Limited posts, for that I am sorry

I know I've bee a tad quiet these past weeks. Well, very quiet since this is the first time I've posted something in well...12 days. I guess I've been a bit preoccupied with school and people and the whole life in general. Honestly I didn't think how much I wanted school to end until Bridgette mentioned it. Every week seems to be getting longer and everyday slower. I'm thinking about year 11 and the future and what happens if I fail.

Failure is a common thing. It happens a lot. A great man told me on Wednesday that he wished he could be the one of those kinds of people who don't give up, who keep going. And he became that person. I'm thinking about that too. I can't remember what his name was but he lost both his legs in a car accident when he was 17 and now says he couldn't be happier. Not because he lost his legs but because he realised how great life can be.

I also watched a video yesterday night. This book series Skulduggery Pleasant is being made into a very low budget film by a tiny company called Treestump Films. Which I may add is just an adorable name. But anyway I watched an interview with the writer, director and editor, and two fellow actors and discovered that he is only twelve years old! Isn't it odd how when I was around his age, or maybe just a tad younger, my first sparks of creativity emerged. I began writing and reading; I became interested in photography and of late, I've become extremely interested in film to the point where I have decided it to be a worthy career. I think film is great for me because I can be creative but also express kinds of emotion I don't feel like I an express. Film is just a story where you see expression right in front of you rather then trying to imagine it. I guess it's great for people who have never felt a particular emotion before and can't picture what it might look like. I think this the reason I love art as well because sometimes I have trouble recognising emotions and figuring out what they mean. Film helps me do that.

After watching the interview I immediately brought up a rather old idea myself and Bridgette came up with over six months ago at a party in Mossman Park. It's a simple idea really if you can get through to the audience what it means and also if we were to shoot it (that is if I can finish writing it) we'd be able to do at school. Which you know, helps because I always picture scenes there. I created an entire death scene with the help of Bridgette and an old friend, Charlotte, to our music department. So we'd have to film it there otherwise it would make no sense.

Anyway I found another more personal project today which I based in Fremantle. It's a comedy about young people trying to be young people mixed in with the idea of young love. I was told by my brother yesterday at dinner that I think as though I'm older then I am. This touched me in a nice way. It's one the nicest things someone has said to me in a long time basically because I knew it, I just didn't know what it was. Well, since I've devised an entire scene for that project as well, to the sounds of Eels, I think I should definitely keep writing. Also I want to continue with How I Live Now but probably after I actually finish something of my own. If I do that then I know I can finish something.

That's an achievement.

I love Meg Rosoff

My favourite novel of all time I think is always going to be How I Live Now by Meg Rosoff. I have never in my short nearly fifteen years of life read anything as beautiful as this. Something as small as life and love captured from the point of view of someone so broken but unable to express it in a way that isn't destroying herself. I know attention seeking is bad but whenever I read this I can't help but feel for the protagonist, Daisy, who starves herself for her father's love. And when she is sent away to England to stay with cousins and an aunt she has never met, you can see her pain and anger almost fall away because of the love for these people, and for this place.

Of course there is a war and heartbreak and more pain and loss, but even after everything, this character can accept it all and keep going because of something she has found. Irony is a wonderful word.

I can't help but use this novel as a guide for anything I want to create in words because even if the grammar isn't perfect it has an honesty about it that I think most writers struggle to find. It's almost like thinking of your own beliefs and what you would do in that kind of situation and describe those feelings in a way that isn't like word vomit.

I have nearly completed the current situation in which my new EPIC novel is based. I'm trying to get an idea of exactly where my characters are and how they would feel in the situation they are in. If I can prove their feelings are genuine through their words and actions, I think I would be proud. Even if my book is never completed I would know I have achieved something very few people have. Of course this achievement will be based on my own opinion on it but, I'm writing for me, aren't I?

Demon/human/angel warriors fight against Cain in my new epic novel...

Trying to put aside the gloomy mood I've been prone to of late...while casually skimming through the Skulduggery Pleasant Site I came upon what I thought was a game - it actually turned out to be a recruitment agency that signed up new munchkins. I can honestly say I was intrigued. This led to creating a character to be a part of this Munchkin Army who ended up looking rather...bad ass. And in my artistic mood, with the help of some melancholy music, Cartya was created. The decendent of the Takara family, an ancient line of Takya warriors, Cartya is part demon, part human, part angel. She has retractable fangs (demon trait), a conscience (human trait), and is unusually skilled in incantations and spells (angel trait). Takya warriors look basically human. Some have more noticeable traits such as complete black eyes, wings or weirdly shaped feet. Some more demon-like warriors may even have black blood.

I would like to add that this was created within the space of an hour, I actually feel quite proud.

Anyway, Cartya is likely to face many death defying adventures and awkward romances because at this very moment I have a great urge to begin writing her story. So far I have written a basic description of her kind. Name searching is great fun! (Names) I have also written a family tree based on the Takara family. Cartya has a brother named Cardya. From great Mormon traditions (inspired by Stepehenie Meyer, eh...) Takya name their children based on the two parents names. For example: Cartya and Cardya's parents are Cadan and Atsuya. Make sense?

Anyway, no plot posting from me. I haven't succeeded that far and even if I had, no one will know about it just yet. Copyright fears.

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