Senti and Interview With A Fire Demon

So I was looking over my old posts, and I had a lump in my throat when I realised that all the effort I'd gone to, all the seriously good writing that I had put into my blog posts had gone completely and utterly to waste. Because, honestly, no one cares.

Mysterious Forest

This was the sucky poem I wrote/thought I wrote back in tenth. I think I wrote it, because it genuinely came to me when I was staring at a blank page. But it's kind of good, or so I think, so I can't possibly have written it.

Three minute Post

So, and forgive me my typos since I literally have three minutes before the network shuts down courtesy a little thing called LAN ban, I thought I'd see how much I could write in three minutes, and of what caliber the post would turn out to be. Turns out I can barely turn out a coherent post, and even then, the LAN shuts off before I can post it.

Peace, people. :)

The Name Of The Wind and Up

So, once again, you think, this silly's going to put up a post detailing her (let's face it) unwanted opinion on books. Well, it's true. I've been reading what's called the Kingkiller Chronicles, which is slowly and spellbindingly leading up to(one must assume) the killing of the king. I don't know why I love Kvothe so much, but it's probably because he's a character whom so much has been put into. So much life, so much love. So much intelligence and charisma, that he never fails to impress. And so much ambition that half the time he falls flat on his face. Well, anyway, I love him. And it's his bir 


Ahem. So anyway... Kvothe is good. No other character is as fleshed out as him. Denna sort of aggravates me by the end of book two, but she's got up wound tightly on her little finger, and he doesn't seem to get her yet, so for that I should be grateful. Devi I like. Devi should probably have been the interest, but I can see why that   wouldn't be feasible. Sim and Will, too, are very sound, very very good characters. The world hasn't been explained, though, since the premise of the book is that he's telling the story to someone who already knows the place well. We don't, but our meagre knowledge of faeries can get us through easily.

I also watched Up. Up is good. Very good. Almost too good, some may say. I don't. I've watched it like three times and I totally adore it each time. Russell is still delightfully gullible, Mr. Fredrichson is still funny, Kevin serves as comic relief, and Doug makes me want to cry.

"I will have the bird and I will bring it back to camp. And you will like me."

*sniff* every darn time.

Oh, and-

"I was hiding under your porch because I love you."

and-

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and-



"I do not like the cone of shame."

Leaving you with this awesome photo, goodbye!

BdK

PS. In other news, I am alive and kicking, after two totally-awesome-staying-up-all-night-helping-people-all-day fests, our college cultural fest, better known as Mood Indigo, and technical fest, known as... well, Techfest. They were super cool, and I learnt all sorts of new things and met all these great people and *is singing though you can't hear her* was. just. great. Love you, IITB. Can't wait for next year. Wooh. College is really as fun as it's supposed to be.

Why I Can't Write... And Why I Do

Heavy Title, isn't it? But the truth's the truth.

I can't write.

I have ideas all the time. They plague my dreams. I get up in the morning and, furiously brushing my teeth, try to fix the details in my mind. The stranger, the more surreal, the better. I've had dreams that I'm scared of, about murderers and repressive societies that kill non-conformers. And I think, 'What a great idea!'. But I never remember too much. So sometimes my ideas are little gems; but I've never found the nugget or vein I'm looking for. Very, very rarely, I try to put several little gems together, to get one big pretty piece of jewelry, and then stick it together with some random glue, like new characters or convoluted relationships.

I work on my stories a lot, but never enough. When one's half-done, I switch to a newer, more exciting idea. I sometimes wonder if I'll ever finish a story. I guess I'll never know.

Okay, that's not completely true. I did complete a story once. Or twice.

A fanfiction, about Detective School Q and CLAMP School, was my first completed fic ever. Also the first that I ever put up online. If you want to look over it, it's fine. But remember, this was six years ago, and it is bad. (Not that I'm not proud of my twelve-year-old's scribblings. I am.)

Linky: My First Fanfiction 

Another one, which I was in the process of submitting to a beta-reader(not a very experienced one, 'tis true), was stored on the old home desktop and seems to be lost forever. Ah, I'll always remember you, my friend.

One more, a poem, that is not worth the paper it's written on, but somehow other people disagree.(Note: The last few lines, the 'you' parts, are all serious crap. The first few ones I like.)

Linky: Here it is.

Then there was the fanfiction I'll probably take to my grave. It was probably my best work so far, and I even thought of several alternate endings for it, but I was too embarrassed to put it up anywhere, or, heck, let anyone see it. FMEO. For my eyes only.

My last novel attempt. That one I'm genuinely proud of. But it's incomplete and not well-thought-out, and I want to improve it. I want people to read it---I... I...

I just had the most amazing idea! Thanks, people, you rock!! A kidnapping attempt is just what it needed!!

*heart* This is gonna be great, I enthuse in my mind, thinking of it even as my mom shouts for me in the background. I won't stop thinking, writing, writing, writing, until it's perfect. And then some.

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is why I write.

More updates on my uber-novel soooooon.

For now, goodbye.

BdK

PS: Hey, you! Yeah, you who I'm going to be conning into reading this blog this very afternoon! Let's have some fun! Let the MI begin!!

Christopher Paolini: Copycat! Copycat!

Eragon and Star Wars.

What have they got in common?

Oh, nothing. EXCEPT THE WHOLE PLOT.

I'm not actually kidding.

ASOIAF sjdhg

Yeah, I know. What the hell is up with that title?

Actually, it's the abbrev. of A Song Of Ice and Fire, by George R.R. Martin.