It's the first official day of National Novel Writing Month. My story's plot hasn't been solidified save for vague goals and ideals I want to represent in the narrative. In the Microsoft Word document I've reserved for my story, the only text present is "1.", which I typed to signify the first chapter. This is not a good start.
My neighborhood, being a ways inland, avoided the destructive power Hurricane Sandy unleashed on the New Jersey shoreline. We only received moderate gusts and light rain throughout the night. Nevertheless, through standing outside a minute and sitting for far longer beside an open window, I could feel a difference in the winds; they were not the capricious breezes of springtime or autumn, but winds with a purpose. I offer my condolences to those who were hit hard by the storm. Hopefully recove
I will be away on a camping trip from this afternoon till sometime Sunday, so I won't be able to post in the RPG forum for that duration if anyone needs me.
I began reading Uncle Tom's Cabin last week and finished this morning. 'Twas a brilliant read (despite its overabundance of commas), one deserving of the title "classic". Its writing style, which reminds me of other old books such as Black Beauty and The Wind in the Willows, will greatly influence my writings in the near future.
This'll be a polarizing entry, but I am obligated to post it: Of Muse's latest album, The 2nd Law, the worst parts are the album cover, the electropop "Follow Me", and the curse word in "Panic Station". Otherwise, 'tis a great album.
Sometimes, when I'm idle, I get an urge to do something of great importance or usefulness; almost unfailingly, I am unable to think of something monumental to do or find the willingness to ponder further. I suppose the feeling is a side-effect of lethargy, an uneventful past month, and my continued procrastination on a novel I want to write, but vindicating its existence doesn't sweeten its taste. Before anyone says anything to this effect, no, homework does not count as useful or important in
Hey, all the cool kids are doing it. Ask me questions, I will answer the questions, and all our brains will be filled with a little bit more useless information.
It is my humble opinion, ladies and gentlemen of the forums of BZPower, that the debate of whether a glass is half empty or half full is a fruitless expenditure. To begin, the debate subject itself is rendered invalid from the start. Should a glass be filled to the halfway point, it already exists in both states being argued: half emptiness and half fullness. If half of the glass's volume consists of water, then it is obvious the remaining half of the glass's volume will be void of water. Le
I had my first guitar lesson today. I now have a diagram of all the open string notes, know the technique behind playing notes, and know how to play on the uppermost string an open E, F, F#, and G. However, there's a problem. When I play the strings... They. Keep. Buzzing.
You may not know that I've registered for an autumn C++ course at a local community college. If you didn't know, you do now. (Conversely, if you did know, get back in your seat and put your hand down.) My introductory class on Tuesday covered orientation and naturally concluded with all students writing an obligatory "Hello World!"-type message. #include <iostream>
using namespace std;
int main()
{
cout << "Welcome to C++ class!!!!\n";
return 0;
} Our next class broke down th
I managed to catch the tail end of Amazon's massive five-dollar-digital-album deal yesterday and bought a few: Plans by Death Cab for Cutie Tales from Topographic Oceans by Yes Clockwork Angels by Rush Les Friction by Les Friction Les Friction wasn't on sale, but considering the album had both vocal and instrumental versions of the songs, and that the other three albums were on sale, I couldn't resist. Source: Recent Musical Purchases Thread
My entry for the LSO COT Short Stories Contest, Eternity, has been posted (and at the last minute, too -- it's good to see I haven't lost my touch). Reviews would be appreciated. Good luck to all else who have entered the COT branch of the LSO Short Stories competition!
I really like it. Sure, it's simple, but in the album proper it will serve as an effective antithesis to the cinematic bombast of "Survival" and "The 2nd Law: Unsustainable". October 1 is too far away to wait for The 2nd Law's release...
Metamorphosis Metamorphosis applied to butterflies, so why not humans? Susanne Reyes, after all, had positively blossomed since John Wainwright had last seen her. She had been fourteen, he fifteen. That was seven years ago now, but teenage Susanne’s short, messy hair, braces, and haphazard juxtaposition of pimples with freckles had been ingrained in John’s mind ever since his family had moved from Arkansas to Colorado after many tearful farewells — as far as John had known, that was Susanne.
My latest pilfering from BZPower appeared today in my mailbox with a hastily-drawn question mark next to the address (the package was titled to "Legolover-361"; if only I could have seen the mailman's face). It contained four items: a Kanohi Vahi, a silver Kanohi Miru, a gold Kanohi Akaku, and a pink slip of paper with a lavender note of congratulation. My gratitude goes to both Hahli Husky and my LSO Epics teammates. Thanks to the former for shipping the prizes and the latter for making me lo
Last night, I watched the Summer Olympics' closing ceremonies on NBC. I must say I haven't a clue how the British planned it all. From dancers in multicolored garb to Fat Boy Slim atop a giant inflatable octopus to Eric Idle of Monty Python fame shuffling with Indian dancers, it was all (to use a term the British themselves might use) quite barking mad. There were some highlights. A band whose name I forget did a cover of The Who my mom deemed "pretty good"; Ed Sheeran's cover of "Wish You Wer
