Right now I am finished with the story of my novel, I know exactly what happens, I know what I want to happen and how it ends and everything like that!
The only problem is that the story isn't developed well enough! Basically the whole time I was writing the story I did it in noob style... (previous posts) which basically means I over explained it.. which is bad because the reader is supposed to figure things out on their own so they can experience it for themselves! Instead of explaining why the character did the thing he did just have him do it and leave the explanation for later, instead of saying the character was scared say the the character was shivering or that he/she hid under the bed.
So that's what I've been doing, I've been "dressing" my story up! And I have changed so much while still keeping the same basic plot. The story has changed so much not even I recognize it anymore! I am very proud of it, so I will give a short preview/summary.
The story of five high school kids who live in a dump, the worst, most poor place one could ever live, a trash ridden city where a cardboard box could literally be one's house. These boys are so poor and angry, why is everyone around them so happy and cheerful? The set out on a quest, one to make money and two to leave this worthless dump of a town. They end up falling down the wrong path when they start to sell marijuana. They become super rich off of it and it is a constant struggle to keep hush about it and to keep quiet about it at all times, while one of the boys decided it's enough and leaves, all he wants is to be creative and make money off being creative, not off of selling crap. Here in lies the story of violence and romance, weird parts, funny parts that actually made me laugh out loud when I wrote them, happy and romantic parts that made me actually want to be one of the characters and perhaps one of the saddest stories I have ever written... The Green Success will be published sometime soon!
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Thursday, June 10, 2010
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Introducing Characters!
Just some more character art from my Novel... unfortunately I wont be able to put these pictures in my novel... publishing price would be too much... I do all my digital art in Paint.Net...So I will go more in depth on the "technical" way of introducing characters, but for right now I'm going to be discussing the two ways of introducing characters, the NOOB way and the PRO way....
I have posted below two versions of the first chapter of my novel, the first is in PRO form and the other is in NOOB form...
What is PRO form?
Pro form is the method many NOOB writers fail to do, (I'm a NOOB writer too!) PRO Character introductions are more thought out... The writer needs to know his characters personalities and traits first. Now in Pro Character Development the Author will meticulously place little bits if information all over the chapter, and not just in one spot... usually these tid bits of info will be placed in the chapter naturally and while an event is being taken place.... Usually not too much is revealed about the characters in one chapter but throughout the book in it's entirety.... "We don't see "L's" Snack craving until the third or fourth episode of Death Note... and even then it is only minimal..." This method is useful because the only way the reader will be able to fully understand and learn about the characters is by reading more of the book...
What NOOB style?
NOOB style is basically when the writer creates special paragraphs and has separate little sections purely meant to speak about the character. This method is bad because it then stops the story or sequence of events to talk about a character the reader might not even care for... the reader usually doesn't care about the characters at the beginning of a book rather the reader is first interested in what is going on in the book... Often "NOOBS" will reveal too much information in the beginning of the book and the reader will then be able to know a lot about the characters before the events even play out, which then means the reader doesn't have to pay attention much to the characters but more to the events and the events in most books revolver around the characters and their relationships with each other... it is also important not to mention much about how well the characters friendships are, but rather let the reader inquire that.... Basically anything you wouldn't be able to see in a movie or anime don't put in your writing... it would be hard to explain everything about the character in a movie without the character doing something that expresses that... don't say the character is sad, rather describe how he or she is sad...
Okay so here's both versions of my chapter 1, the first is in PRO style, the second is in NOOB style... and yes I made up these terms...
The first part of the chapter (right before the six years later) is the same in both versions...
...Please tell me which version you like better.... or which one you think is more effective...
If one's voice is not heard, has a word ever been spoken?
Chapter 1
- Beginning to an End
- Beginning to an End
There was a boy who preferred to spend his time alone... He sat on the carpet, isolated in his room....There was a window right in front of him and the sun shined brightly upon his hear which was looking down. His left hand thumbed at his lip and his right played and pulled on bright, woolly fibers which made up the warm, sun bleached carpet..... the sun rays shone through the large window and the radiant warmth enfolded him like a comfy, warm blanket. He stared outside and imagined a beach, glistening waters and beautiful scenery. The sand was hot and bright in the mid-day sun and the palm trees cast a deep, inviting shadow that seemed to cool the sand to ice within an instant. There were people playing and laughing and having fun... and it seemed everywhere you looked there was only comfort and delight. It was a wonderful moment that only he could experience and enjoy, and no one else, and he enjoyed it for quite a while...
He forced open his eyes and the trees faded away, the warmth settled down, and he was now staring at a lonely back patio and a filthy, crumbling old brick wall... He slowly stood up, missing the beach already. He held tightly on to one of the fibers he had pulled from the carpet. Then he slowly loosened his grip, and let it slip from his fingers. On to the floor it fell, it splashed onto an ocean of carpet and it blended with everything else around it as it sunk in between the fibers. An image of a bright, glistening ocean appeared before the carpet, but the boy tried to hold back. At that instant he stopped him self from thinking about beaches and oceans and he cleared his mind. He looked up and he felt both determined and sad at the same time... this would be the last time he spent in his imagination world. It was time to grow up, it was time to move on..... and this young boy's name, was Long...
6 years later....
"why does it always seem like the memories of old... were the best we've ever had?"
NOOB VERSION
He forced open his eyes and the trees faded away, the warmth settled down, and he was now staring at a lonely back patio and a filthy, crumbling old brick wall... He slowly stood up, missing the beach already. He held tightly on to one of the fibers he had pulled from the carpet. Then he slowly loosened his grip, and let it slip from his fingers. On to the floor it fell, it splashed onto an ocean of carpet and it blended with everything else around it as it sunk in between the fibers. An image of a bright, glistening ocean appeared before the carpet, but the boy tried to hold back. At that instant he stopped him self from thinking about beaches and oceans and he cleared his mind. He looked up and he felt both determined and sad at the same time... this would be the last time he spent in his imagination world. It was time to grow up, it was time to move on..... and this young boy's name, was Long...
6 years later....
"why does it always seem like the memories of old... were the best we've ever had?"
The leaves scudded across the dry dirt and a crisp breeze whispered by. A single file line of ants marched across the ground carrying leaves thirty times their size, their tiny, black, shielded bodies shimmered in the bright sun, their armor was like a shining knight. A loud ring suddenly flooded the area... the fluttering of birds in the distance signaled the disappearance of the natural way of life, and within seconds, emerged hundreds of people. They hustled about... some stopping to talk... some headed straight for their next destination, some carrying books, and some wearing storage bags across their backs... they were high school students. One such student, was quite the eye catcher, his tall stature only paralleled his slender body and unique clothing style. All the girls would take some time to feed their eyes upon his good looks as he passed by, and this young boy's name, was Long.
He paced steadily on a sidewalk carpeted with leaves, towards an isolated, unbalanced lunch table. Many girls blushed and giggled as he passed by... of course he knew, he had gotten used to all the attention, and to tell the truth, even though Long had never been in a serious relationship... well... never mind, he was a loser when it came to girls. He dodged through a crowd of people and stepped towards a shady lunch table, which seemed isolated from most of the lunch area. He placed his bag on the concrete floor and sat down, parallel to two friends, Matthew and Andrew.
Long noisily crunched his lunch bag out of his backpack, which only added the mumble of the surrounding school crowd. His lunch consisted of an insipid bologna sandwich complemented by a bag of chips and a juice pouch... BORING!!!! Matthew had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, topped with extra peanut butter, and a lightly toasted bread, crisp and brown. Andrew, had just managed to somehow pull out a rather large, delicate chocolate cake... one could only imagine how it managed to stay in its fragile container all day without spilling its molten delight all over the innards of his back pack... it still remains a mystery.
"I have good news!" Long declared, just as another friend, Mark, showed up. "Today's the day! Luke finally got hired, and that means we can make some money!" Luke was Long's little brother, Long's annoyance, Long's follower. Luke had gotten hired at a convenience store, which he could easily handle. Everyone except Andrew, who was wolfing down the delightfully, glistening cake, and Matt, who was practically drooling on it, were listening intently.
"We've been saving up our money! When the new Mario game came out, we resisted buying it, when the year book went on 'sale' we thankfully avoided that worthless piece of sh---."
there was a soft conversation among the table, but Long impatiently continued,
"and so far, me and Luke had accumulated over $400, started from $0, in the past year... and now that Luke got the job...."
The conversation grew louder, now Matt and Andrew were BOTH eating cake, Andrew didn't have an extra plate, so he simply sliced a piece onto Matthew's palm, who was happily gorging in it... obviously not hearing a word Long had said... Mark sat there with his hand against his face, looking bored and Luke had just squeezed his chunky, unhealthy body onto a seat next to Mark... Long flashed his eyes at them,
"Listen up!!! Your acting like kids! Do you want to end up like Mark's dad? Answering phones for a living???!?!?!" (Jerk!)
There was a slight symphony of chuckles, Mark wasn't at all offended. Long spoke again,
"Then we need to work, I know if we work hard, by the end of the year---" The guys seemed to drift off into conversation again, Long's face turned red with embarrassment and impatience, "Listen---!" But there was another interruption, this time by a much louder noise... the lunch bell had rung, and it was back to class time. The commotion of the crowd grew again, and the passing hustle and bustle discouraged any more of Long's announcements. Long turned and looked around as he saw his "friends" passing by, his mouth hung slightly open as he still had much, much more to say...
...Were these the people Long had so desperately been looking for? The bombastic eyes of Andrew stared as Long march off, a feeling of empathy enshrouded him as he perched on the table seat and watched Long walk off into the soft horizon..... discouraged...
He paced steadily on a sidewalk carpeted with leaves, towards an isolated, unbalanced lunch table. Many girls blushed and giggled as he passed by... of course he knew, he had gotten used to all the attention, and to tell the truth, even though Long had never been in a serious relationship... well... never mind, he was a loser when it came to girls. He dodged through a crowd of people and stepped towards a shady lunch table, which seemed isolated from most of the lunch area. He placed his bag on the concrete floor and sat down, parallel to two friends, Matthew and Andrew.
Long noisily crunched his lunch bag out of his backpack, which only added the mumble of the surrounding school crowd. His lunch consisted of an insipid bologna sandwich complemented by a bag of chips and a juice pouch... BORING!!!! Matthew had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, topped with extra peanut butter, and a lightly toasted bread, crisp and brown. Andrew, had just managed to somehow pull out a rather large, delicate chocolate cake... one could only imagine how it managed to stay in its fragile container all day without spilling its molten delight all over the innards of his back pack... it still remains a mystery.
"I have good news!" Long declared, just as another friend, Mark, showed up. "Today's the day! Luke finally got hired, and that means we can make some money!" Luke was Long's little brother, Long's annoyance, Long's follower. Luke had gotten hired at a convenience store, which he could easily handle. Everyone except Andrew, who was wolfing down the delightfully, glistening cake, and Matt, who was practically drooling on it, were listening intently.
"We've been saving up our money! When the new Mario game came out, we resisted buying it, when the year book went on 'sale' we thankfully avoided that worthless piece of sh---."
there was a soft conversation among the table, but Long impatiently continued,
"and so far, me and Luke had accumulated over $400, started from $0, in the past year... and now that Luke got the job...."
The conversation grew louder, now Matt and Andrew were BOTH eating cake, Andrew didn't have an extra plate, so he simply sliced a piece onto Matthew's palm, who was happily gorging in it... obviously not hearing a word Long had said... Mark sat there with his hand against his face, looking bored and Luke had just squeezed his chunky, unhealthy body onto a seat next to Mark... Long flashed his eyes at them,
"Listen up!!! Your acting like kids! Do you want to end up like Mark's dad? Answering phones for a living???!?!?!" (Jerk!)
There was a slight symphony of chuckles, Mark wasn't at all offended. Long spoke again,
"Then we need to work, I know if we work hard, by the end of the year---" The guys seemed to drift off into conversation again, Long's face turned red with embarrassment and impatience, "Listen---!" But there was another interruption, this time by a much louder noise... the lunch bell had rung, and it was back to class time. The commotion of the crowd grew again, and the passing hustle and bustle discouraged any more of Long's announcements. Long turned and looked around as he saw his "friends" passing by, his mouth hung slightly open as he still had much, much more to say...
...Were these the people Long had so desperately been looking for? The bombastic eyes of Andrew stared as Long march off, a feeling of empathy enshrouded him as he perched on the table seat and watched Long walk off into the soft horizon..... discouraged...
NOOB VERSION
If one's voice is not heard, has a word ever been spoken?
Chapter 1
- Beginning to an End
- Beginning to an End
There was a boy who preferred to spend his time alone... his older siblings always gaining the attention and concern of his parents, and his younger, now getting it more than ever since the older ones have moved out of the house. This boy sat on the floor, isolated in his room.... he sat hunched over with his back being the highest point of his body. His left hand thumbed at his lip and his right played and pulled on bright, woolly fibers which made up the warm, sun bleached carpet..... the sun rays shone through the large window and the radiant warmth enfolded him like a comfy, warm blanket. He stared outside and imagined a beach, glistening waters and beautiful scenery. The sand was hot and bright in the mid-day sun and the palm trees cast a deep, inviting shadow that seemed to cool the sand to ice within an instant. There were people playing and laughing and having fun... and it seemed everywhere you looked there was only comfort and delight. It was a wonderful moment that only he could experience and enjoy, and no one else, and he enjoyed it for quite a while...
He forced open his eyes and the trees faded away, the warmth settled down, and he was now staring at a lonely back patio and a dirty, crumbling old brick wall... He slowly stood up, missing the beach already. He held tightly on to one of the fibers he had pulled from the carpet. Then he slowly loosened his grip, and let it slip from his fingers. On to the floor it fell, it splashed onto an ocean of carpet and it blended with everything else around it as it sunk in between the fibers. An image of a bright, glistening ocean appeared before the carpet, but the boy tried to hold back. At that instant he stopped him self from thinking about beaches and oceans and he cleared his mind. He looked up and he felt both determined and sad at the same time... this would be the last time he spent in his imagination world. It was time to grow up, it was time to move on..... and this young boy's name, was Long...
6 years later....
"why does it always seem like the memories of old... were the best we've ever had?"
He forced open his eyes and the trees faded away, the warmth settled down, and he was now staring at a lonely back patio and a dirty, crumbling old brick wall... He slowly stood up, missing the beach already. He held tightly on to one of the fibers he had pulled from the carpet. Then he slowly loosened his grip, and let it slip from his fingers. On to the floor it fell, it splashed onto an ocean of carpet and it blended with everything else around it as it sunk in between the fibers. An image of a bright, glistening ocean appeared before the carpet, but the boy tried to hold back. At that instant he stopped him self from thinking about beaches and oceans and he cleared his mind. He looked up and he felt both determined and sad at the same time... this would be the last time he spent in his imagination world. It was time to grow up, it was time to move on..... and this young boy's name, was Long...
6 years later....
"why does it always seem like the memories of old... were the best we've ever had?"
The leaves scudded across the dry dirt and a crisp breeze whispered by. A single file line of ants marched across the ground carrying leaves thirty times their size, their tiny, black, shielded bodies shimmered in the bright sun, their armor was like a shining knight. A loud ring suddenly flooded the area... the fluttering of birds in the distance signaled the disappearance of the natural way of life, and within seconds, emerged hundreds of people. They hustled about... some stopping to talk... some headed straight for their next destination, some carrying books, and some wearing storage bags across their backs... they were high school students. One such student, was quite the eye catcher, his tall stature only paralleled his slender body and unique clothing style. All the girls would take some time to feed their eyes upon his good looks as he passed by, and this young boy's name, was Long.
Long wasn't your average student, he wasn't one of those who excelled all their work towards associating with others and building seemingly lasting friendships, he was different... He looked past these trivial things, and his line of sight was straight towards the future. Not only did he profoundly hate school with a passion, he wanted to leave school as soon as possible... and never go to college... he believed he could become successful by following his dreams. He wanted to become wealthy enough, he could "ENJOY" life after school. No Work. No stress. No Problem. His goal was make so much money (before he finished high-school), so he wouldn't need to go to college. And he was determined to do so.
Now in order to accomplish this seemingly impossible task, he needed the help of others, those who shared the same beliefs as him. For some time it had been until he stumbled upon a group of people sharing similar beliefs, and this group of people would be what most called... ... "friends". And for some time they had been jokingly talking about this type of thing... much like most teenagers do about their trashed, unplanned future... eventually they had taken these "jokes" into serious consideration, and Long believed his dream could be accomplished with hard work and perseverance.
He paced steadily on a sidewalk carpeted with leaves, towards an isolated, unbalanced lunch table. Many girls blushed and giggled as he passed by... of course he knew, he had gotten used to all the attention, and to tell the truth, even though Long had never been in a serious relationship... well... never mind, he was a loser when it came to girls. He dodged through a crowd of people and stepped towards a shady lunch table, which seemed isolated from most of the lunch area. He placed his bag on the concrete floor and sat down, parallel to two friends, Matthew and Andrew.
Matthew was a nice fellow who you'd easily become friends with, he was medium stature, had black hair and today he was wearing a red shirt (don't know, just had to mention the red shirt...). Andrew was Long's farthest friend, he had long brown hair that slipped past his eyes, and Andrew was only slightly taller than Long. Andrew sure was a quiet one, if you never said a word to him, he'd never say a word to you. Andrew always wore dark colored clothing, and sat oddly in his chair, and did odd things, and said odd things, and it was very hard for Long to come to like him. Long never knew if Andrew thought of him as a friend or not... Enough said.... (for now)
Long noisily crunched his lunch bag out of his backpack, which only added the mumble of the surrounding school crowd. His lunch consisted of an insipid bologna sandwich complemented by a bag of chips and a juice pouch... BORING!!!! Matthew had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, topped with extra peanut butter, and a lightly toasted bread, crisp and brown. Andrew, had just managed to somehow pull out a rather large, delicate chocolate cake... one could only imagine how it managed to stay in its fragile container all day without spilling its molten delight all over the innards of his back pack... it still remains a mystery.
"I have good news!" Long declared, just as another friend, Mark, showed up. "Today's the day! Luke finally got hired, and that means we can make some money!" Luke was Long's little brother, Long's annoyance, Long's follower. Luke had gotten hired at a convenience store, which he could easily handle. Everyone except Andrew, who was wolfing down the delightfully, glistening cake, and Matt, who was practically drooling on it, were listening intently.
"We've been saving up our money! When the new Mario game came out, we resisted buying it, when the year book went on 'sale' we thankfully avoided that worthless piece of sh---."
there was a soft conversation among the table, but Long impatiently continued,
"and so far, me and Luke had accumulated over $400, started from $0, in the past year... and now that Luke got the job...."
The conversation grew louder, now Matt and Andrew were BOTH eating cake, Andrew didn't have an extra plate, so he simply sliced a piece onto Matthew's palm, who was happily gorging in it... obviously not hearing a word Long had said... Mark sat there with his hand against his face, looking bored and Luke had just squeezed his chunky, unhealthy body onto a seat next to Mark... Long flashed his eyes at them,
"Listen up!!! Your acting like kids! Do you want to end up like Mark's dad? Answering phones for a living???!?!?!" (Jerk!)
There was a slight symphony of chuckles, Mark wasn't at all offended. Long spoke again,
"Then we need to work, I know if we work hard, by the end of the year---" The guys seemed to drift off into conversation again, Long's face turned red with embarrassment and impatience, "Listen---!" But there was another interruption, this time by a much louder noise... the lunch bell had rung, and it was back to class time. The commotion of the crowd grew again, and the passing hustle and bustle discouraged any more of Long's announcements. Long turned and looked around as he saw his "friends" passing by, his mouth hung slightly open as he still had much, much more to say...
...Were these the people Long had so desperately been looking for? The bombastic eyes of Andrew stared as Long march off, a feeling of empathy enshrouded him as he perched on the table seat and watched Long walk off into the soft horizon..... discouraged...
I will go more into the "technical" methods for character development in the next post...
Monday, May 31, 2010
Getting Inspiration
The character Andrew from my novel "Green Success" I based him off of my self, I felt I needed to base every character in the novel off someone I knew, and basing this character off me allowed me to make him the most lively character in the book. Every character has a piece of me in them, but this one has the most.... I felt I got a head start in my book because I didn't have to worry about characters, I already had models for them in real life... Green Success - Andrew T. (c) 2010
Getting inspiration is more than just getting an idea, it's getting the energy and motivation to get off your lazy chair and start doing what you were inspired to do. Now I can't tel you what to get inspired about nor can I tell you how to get inspired. Creative ideas and imagination is beyond science and beyond regularity, that's why it's called creativity and ingenuity.
Creativity is the only trait where the student and the teacher are one...
Because I can't tell you how to get inspired I'll just share with you how I get inspired, because I always say trying out other peoples methods of doing things is always good, having an opened mind is part of being creative.... take every idea, and throw out the bad ones and what you will have left is a masterpiece....
So I'll start by sharing where I get my inspirations from, or at least most of them. Often I believe the main source of most of my creativity lies within my love for Nintendo. The company that dominated my childhood. Perhaps the biggest influence which inspired me to go out and explore my neighbor hood, find secret areas, hide outs and caves was obtained soon after playing the Legend of Zelds, particularly I became extremely fond of the Wind Waker. It was this game that probably gave me my love for the ocean and all things water related... now Living in California I have access to the desert, ocean, snow and grass lands. I spent most of my time in the grass lands forest area and the dessert, which were right next to each other. I believe that nature is by far the biggest inspiration for any of my works, but it wasn't until I played the Legend of Zelda series that I had the motivation to actually go outside and "discover" the beauty of nature....
Nintendo music is by far the most ingenious composition I have ever head in my life and it played a big role in my desire to compose music and my desire to create great things...
Often I catch my self drifting off into imagination land... it feels like my imagination was so big that sometimes I think I have ADD, but what ever, at least I can pay attention to mt imagination long enough to engulf my entire mind in it. Most of my imagining is done out side where the wind blows, the sun shines and leafs and cotton puffs float around, glowing in the warm air.
Now with that in mind, Nintendo Games didn't actually inspire me to become a writer, no it wasn't until I started watching Death Note that I became obsessed with it for a while. Yes, I admit I actually started sitting like L for a while and holding things with my fingertips, but eventually that phase was over after I "grew up" a little and realized he was just a fictional character. But during that time this L guy felt so real, and I then became more inspired than any other time to create my own cast of lovable characters that other people would be able to "live with" and have an experience of their own.
After watching Death Note, my first "serious" anime ( I had watched Pokemon, Yugioh, Ruoni Kenshin, DBZ and many other anime from Tonami) I had grown an obsession with these anime, and thankfully I had YouTube. Now don't go accusing me of not supporting the anime just because I watched them for free on YouTube, most of the series didn't have an English dub yet. I began to watch so much anime after that it was unbelievable, I even created a list on YouTube of the anime I watched so I could remember just in case I needed to go back and watch it again I'd be able to spell the Japanese name correctly.
After watching The Melencholy of Haruhi Suzumiya, I started watching Lucky Star, and it wasn't until I started watching Lucky Star that I decided to study the way they build the characters and the way the story and things played out. I studied it hard and even made mental notes about how the show wanted the audience to perceive something. I was going to use these as a way to improve my story telling. Unfortunately Lucky Star was one of those talky talky comical no storyline anime type of thing so I didn't really learn much about story telling, but I'm glad I watched it because I learned a whole lot about characters and how unique each one was and how easy it was to remember them.
So I set out to find an anime with story, particularly (this was after I had the general idea of what I wanted my book to be about) I was searching for sad anime series. so I watched Air and Elfen Lied. Perhaps the two greatest anime series I've ever watched, although not crazy popular I liked them because of the amazing story telling and character development. I learned so much, after and even during my watching of the anime I often studied how things played out and sometimes I would watch the anime at the same time I was writing my story. (Which was dangerous because Your brain could subconsciously steal ideas)
Now I never knew anyone who was a writer, and I believe that knowing people in person who do thing is one of the biggest inspirations. Because I didn't know any writers I think it was a tough decidion to set out on such a long journey to write and know that no one else was doing it (That I knew in person) so I couldn't compete with them, nor talk with them and share ideas and stuff. So it was pretty hard, even my School Writing club wouldn't accept me because they thought I was some kind of joke (before I wrote my novel) ....but I was inspired to become famous! and it was by a "famous" person I knew, my cousin. His name was Linh and he is the lead composer for the music from the band OFTHESEVEN. His music inspired me and told me that you don't have to have some super record deal to be "famous" He was famous to me and everyone who knew him, and that was what counts, so I believe he was the only person who personal inspired me. I also started composing my own music as a result of him.
Real life experiences inspired me too, I added an arcade part in my novel because I went to Dave and Busters one weekend and I had such a fun time playing guitar hero and everybody being amazed at my "skill" at playing on a plastic guitar - through the fire and flames. Have you ever had one of those experiences where you just HAD to share it with other people? But you knew the only way was either to brag about it or take them with you some day? I've always had lots of those, experiences with friends and family that I knew were once in a lifetime times of fun. There was a lake where tons of logs floated about, the water ws clear and everyone was playing on the logs, there was a bridge and everydoby jumped off it, I was so scared but eventually I did it and it was the best part of the whole vacation. (It was in Washington State, if it had been elsewhere like California I bet there would have been a fence on the bridge or some security guard keeping watch... lame California restrictions on fun) Another time me and my cousins climbed a snowy mountain because were went to the mountains and were bored, it was a tall steep mountain and when we got to the top we put down the plastic Tupperware and stood on top of it. We peered over the sun set and the orange glazed city which lay far below us, there were no trees below so it was a clear path straight down into the frozen river, which looked like a skate park. We stood on top of the plastic kitchen tubber ware and "skated" down the hill. We were going so fast and it was such a unique experience. Don't get me wrong, I almost pee'd my pants, but it was too much fun. Maybe someday I'll incorporate those awesome experiences into my writings... (Other than this blog)
Sometimes I stand outside at night and gaze at the stars (on the roof of course) sometimes I play the Legend of Zelda just to see the "scenery" and talk to the memorably characters. These alternate realities are great, they keep us from realizing the hardships of the real world and in a way give us something to live for other than just school, work and money.
I often go on YouTube seeking YouTubers who specifically upload only their own original content, It is very inspiring to me, Draw With Me - by Mike inel was one of the biggest inspiration from a fellow YouTube who uploads his own original content. I only spoke with him one time in a Personal Message because I wanted to know when the sequel to his awesome animation was coming out and if I could help. (It was because of his video that inspired me to create my first animation and I wanted to help make the next animation with him) He told me his idea for the sequel but he had no intentions of making the sequel,.... or at least at the time, I heard one was in the works though.... So I ended up uploading my first animation with a story that was very similar to his, but also very different.... I titled it Let's Draw, and it was 5 minutes long, and it was my first ever animation which took about 1 - 3 months to draw out every frame and edit in Windows Movie Maker.... it was my masterpiece and I eventually incorporated it in my novel as well... it is a key object in the novel!
Inspiration is key to creating, please allow your self to be opened to other peoples Ideas, if you only stick to your own ideas, they may eventually become stale.
So I'll start by sharing where I get my inspirations from, or at least most of them. Often I believe the main source of most of my creativity lies within my love for Nintendo. The company that dominated my childhood. Perhaps the biggest influence which inspired me to go out and explore my neighbor hood, find secret areas, hide outs and caves was obtained soon after playing the Legend of Zelds, particularly I became extremely fond of the Wind Waker. It was this game that probably gave me my love for the ocean and all things water related... now Living in California I have access to the desert, ocean, snow and grass lands. I spent most of my time in the grass lands forest area and the dessert, which were right next to each other. I believe that nature is by far the biggest inspiration for any of my works, but it wasn't until I played the Legend of Zelda series that I had the motivation to actually go outside and "discover" the beauty of nature....
Nintendo music is by far the most ingenious composition I have ever head in my life and it played a big role in my desire to compose music and my desire to create great things...
Often I catch my self drifting off into imagination land... it feels like my imagination was so big that sometimes I think I have ADD, but what ever, at least I can pay attention to mt imagination long enough to engulf my entire mind in it. Most of my imagining is done out side where the wind blows, the sun shines and leafs and cotton puffs float around, glowing in the warm air.
Now with that in mind, Nintendo Games didn't actually inspire me to become a writer, no it wasn't until I started watching Death Note that I became obsessed with it for a while. Yes, I admit I actually started sitting like L for a while and holding things with my fingertips, but eventually that phase was over after I "grew up" a little and realized he was just a fictional character. But during that time this L guy felt so real, and I then became more inspired than any other time to create my own cast of lovable characters that other people would be able to "live with" and have an experience of their own.
After watching Death Note, my first "serious" anime ( I had watched Pokemon, Yugioh, Ruoni Kenshin, DBZ and many other anime from Tonami) I had grown an obsession with these anime, and thankfully I had YouTube. Now don't go accusing me of not supporting the anime just because I watched them for free on YouTube, most of the series didn't have an English dub yet. I began to watch so much anime after that it was unbelievable, I even created a list on YouTube of the anime I watched so I could remember just in case I needed to go back and watch it again I'd be able to spell the Japanese name correctly.
After watching The Melencholy of Haruhi Suzumiya, I started watching Lucky Star, and it wasn't until I started watching Lucky Star that I decided to study the way they build the characters and the way the story and things played out. I studied it hard and even made mental notes about how the show wanted the audience to perceive something. I was going to use these as a way to improve my story telling. Unfortunately Lucky Star was one of those talky talky comical no storyline anime type of thing so I didn't really learn much about story telling, but I'm glad I watched it because I learned a whole lot about characters and how unique each one was and how easy it was to remember them.
So I set out to find an anime with story, particularly (this was after I had the general idea of what I wanted my book to be about) I was searching for sad anime series. so I watched Air and Elfen Lied. Perhaps the two greatest anime series I've ever watched, although not crazy popular I liked them because of the amazing story telling and character development. I learned so much, after and even during my watching of the anime I often studied how things played out and sometimes I would watch the anime at the same time I was writing my story. (Which was dangerous because Your brain could subconsciously steal ideas)
Now I never knew anyone who was a writer, and I believe that knowing people in person who do thing is one of the biggest inspirations. Because I didn't know any writers I think it was a tough decidion to set out on such a long journey to write and know that no one else was doing it (That I knew in person) so I couldn't compete with them, nor talk with them and share ideas and stuff. So it was pretty hard, even my School Writing club wouldn't accept me because they thought I was some kind of joke (before I wrote my novel) ....but I was inspired to become famous! and it was by a "famous" person I knew, my cousin. His name was Linh and he is the lead composer for the music from the band OFTHESEVEN. His music inspired me and told me that you don't have to have some super record deal to be "famous" He was famous to me and everyone who knew him, and that was what counts, so I believe he was the only person who personal inspired me. I also started composing my own music as a result of him.
Real life experiences inspired me too, I added an arcade part in my novel because I went to Dave and Busters one weekend and I had such a fun time playing guitar hero and everybody being amazed at my "skill" at playing on a plastic guitar - through the fire and flames. Have you ever had one of those experiences where you just HAD to share it with other people? But you knew the only way was either to brag about it or take them with you some day? I've always had lots of those, experiences with friends and family that I knew were once in a lifetime times of fun. There was a lake where tons of logs floated about, the water ws clear and everyone was playing on the logs, there was a bridge and everydoby jumped off it, I was so scared but eventually I did it and it was the best part of the whole vacation. (It was in Washington State, if it had been elsewhere like California I bet there would have been a fence on the bridge or some security guard keeping watch... lame California restrictions on fun) Another time me and my cousins climbed a snowy mountain because were went to the mountains and were bored, it was a tall steep mountain and when we got to the top we put down the plastic Tupperware and stood on top of it. We peered over the sun set and the orange glazed city which lay far below us, there were no trees below so it was a clear path straight down into the frozen river, which looked like a skate park. We stood on top of the plastic kitchen tubber ware and "skated" down the hill. We were going so fast and it was such a unique experience. Don't get me wrong, I almost pee'd my pants, but it was too much fun. Maybe someday I'll incorporate those awesome experiences into my writings... (Other than this blog)
Sometimes I stand outside at night and gaze at the stars (on the roof of course) sometimes I play the Legend of Zelda just to see the "scenery" and talk to the memorably characters. These alternate realities are great, they keep us from realizing the hardships of the real world and in a way give us something to live for other than just school, work and money.
I often go on YouTube seeking YouTubers who specifically upload only their own original content, It is very inspiring to me, Draw With Me - by Mike inel was one of the biggest inspiration from a fellow YouTube who uploads his own original content. I only spoke with him one time in a Personal Message because I wanted to know when the sequel to his awesome animation was coming out and if I could help. (It was because of his video that inspired me to create my first animation and I wanted to help make the next animation with him) He told me his idea for the sequel but he had no intentions of making the sequel,.... or at least at the time, I heard one was in the works though.... So I ended up uploading my first animation with a story that was very similar to his, but also very different.... I titled it Let's Draw, and it was 5 minutes long, and it was my first ever animation which took about 1 - 3 months to draw out every frame and edit in Windows Movie Maker.... it was my masterpiece and I eventually incorporated it in my novel as well... it is a key object in the novel!
Inspiration is key to creating, please allow your self to be opened to other peoples Ideas, if you only stick to your own ideas, they may eventually become stale.
Job 41: 11 “Everything under heaven belongs to me.”
I also believe it was because of my strong belief in the Christian faith that I became so determined to find my calling in life, my gift from God, the thing I could use to glorify him.
- Andrew T.
- Andrew T.
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Book Creating (Starting)
This is a picture of the main character from my book, Long, who is obsessed with money and getting rich. He is based off my cousin who is around the same age as me, and is the same age as me in the novel. His role in the novel is very important as he helps convey the moral lesson important to the book! - Green Success - Andrew T. I am writing this post because I want to help people who want to do something useful in their lives. I hope that my words help you and don't hurt your writings, but I am also writing this to remind my self of how to write a book, or at least how I wrote my book, because I feel I am losing my creativity as I grow older, so I want to use my own creative ideas of the past to help me someday in the future, and to also help any one who reads this!
When I began writing my book believe it or not I originally intended it to just be a short video for film class. I was listening to music in my room and as usual I closed my eyes and began to imagine crazy and weird things as the music played. Well the idea was to make an action film with guns and shooting, but also a twist at the end. The video I imagined that night was simple, drug dealers have a shoot out with the cops they drug dealers are having a blast, friendship builds from this experience and they are all laughing and shooting cops. The Drug dealers are winning of course, but eventually the viewer notices that the Drug dealers are high and then soon after one of the drug dealers starts to lose his "high" and begins to see what really is happening. Well as you would expect, things aren't going so great, and as he looks around he realizes the people he was just talking to were just hallucinations and at the end the drug dealer dies.So I wanted to make a film as our final project in film class (Freshmen year) but we decided on something else after discussing the "drug" problem. Anyways I liked the idea so I kept it well protected within the depths of my mind. Soon enough I decided that that was going to be the ending of my story. (Spoiler warning for anyone actually intending to read my book when it comes out)
So the main point I want to come across is decide on the ending of your story before you actually write it, that way every even you write in the story can lead to the end and also so you have a good idea your self where you want your story to go. Magically if every event points towards this possible end, (While the reader believes there could be a million ends to the story) then all your events will be related and it will make the story seem much more believably and that the ending wasn't just pulled out of the writers butt at the last second.
Ephesians 2:10 - For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them.Now a big problem I came across when writing this book was characters. I wanted realistic characters, I wanted them to be as lively as possible and I also wanted them to be convincing and precious to me. Well one day I decided, if I want realistic characters I should base them off real people, so that's what I did. I based one of the characters off my self, another off my cousin and the antagonist off everyone who hated me. This way when I base my characters off real people, the characters can then be as real and as lively as possible, giving each a different personality! So I'd recommended doing this, especially if it's your first book.
So next was the "hard" part, the part most people struggle with the most, THE MAIN CONCEPT. Before I could come up with a plot summary I needed to know first, what is the moral of my story? Now if your story doesn't have a moral then I suggest you stop right now, because there is no point in writing or reading a book with no moral lesson of any kind. I decided to pick a moral lesson that I felt would really be good, one that I HAD A LOT OF EXPERIENCE WITH, because I have observed it in our society for a long time now! The moral lesson I chose to convey could be considered two lessons, the first is don't waste your time with temporary pleasures and meaningless things such as spending your days socializing and what not. The second, "side" lesson was that your creativity is a gift and as easily as you obtained it, it can be taken away. With these two lessons in mind I decided it was time to make my plot line! Or at least attempt!
I really didn't have a clear cut idea of how my book's story line was going to go, but I knew where it was going to lead, because I had already decided upon an ending! So I decided I would just start by introducing the characters and settings first, as some of you have read from my previous posts (The first Chapter of my book) You should have noticed how I slowly revealed the setting and characters one at a time. I started by using my own home town as the setting. I know my home town so well so writing about it would be easy. Then I decided to start my book! I wrote about nature, and gave lots of beautiful imagery, then I transitioned to the school setting where I started my story and instantly I jumped the reader into the events without giving them any prior knowledge of what was going on. This is crucial in writing because it not only jumps the reader into the book quickly, but also sparks questions and interest which the reader will only find out by reading the book further! I genius idea is it not?
After that I quickly introduced all the characters at once, not by making special paragraphs to describe them, but by describing them through their actions in the story as they played out the events, nothings worse than a story that moves slowly and has interruptions because the writer need to clarify something or talk about the characters in the middle of an even. I decided I would go more in depth with all the characters later in the next chapter, after all the events of the first chapter were done and I felt I could slow down the pace of the book to talk about these characters.
So That's how I started my book, I will later go in depth of my actual writing of the story, but this section is titled (Starting) so I'll leave it at that! I hope everyone who reads this appreciates my advice and may someday benefit from it!
- Andrew T.
So next was the "hard" part, the part most people struggle with the most, THE MAIN CONCEPT. Before I could come up with a plot summary I needed to know first, what is the moral of my story? Now if your story doesn't have a moral then I suggest you stop right now, because there is no point in writing or reading a book with no moral lesson of any kind. I decided to pick a moral lesson that I felt would really be good, one that I HAD A LOT OF EXPERIENCE WITH, because I have observed it in our society for a long time now! The moral lesson I chose to convey could be considered two lessons, the first is don't waste your time with temporary pleasures and meaningless things such as spending your days socializing and what not. The second, "side" lesson was that your creativity is a gift and as easily as you obtained it, it can be taken away. With these two lessons in mind I decided it was time to make my plot line! Or at least attempt!I really didn't have a clear cut idea of how my book's story line was going to go, but I knew where it was going to lead, because I had already decided upon an ending! So I decided I would just start by introducing the characters and settings first, as some of you have read from my previous posts (The first Chapter of my book) You should have noticed how I slowly revealed the setting and characters one at a time. I started by using my own home town as the setting. I know my home town so well so writing about it would be easy. Then I decided to start my book! I wrote about nature, and gave lots of beautiful imagery, then I transitioned to the school setting where I started my story and instantly I jumped the reader into the events without giving them any prior knowledge of what was going on. This is crucial in writing because it not only jumps the reader into the book quickly, but also sparks questions and interest which the reader will only find out by reading the book further! I genius idea is it not?After that I quickly introduced all the characters at once, not by making special paragraphs to describe them, but by describing them through their actions in the story as they played out the events, nothings worse than a story that moves slowly and has interruptions because the writer need to clarify something or talk about the characters in the middle of an even. I decided I would go more in depth with all the characters later in the next chapter, after all the events of the first chapter were done and I felt I could slow down the pace of the book to talk about these characters.
So That's how I started my book, I will later go in depth of my actual writing of the story, but this section is titled (Starting) so I'll leave it at that! I hope everyone who reads this appreciates my advice and may someday benefit from it!- Andrew T.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
The life of an Artificial Creator (Manga/Anime/Novels)
- by Andrew T.We all want to be someone or something special, and the sad truth is that your chances of ever becoming who you want to be can only be accomplished or destroyed by YOU!
I've always wanted to be a film maker but lately I've realized how competitive and how slim my dream of becoming one really is, and I realized if I want to make films or shows I need to work hard and make good stuff. And another thing I realized, You cant have a good movie without a good story.
So that's why I've decided to become a writer. Now on top of that I also do some video game design using a program called GameMaker and I also do lot's of song composition with computer programs, my video camera and my two piano's. I upload my music to YouTube on a channel called InsomniMusic, but likewise, there's so much competition and so much improvement that needs to be involved that it isn't that popular, but popularity isn't my goal, quality is! Though being popular would be nice, I notice a lot of the "popular" novels and music really aren't that great, and that only shows how horrible the testes of the population is and how easily they are entertained.
So on to my life as a writer. Being a writer takes only a pen and paper. Now what I mean by that it that you don't need to be some super human dictionary to become a write, NO no NO! All you need is the courage, dedication and enthusiasm to be able to create beautiful worlds and writings at the tip of your fingers. When you have the motivation and the idea you need then writing seems like such a simple job, but of course what you write has to be good.... or at least something the publishing company will see as a gimmick to sell out the book... horrible books that sell really well because of their gimmicks would be: Twilight, Harry potter, and all the manga that have cute moe girls in them but don't really have much of a story....
Anyways my life as a writer started at age 15, that's right at fifteen I finally decided to drop the video game controller, turn off the cell phone, hide the T.V. remote and actually do something useful. And the following story will describe in a first person view how my life went after I started writing using Microsoft Word and Google Docs!
THE LIFE OF A NOOB WRITER:
- BEGINNING TO WRITE MY STORY
- BEGINNING TO WRITE MY STORY
The Life of a NOOB Writer: It was late at night, (well usually I don't go to sleep until 1 or 2 am anyways....) rapid Insomnia snuck up on me like a thief. (OfTheSeven Reference)
So I opened up the Google Doc's page where all my 10th Grade Language Arts Honors writings had been posted, (too lazy to get MS Word on my Laptop... it was on the Desktop though) I created a new page, and then I cracked my fingers. Taking a gulp of milk and biting a cookie I prepared to write. I raised my hands up high and grasped the air above me feeling the energy return to my sleep head. I got down, brushed the hair out of my eyes and then I froze. "What am I supposed to write about?" Only a few minutes of Meditation and Praying to Jesus for inspiration I finally realized something very useful.
The Characters! I would name all the characters of my story after someone, a family member, cousin, myself or friend. So I ended up with six main characters. I didn't have a name for the book, but after I started writing FICTIONAL short stories about these characters I got an idea for the name.... The two names I was debating over was "Green Success" and "From selling Weed to Buying Stocks" .... I chose the first one thinking I could always change it later.
The Story: Now the story was composed of two pieces. The first pieces was the actual story and events them selves.... selling "weed" or "green stuff" and getting rich, or at least hoping for success as high school kids. The second piece of the story was the Moral Lesson: How precious your imagination and creative life really is, even if you're not one of those "artsy" kind of people, YUCK, you can still be creative in who you are.... And I'm not talking about going out and expressing your self, seeking attention, growing long hair or any of that stuff....
So after I planned out my two pieces of the story I finally begun to write, the main character, "Long" being modeled after my cousin. The first few days of writing were pretty good, I only stuck to writing late at nights because I came up with my own saying which I ended up using in the book, "Late at night, when I'm supposed to be dreaming, that's the time I should be working, that's the time my creative brain juices are flowing... the time I would normally be dreaming..." I ended up staying up late even if all I did was write a paragraph. Those first couple of nights were terrible, sleepy and in the morning and at school I felt so tired and sleepy, I begun to notice the "Bags" under my eyes turn light purple before turning almost black.
It was pretty difficult to get used to this life style and I was almost tempted to quit writing simply because I needed sleep. "The Lazy Man never prospers"
Proverbs 20:13 - Do not be a lover of sleep,
or you will become poor: keep your eyes open,
and you will have bread enough.
or you will become poor: keep your eyes open,
and you will have bread enough.
I stayed up late and it sure was affecting my health, I begun to notice I wanted to fall asleep when I got home, My eyes would close by them selves at around 5th period, geometry.... well normally they would anyways.... I begun to lose all intentions of doing things like talking for extended periods of time with people in person and I fell deeper into the hole of cyber-community. I felt so awful but I knew somehow I would finish this, because was I really doing anything better in my free time?
I had enough! I decided to quit Language Arts Honors II, That class was so much bull, they always wanted things in their format and I hated it. All the writing assignments were so limited as to what you could do, I was marked down several times for adding in my own ideas and sentences into papers where they were not welcome. reading became a chore... as it always was... but more of a chore.... Although I believe that class got me into writing in the first place, I can't help but realize how uncreative that class was. When we read out stories out loud everyones' honestly sounded like something a baby whipped up. Not that I think they suck it's just that they all followed the guidelines so strictly. So I dropped out.... I now had an extra 30 minutes or even more to my self... more time to dedicate to writing...
So I started getting more into the story. I got many ideas from Anime series and TV shows like Full Metal Alchemest, The Boondocks, South Park, Bleach, Air, Death Note, Elfen Lied, Lucky Star and The Melencholy of Haruhi Suzumiya. I'm sure my subcouscious mind got "inspired" or "thief like" from other series, but these Anime series were what I was watching at the time and I really liked them and wanted to have my story as popular as them someday! I think I was so "Inspired" by Death Note, that I actually modeled my first drawing of one of the main characters after "L" from Death Note. I later opened my eyes to see how similar the two were and Instantly modeled the character after my self. That Characters name was Andrew.
Real Experience Inspirations: Along the way I also had many inspirations that I added to my book. Perhaps the biggest inspiration to everything I do would be my Dreams.... when I sleep. But I got the best idea from a girl I met freshman year of high school, (the year before I started writing) She was the closest you could get to a real Anime character, or at least for the time being. Me and her had a lot of good times together, though I wasn't interested in a Boyfriend, Girlfriend relationship I thought it would be better to just be close friends and do things that are actually productive, worry about "love" later.... I found out I would be moving schools for the next year and that she wasn't because of where she lived, and that was terrible! ...for me at least... you see everyone mocks me, hates me for no reason, judges me, turns their backs on me.... it's hard to make new friends, and at the time I only had a few close friends and a lot of people who hated me because I hate "the look" or because they didn't like the stories they've heard about me. I stopped hanging out with the Emo kids and started hanging ot with my REAL friends and that was the last of them.... the next year I found out some of them were moving to the new school with me.... but not that girl... so I ended up adding her as a characters, I didn't want to use her real name, nor a real name at all for thst matter, so in the story she is always refereed with her nickname: Me-Fufu! A cute name for a character that's supposed to be cute.
So one day I had the most awesome dream about fighting, and I really wanted it in the book, so I decided to make one of the characters have a fighting/action dream and I think that was one of my favorite chapters in the whole book!
I think I finished the book strongly, but I needed to go back and re-edit it and "dress it up" a little. The most boring part of all! I think that if re-reading the book I created was so boring, then maybe it would be boring for the new people to read it one time.... but I convinced my self that that was not true.
....I haven't published the book yet because I wanted my friends and family to read it first and tell me if it's even worth publishing.... Self Publish first...
...The moral of this story is everyone has a purpose, they just need to find out what!
..So that's that, I'll add a link if I ever do publish it, thank you for reading. any comments or questions would be awesome!
I had enough! I decided to quit Language Arts Honors II, That class was so much bull, they always wanted things in their format and I hated it. All the writing assignments were so limited as to what you could do, I was marked down several times for adding in my own ideas and sentences into papers where they were not welcome. reading became a chore... as it always was... but more of a chore.... Although I believe that class got me into writing in the first place, I can't help but realize how uncreative that class was. When we read out stories out loud everyones' honestly sounded like something a baby whipped up. Not that I think they suck it's just that they all followed the guidelines so strictly. So I dropped out.... I now had an extra 30 minutes or even more to my self... more time to dedicate to writing...
So I started getting more into the story. I got many ideas from Anime series and TV shows like Full Metal Alchemest, The Boondocks, South Park, Bleach, Air, Death Note, Elfen Lied, Lucky Star and The Melencholy of Haruhi Suzumiya. I'm sure my subcouscious mind got "inspired" or "thief like" from other series, but these Anime series were what I was watching at the time and I really liked them and wanted to have my story as popular as them someday! I think I was so "Inspired" by Death Note, that I actually modeled my first drawing of one of the main characters after "L" from Death Note. I later opened my eyes to see how similar the two were and Instantly modeled the character after my self. That Characters name was Andrew.
Real Experience Inspirations: Along the way I also had many inspirations that I added to my book. Perhaps the biggest inspiration to everything I do would be my Dreams.... when I sleep. But I got the best idea from a girl I met freshman year of high school, (the year before I started writing) She was the closest you could get to a real Anime character, or at least for the time being. Me and her had a lot of good times together, though I wasn't interested in a Boyfriend, Girlfriend relationship I thought it would be better to just be close friends and do things that are actually productive, worry about "love" later.... I found out I would be moving schools for the next year and that she wasn't because of where she lived, and that was terrible! ...for me at least... you see everyone mocks me, hates me for no reason, judges me, turns their backs on me.... it's hard to make new friends, and at the time I only had a few close friends and a lot of people who hated me because I hate "the look" or because they didn't like the stories they've heard about me. I stopped hanging out with the Emo kids and started hanging ot with my REAL friends and that was the last of them.... the next year I found out some of them were moving to the new school with me.... but not that girl... so I ended up adding her as a characters, I didn't want to use her real name, nor a real name at all for thst matter, so in the story she is always refereed with her nickname: Me-Fufu! A cute name for a character that's supposed to be cute.
So one day I had the most awesome dream about fighting, and I really wanted it in the book, so I decided to make one of the characters have a fighting/action dream and I think that was one of my favorite chapters in the whole book!
I think I finished the book strongly, but I needed to go back and re-edit it and "dress it up" a little. The most boring part of all! I think that if re-reading the book I created was so boring, then maybe it would be boring for the new people to read it one time.... but I convinced my self that that was not true.
....I haven't published the book yet because I wanted my friends and family to read it first and tell me if it's even worth publishing.... Self Publish first...
...The moral of this story is everyone has a purpose, they just need to find out what!
..So that's that, I'll add a link if I ever do publish it, thank you for reading. any comments or questions would be awesome!
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