Is it just me, or...

Does my last post seem strangely apathetic? I try to not let my blog posts be emotionless and boring, but re-reading that last one...

Is this just me trippin'? Is the last one actually emotion filled? Do all of my posts read emotionlessly? Do you actually read my non-fiction related blog posts?

(Warning: below is mostly my pointless ranting. Be warned)

And, speaking of emotions, I recently realized something. Cian, the main character in my story Hide and Seek, is... kind of, well, boring. Especially compared to characters like Joshua and Gabriel, who have very distinct personalities at this point (especially Gabriel); Cian... has a personality, I suppose. Just not a very interesting one.

I think that the main problem is his lack of flaws. Gabriel is quick to anger and jumping to conclusions, as well as being rather "try-sexual", as my mom once put it. Joshua is reclusive, stand-offish, he has problems talking to people; and when he gets annoyed, he really gets annoyed. Cian, though... Yeah. He's part French. He likes to sing. And, uh... yeah.

... *goes to hunt down a character meme*

"Nothing"

Something that I typed up quickly earlier. It's inspired heavily by the short film Pillow; which I think will be very apparent to anyone who's seen the film.

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The two boys

Walking along the road

Finally saw

An Angel.

They asked her

For a new house

And she said

"Nothing can be made

Out of nothing."

But they asked her

Again and again

Until she said

"Alright."

A bright flash of light

And the trees were all gone

But they had

A new house.

The two boys

Working out in the yard

Finally saw

An Angel.

They asked her

For bountiful crops

And she said

"Nothing can be made

Out of nothing."

But they asked her

Again and again

Until she said

"Alright."

A bright flash of light

And the nearest family

Soon died of starvation

But the boys had

A bountiful harvest.

The two boys

Shivering in their living room

Finally saw

An Angel.

They asked her

For firewood

And she said

"Nothing can be made

Out of nothing."

But they asked her

Again and again

Until she said

"Alright."

A bright flash of light

And their house was gone

But they had

Plenty of firewood.

The two boys

Only one awake by the fire

Finally saw

An Angel.

He asked her

For food

And she said

"Nothing can be made

Out of nothing."

But he asked her

Again and again

Until she said

"Alright."

A bright flash of light

And his brother was gone

But at least he had

Hot food.

The one girl,

Walking along the road,

Finally saw

An Angel.

She asked her

To be alone out there

And she smiled and said

"Nothing can be made

Out of nothing".

A bright flash of light

And the last boy was gone

And the girl

Was alone

With the Angel.

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Considering cutting the last three verses, and just letting it stop at "But at least he had hot food". Thoughts?

Description vs. Statement

Lately, I’ve found myself battling with describing things (or Show, Don’t Tell) versus just stating them. For example, the difference between:

But as they circled around the parking lot, Cian felt his heart rate pick up and his palms get sweaty.

And

But as they circled around the lot, looking for parking, Cian felt himself start to get nervous.

This was something I found myself writing as a revised chapter for my story Hide and Seek. In the first one (Show, Don’t Tell), I simply mentioned them circling around the lot, assuming that the readers will link this to looking for parking; and I mention Cian’s heart speeding up and his palms getting sweaty as symptoms for nervousness.

Or, that’s what I was aiming for.

In the second, though, there’s no description, no “beating around the bush”- They’re looking for parking. Cian’s nervous.

My writing teacher at school, Dianne, has been having us do exercises lately to practice Show, Don’t Tell; however, I’ve also heard people say that SDT is horrible, and you should just go right out and say things.

Personally, I think that as a reader, I’m definitely a fan of SDT; I feel that it lets me get into the character’s head more. It’s one thing to read “XXX feels XXX”, but if you get a description, I feel like (when it’s done well, at least) I can really feel what the character’s are feeling.

But, in a deviantART journal post that I read earlier by an author/cosplayer whom I like, Jenn/TealPirate/FlamboyantWreck, she brings up the point that if authors use too much description, it can clutter up the book and leave less room for the reader to imagine it themselves.

What are your thoughts? Should authors describe things as vividly as they can, or leave it up to the reader to imagine? Should authors SDT, or just state things outright?

Whoever said that writing is easy...

Is a liar. A horrible, horrible liar.

So, I'm currently working on a visual novel using Ren'py. The working title is Love Me; Hate Me, and it would be coming along so much faster if it's creator didn't fail so badly.

I say that because I just accidentaly deleted my entire script. For the third time.

So, I don't have even the foggiest idea of when it will be released, but when I do, I'll let y'all know. Despite how much I keep having to start over, I am actually pretty fond of this project- and to stop myself from breaking something, I just keep telling myself that every time I have to redo it, it gets better. Yeah.

So, what about you? Do you have any funny/touching/annoying/sad/fillintheblank stories about trying to write a game script- or just trying to write anything in general?

Fire

These are a handful of stories that I wrote months ago for a contest on deviantART. The prompt was Fire, and it had to be exactly 50 words. I wrote these three, but ended up not entering the contest because... well, I forgot. Oops.

I'm not as crazy about these now as I was a few months ago, but I think that they're still okay. So, here you go!

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When I am (finally) alone (and lonely) at night...

I feel it. The fire. Inside of me. It can’t burn me. It can’t hurt me (or so I thought). It is simply... there.

And I know why. It’s because I (know that she’s better) hate her.

She causes my fire.

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She is fire. Everything about her. Her hair. Her eyes. Her spirit.

I am ice. From my appearance, to my demeanor, to my spirit.

I know that when you touch fire, you only get burned...

And yet I am drawn to her like a moth to a flame...

Foolish moth.

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Fire can burn. It can destroy. It can hurt.

But it can also provide warmth, and food. Essentials.

It can kill you.

And it can save you.

It is evil.

And good.

It is a contradiction that makes sense.

But, then... If I’m fire...

What can that say about me?

Emerald City ComiCon

I just got back from Emerald City ComiCon, and geez... it was truly an epic of epic epicness.

Granted, the epic was slightly toned down in that we missed Wil Wheaton's panel on Friday; but those Epic Points were mostly gained back after seeing him do a Guild panel with Felicia Day and Amy Okuda, which was as hilarious as you'd expect.

There were also some truly awesome cosplays there; sadly, I didn't get as many pics as I would have liked.

Now, I'll admit- when it comes to the realm of geek, I'm definitely more anime (though I'm also a lit geek, and consider myself a gamer). However, they seemed to have something for everyone there. My little siblings, whose ages go from 7 to 11, very much enjoyed themselves for several hours. There was, obviously, a plethora of comics; but there were also steam punk booths; anime/manga booths; Star Trek/Wars booths; Buffy/Firely/Dollhouse/etc booths; even aRocky Horror Picture Show booth, manned by a group who performs the show- in full, costume, of course.

And with such a huge exhibitor's hall, it would be hard not to buy anything- so, I did succumb to my geeky urges several times. One of my favourite purchases, though, was definitely an awesome pair of D20 earrings.

I was only there a few hours, so I'm afraid I don't have much more to offer. Stay tuned for the Sakura Con write up in April!

Poem- "I Don't Understand..."

Something that I forgot to mention- I do write fanfiction, but I won't be posting any of that on this site; I want it to be for my personal writing. If you want to check it out, however, I'm going to place a link to my FanFiction.Net and DeviantART profiles in the "My other pages" area on the side of the page; I'll also be posting my photography, drawings/paintings, cosplay, etc. on dA, so head there if you want to see any of that.

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I told you my dreams,
You mocked.

I told you my fears,
You laughed.

I shared my secrets with you,
You told.

I asked why I still liked you,
You shrugged.

I asked why I should stay,
You said nothing...

I told you I was leaving...

You cried.

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This one is from... around November 2009- or, at least, that's when I posted it on my dA account (and that sounds about right). First poem I wrote that I really liked. Got some a few more coming from more recent times, though! I think that's the last thing I'll post tonight, however. It's getting late, I have some writing I want to get done, and I have to get up to go to Emerald City ComiCon tomorrow (yay! Wil Wheaton's Awesome Hour, here I come!)

Prologue- "When We Were Younger"

I decided to start by posting my older things, and working my way up. This is originally from... I think January of 2010/2009. Ish. Prologue to a story that I haven't gone anywhere with yet. Being posted here for the first time- hope you enjoy!

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I never meant for it to end this way.

You may not believe me, but I truly didn’t.

I guess life just has a funny way of not listening to what you want.

I never meant to win (I was almost hoping I would lose)

I never meant to destroy them all. (I was almost hoping I would be destroyed)

I never meant to be the one left standing.

And I never meant to kill my best friend.

Never.

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... Wow, that was short. Posting something else with more substance soon.

The Obligatory Introductory Post

(Well, that title is vaguely Middleman esque... sweet.)

Hey there! I'm EternalDreamer-92, and I'm going to be posting some of my writings on this blog.

You may be familiar with my other blog, Stick Figure Yaoi, where I'm posting my webcomic titled... well, I don't think that I need to say that.

This blog, though, is going to be my personal blog; as I said, I'll be posting some of my writing here- observations on current/past news (because I'm horrible at keeping up; trying to get better at that, though), fictional writings (of which there will be quite a few), and... a few miscellaneous things.

At the moment, I might be a little slow in the posting; as I'm currently acting in the plays A Midsummer Night's Dream and The Taming of the Shrew, as well as assistant stage managing the play The Last Unicorn (in non-theatre terms- I'm really busy).

I always find some time to write, though- I have to for school, anyway. So, yay there!

Hm... I think I've covered just about everything. If there's blatantly obvious that I've missed (*cough*likely*cough*), comment and tell me so! I plan to be posting writing soon (I have a lot of built-up stuff that I'd like to get on here)...

Until then, au revoir!

(I had to look up how to spell that... I'm such a bad French student...)