, people in unfortunate circumstances live in poverty while the rich enjoy five star hotels. Lives are ruined for the sake of it.

It's not fair.

I want to do something. I really do. I want to change the world. Social divides to disappear, criminals getting their just desserts, people to be happy and to live their lives the way they want with no one holding them back.

And I hope I'm not alone in this.

Catty: Draft #2

Okay, so I've added another Shelly/Tim scene in the library - Shelly goes to check out a stack of books for an assignment and comes across Tim: they find out they have studies scheduled at the same time, and they bond briefly. This is before all the major stuff, but at least after they meet, somewhere in between.

I also made the Heather/Lucas pairing a bit more pronouced - the school treats them like a celebrity couple (which the couple don't object to) and giving them more of a bond, I guess. Though they'll never really compare to Shelly/Tim, that's for sure. I've done that purposely.

I've also named the chapters according to what happens in them, one worded: City, Attraction, Shattered and so on. So far, 19 chapters, 26,000 words.

I'm also thinking about a possible sequel. Early on, Lucas had been a more prominent character, but as Catty developed I ended up pushing him into the background. The next one, you'll see how Lucas copes from the events of Catty: and in a rather unusual way, too. That's all I'm saying about that. :D More Shelly/Tim conflict, of course, though it causes me almost physical pain to have to make conflict for the pair!

Working titles are Advance and Disperse.

I HATE HOMEWORK.

I HATE IT. I REALLY DO.

Sometimes, and I mean, RARELY, there's the occasional assignment that's really awesome, but the rest of the time? TORTURE. It's enough to put anyone off schooling.

High school is torture. I love the social aspect of it, seeing friends and stuff, (especially in senior years!) but the homework in senior years is pure hell. It's in ANY high school, world wide. And I know that exams and stuff are important for the future, but seriously, burying us in even more homework is NOT the solution.

As someone going from an all-girl school to a co-ed school this year, I think the transition has gone rather smoothly - I actually think this school has improved me socially for these first few months!

But the homework just sucks. I just wanted to vent.

The precious, fascinating art of multitasking.

There are so many funny instances in my life that involve multitasking - I guess you can say it's become an important life skill: not only for me, but it's become necessary in today's society. A teenager has to balance their social life with their homework pile and other catastrophes. An adult with a demanding job has to balance their family and financial issues. Even little kids play with many different toys at the same time.

One instance of my multitasking was at the end of last year, when I was about to move away from Melbourne. I'd finished school for that year, and I was doing work experience with a workers' union (incredibly satisfying work). By day I would work, then I would take the public trasport straight to the plaza on pay day, and buy Christmas presents for the friends I was moving away from (waaaa, I miss you guys), then come home and wrap them while MSNing and listening to new albums.

Another instance was doing my history assignment (bah) on T.S. Eliot. Looking for information while drinking soup and meanwhile listening to my Coldplay albums. And blogging.

I should be an octopus in a future life. Maybe I was one in a past life. :D

Tell me instances of your multitasking! Looking forward to it. :)

Coldplay

THE BEST BAND IN EXISTENCE. Though that's just my opinion. Extraordinary music. Powerful lyrics. It's also Shelly's favourite band in Catty, and a lot of their songs made it onto the playlist. I myself, of the four albums currently out, have the last three albums (A Rush Of Blood To The Head, X&Y and Viva La Vida), and am planning to buy their earliest one soon (Parachutes). Also have the EP Prospekt's March, and it's definitely worth buying. Honestly, they're wonderful. I wish I'd seen them live when they'd been in Melbourne. One of my biggest regrets. Hopefully they'll do a tour for the next album in a couple of years' time.

Favourite tracks:

• ALL of Prospekt's March
• Politik, In My Place, God Put A Amile Upon Your Face, The Scientist, Clocks, Warning Sign (A Rush Of Blood To The Head)
• ALL of X&Y
• ALL of Viva La Vida
• Yellow, Don't Panic (Parachutes)

MUST LISTEN.

PS: The iTunes commercial advertising Viva La Vida? Totally awesome. Mindblowing. A must see.

Jonas Brothers

Okay, I know that a lot of people prefer to hate these guys, call them Disney sellouts, but these guys are really great. Fantastic lyrics, catchy music - they're just plain addictive. I myself was requested these guys while songfic-ing and LOVED their song SOS, which encouraged me to get that album (Jonas Brothers) and encouraged me to get their next album (A Little Bit Longer). They are VERY inspirational - in fact, several of their tracks are in the official Catty playlist.

LOVE LOVE LOVE.

Tracks of theirs that I love:

• SOS
• Hold On
• Goodnight and Goodbye
• Australia
• Games
• When You Look Me In The Eyes
• Inseperable
• Just Friends
• Hollywood
• Burnin' Up
• Shelf
• Lovebug
• Can't Have You
• Video Girl
• Got Me Going Crazy
• A Little Bit Longer

. . . okay, I'm definitely buying the next album, Lines, Vines and Trying Times. I'm hooked.

Go listen.

SUPERNATURAL IS BACK.

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.

Honestly, this is the best news ever. Aussies, I won't blame you for going over the moon about this. I am, anyway. :S

Supernatural was taken off LAST YEAR, and it's been announced that it is returning on Monday May 4th at Channel Ten, 9:30pm. FINALLY.

This calls for celebratory Eye of the Tiger.

"Lies" by McFly

This particular song is EXACTLY what I mean when I was talking about the injustice in the world. The lyrics are so meaningful, and the video isn't bad either. LOVE. LOVE LOVE LOVE.

Anyway, happy listening!

Back to school. Blegh.

Yeah, it's back to school. Nothing much exciting. I had to miss a day for the Gold Coast holiday, and now I have to go back to school.

I had an epiphany about the world. It's pretty corrupt. No, it's VERY corrupt. Ever picked up rubbish because you WANTED to, not because you were told to? So many people don't bother about that, and they miss the point entirely. Melbourne friends have heard this before (and I guess it rubbed off on me), but it's putting people below you, to have to FORCE themselves to clean up after you. Disgusting. And I'm not just saying that because it's usually me.

What I'd like to say is that I'm sorry for any injustice I caused. I'd like to reverse it if possible. And I want to help people, I really do.

Shelly's holiday to the Gold Coast

Wow. Gold Coast. It's like Vegas in paradise. Oh, wait, there was a shop by that name. My first real holiday. My first time on a plane. Gold Coast is just . . . WOW.

The plane ride going I was panicked. Very. The plane coming back was a LOT better.

A sad visual of today's world. Taken at Melbourne Airport.

Highlights:

• The Superman Escape ride at Movie World. OMG. FANTASTIC. A must. YOU MUST. WOW. I went on it twice. Read at the link if you want specifics. I APPROVE.
• Seeing a LOT of people drunk on Saturday night. They were funny.
• Melbourne Airport is GREAT. Endless shopping bliss.
• Waiting for queues for Wet 'n' Wild. Those queues were CRAZY. One of them I was in for half an hour!
• Our room. It was VERY nice.

• Passing the Clock Hotel when the clock struck. That turned heads.

And yeah. I think that's everything. Had a great time. Next stop, America. When I can get the money. :D

Supernatural

Seriously, this TV show is tied with NCIS in my book. Really, LOVE.

All the Supernatural creatures involved are just fantastic. Every episode is golden, and I use this show when referring to borderline gore: lots of shows either have too much or too little. Supernatural gets it spot on. Well, NCIS does too, but Supernatural is number one.

The Winchester brothers. Sam and Dean. I'm a Sammy girl myself. :D

Really, this show is just beyond awesome. Buy the DVDs. Watch on TV. Enjoy the awesomeness. :)

Only one problem: Channel Ten are currently concerningly behind compared to the US. We've only seen the first few of season four, and from what I hear, the US are almost finished. GRRRRR. Nothing could make me more seriously pissed. I'm sure I'm not the only one over here who feels this way, either. The Channel Ten Supernatural section has been filled with comments of dismay and threats, pointing out the loss of viewers, begging the channel to bring our favourite boys back.

This sucks. Big time. BRING IT BACK.

Summary (tv.com): Supernatural stars Jensen Ackles and Jared Padalecki as Dean and Sam Winchester, two brothers who travel the country looking for their missing father and battling evil spirits along the way.

Sam Winchester is a college student bound for law school, determined to escape his family's past - unlike his older brother, Dean. Ever since they were little their father has been consumed with an obsession to find the evil forces that murdered his beloved wife, in result recruiting and training his two young sons to help him in revenge. They have grown up as hunters of the supernatural. Sam escaped under the premise of going to college, and now has a happy life with his girlfriend, Jessica, and a promising future career. Dean, however, stayed behind with his father to join him in his "hunting".

Dean goes to Sam for help when their father goes missing. Now Sam must join his brother to find him. His one weekend trip to search for the missing John Winchester becomes an ongoing quest after a horrible tragedy ruins any thought of a happy life for Sam.

The two brothers, bound by tragedy and blood to their mission, travel across the country encountering terrifying and dangerous forces most believe to be nothing but superstition and folklore, such as the Lady in White, the Indian beast known as the Wendigo, Phantom Travelers who cause plane crashes, Bloody Mary, vampires, demons and many more.

From Warner Bros. Television Production Inc. in association with Wonderland Sound and Vision, with executive producers McG (Charlie's Angels, The O.C.), writer/executive producer Eric Kripke (Boogeyman) and Robert Singer (Midnight Caller).

Catty: Draft #1

I printed a first draft of Catty a little while ago, and every now and then I would pull it out and go through all my mistakes/write more material, but I would only get about five minutes! Yesterday I really attacked it, pointing out mistakes and replacing words with better ones. It was a little painful to have to detach myself from it and attack it, but that was the only way I could really edit it properly.

(New snippets are in italics)

Tim glanced around then, and spotted Shelly.
In that instance, time stopped.
Shelly's knees turned to jelly.
Student's voices became lower, monster-like. Movements besides her own and Tim's became slower, resembling snails.
Tim's eyes locked onto her own; bright, grass green, confident, happy. And unobstructed by his glasses.
And to Shelly, those were all that existed to her.

Junk like that. I won't be putting up more today. But the book is REALLY moving along.

"Strange and Beautiful (I'll Put A Spell On You)" by Aqualung

FANTASTIC song. Beyond fantastic. The lyrics may come off as a bit obsessive, but the music cancels it out. It's wonderful, magically enchanting.

The song can be found here (although it's live, so it's no too great, but I couldn't find the acutal video because YouTube took it off for some reason), and I found a marvellous cover over here.

This is the very song that I set Exhaustion to (which can be found here), and quite rightly too - Violet suffers from insomnia as a result of losing Klaus and Sunny: and Quigley, who had been planning to propose to Violet, can't cope properly. It ends in tragedy, but the song fits right in, right down to the lyrics.

I find this particular verse ironic, if it's from Quigley's point of view. Violet can't fall asleep, and therefore "can't realise that she loves him".

NCIS

Possibly one of the best shows ever. LOVE.

The crimes solved, Gibbs, Abby in general, McGee, Tony, Ziva and Kate when she was alive. It's ALL great. I can't express how much I love this show - though not the only one I love, I still love it equally.

The McAbby pairing might even be better than Quiglet.

The only bad thing is that Australia have the disadvantage for viewing new eps. We always get everything before America, which sucks tremendously. If anyone can give me links to watch them, please! They'll be welcome. Why can't we ALL get everything at the EXACT SAME TIME? It's not fair.

Summary (from Wikipedia):

NCIS is a television show that follows a fictional team of Naval Criminal Investigative Service Major Case Response Team (MCRT) special agents, headquartered at the Washington Navy Yard in Washington, D.C. It is described by the actors and producers (on special features on DVD releases in the USA) as being distinguished by its comedy elements, ensemble acting and character-driven plots.
NCIS is the primary law enforcement and counter-intelligence arm of the United States Department of the Navy, which includes the United States Marine Corps. NCIS investigates all major criminal offenses (felonies), those crimes punishable under the Uniform Code of Military Justice by confinement of more than one year, within the Department of the Navy. This can be seen when the “NCIS team” is frequently assigned to high-profile cases such as the death of the President's military aide, a bomb situation on a U.S. Navy warship, the death of a celebrity on a reality show set on a USMC base, terrorist threats, and kidnappings.
The “NCIS team” is led by Special Agent Leroy Jethro Gibbs (Mark Harmon). Gibbs’ team is composed of Special Agent and Senior Field Agent Anthony DiNozzo (Michael Weatherly), Special Agent Timothy McGee (Sean Murray) and Mossad Liaison Officer Ziva David (Cote de Pablo), who replaced Caitlin 'Kate' Todd (Sasha Alexander) when she was shot by Ari Haswari (Rudolf Martin) at the end of season two. Ari himself is then killed by his half- sister Ziva in the beginning of season three. The team is assisted in their investigations by Chief Medical Examiner Donald "Ducky" Mallard (David McCallum), Forensic Specialist Abby Sciuto (Pauley Perrette) and Assistant Medical Examiner Jimmy Palmer (Brian Dietzen).
NCIS is currently led by Director Leon Vance (Rocky Carroll). The first Director seen in the series, Thomas Morrow (Alan Dale) left after a promotion to Deputy Director of DHS. Jenny Shepard (Lauren Holly) was appointed Director after Morrow; she was killed in a shootout at the end of the fifth season.

Vampires

A really good - no, GREAT - online application game. For those of you into the concept of being a vampire, this is an excellent roleplay. Many special abilities and the ability to turn your friends into vampires too - making an unstoppable, numerous clan to fight opponents. Go on missions, fight others, and one of the most rewarding features: turning people into vampires as your Minions (from bums and high school football teams to SWAT teams and law firms!). They supply you with an income per hour - of BLOOD (what else was it going to be?) - which you'll need to buy more abilities and minions.

This game has meters that refill your energy (for your missions), rage/health (for combat) gradually, and you need some patience for this game - you CAN'T play this in a 2 hour block. Despite this, a fantastic game to play.

Avaliable as an application on MySpace and Facebook.


PS: Totally forgot about the avatars!
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Some of the clothes are great, but there's limited choice right now. The Zynga team are yet to release a new page for clothing, but this to your left is my current avatar. They're not bad right now, but the better ones must be awesome!

Happy Easter!

I hope you all have a good time eating chocolate and celebrating the Resurrection.

. . . I hope we'll all be resurrected at one point.

Catty Playlist

One thing unique about my writing is my music incorporation, and it hasn't stopped with the other of my works. Here I supply you with the official playlist for Catty. It's also avaliable on the main page, but not in its entity. You'll have to pop it out.

Enjoy.

Catty

Catty is the name of the book I am attempting.

It's about a girl called Shelly (I couldn't resist using the name) who doesn't care what people think. She, through the course of fate, meets her other half, finds that people can be very wrong in their thinking and finds that she has an inner darkness from within: perhaps as trauma from her unique history and particular lifestyle.

I put a lot of myself into Shelly: perhaps because I've always wanted to be able to act without consequence and not care what people think. But while writing this book I've realised that while not caring what people think is not necessarily bad, it cuts you off from feeling and understanding people altogether. And I don't want to live like that - no way.

The book is still in the works, but it's almost finished. Needs a lot of fine tuning and junk. But I want this message 'spread to the people', so to speak.

667 Dark Avenue

A brilliant website. In my opinion, it's probably the biggest Lemony Snicket fansite there can be: and I'm not just saying that because I'm a member.

The people are great, the design is great: it's just really great. I recommend it.

Post Euphoria/Pre-Dysphoria

The songfiction series after A Series of Quiglet Events, except less Quiglet focused, almost like an A Series of Quiglet Events 2.0.

Wider range of character development and fresh new music, but still with a hit of the Quiglet pairing.

A Series of Quiglet Events

The very songfiction series that really defined not only my writing career, but also myself.

Numerous artists, numberous chapters. All comments MUST go in this blog unless you're a memer of 667 Dark Avenue (if that is the case, please comment here).

Introduction

I'm Michelle, otherwise known as Shelly and Mishy Moo, but the latter is reserved for my favourite aunt and a couple of close friends.

Hey.

This is already weird.

I might talk a little about my writing. Songfics (for those reaching for the dictionary, that's fiction twined through song lyrics, so that they both fit: if you listen to the song while reading it, an almost emotional atmosphere is created) happen to be my specialty.

I used A Series of Unfortunate Events characters by Lemony Snicket as a big jump off, as being a member of 667 Dark Avenue (a big fansite about the series, and is still going strong after about three years since the series ended), where a majority of my writing - okay, most of my writing originated. For a couple of year I was fixated on the Quigley/Violet couple - and A Series of Quiglet Events was born: hence the name of this blog - quiglety madness . . . and beyond.

Now, almost three years later, things have turned into a whirlwind of colour and sound. Here I sit, typing these words. My 667er friends are possibly friends I've made for life as I close in on my 4th year anniversary as a member. The whirlwind is all the more unreal when I'm referred to as "the fanfic queen".

Truth is, I'm a teen who stumbled apon an effective way to express herself.

A Series of Quiglet Events is over now, but with about the equivalent of two years' worth of emotion captured in the work I love. Many people gave me grief about ending ASOQE, but they had no idea what it meant.

It's not an ending. It's a beginning.

Post-Euphoria/Pre-Dysphoria followed. Another songfiction series, but less Quiglet.

And I'm also attempting a book. Attempting is the key word.

Although this is a blog, it is like sailing off into uncharted waters - I don't know if it'll be read or not. But unless we take chances, we won't find what we're looking for. And I set up this blog because I know I want to look back on my life and be proud of my discoveries and work.

A diary is too conventional, too traditional.

And you can bear witness to my quest to discover myself.