My Piss has Cooled

I'm writing again, got another Novel idea.. thats right roll your eyes.. i deserve it. I've had so many IDEAS that have been SO strong but i let them slip away, i dont deserve to capture your attention this time, it could be just another idea to be lost by a lazy writer.. But this time things are different.. in a strange way these characters are personal and i cant let them be forgotten, cant lose them. I will finish this novel, no matter how long it may take. I'm not quitting. I'm not straying. I'm setting a course and sailing True.

To some the plotline is a secret and to those i paln to keep it taht way for a while, i WILL tell those who are close enough to deserve it.. But i will also keep it quiet for some until they can read a few chapters. So, if anybody wants to talk about the plot, do it on msn :P

Phillip Lansing

An idea for a character, He's got dark brown hair and a thick beard. Most of the town knows him as a drunk and a kook. But those who get to know him see him as a philosopher who's well acquainted with the art of drinking. He wears plaid flannel shirts and sweatpants every day, he's always speaking his mind against whats going on in the world, a cynic in slight. He keeps an amount of toothpicks in his shirt pocket wherever he goes, chewing on one at every moment of the day. He even uses his toothpicks to eat, if he cant use a toothpick he doesn't eat it. In truth he's more than a bit crazy but he'll be an interesting character to write about.

He's also the garbageman for the town.

I know this Blog has become a vent for my ideas and it may seem annoying but I gotta put them somewhere. This kinda stuff is the quirks I want in my characters, the things that make them human, now it doesn't have to go to such an extreme as this but... the stranger (within reason) the better, I hate stereotypes and I'm trying to cut them off with such a move, hope it works :)

Plans for the Vampire Novel, VERY MINOR SPOILERS

I want Woden alive, I've already panned out that idea, but how....?

I think Michael, being a vampiric servant under Alexander's power, brings blood to his master's lips, unable to desecrate his mother's body still he takes the blood of the hungry ravens. The wounds that were given to him are cured, the crucifix pulled from its fleshy sheath by the faithful servant. Mike cries for his mother but Woden takes him away, to the safety of his home.

Now on the topic of other vampires I have a writer, who smokes like a chimney and is in love with a hooker. He also feeds on night filth, hobos and the like.

I also have an idea for his sister, but that is to be kept secret for the time being.

I want a terribly repulsive person who becomes a vampire. I want him to have.... unique habits, I need your ideas. I also want him constantly eating something thats healthy, not carrots tho, I don't wanna seem like I'm copying Shoot 'Em Up so please lavish me with your strangest thoughts...

Also I need any thoughts on other vampires or characters I don't want ANY normal characters, I want them all holding strange characteristics... Dont hold back! :D

Vampires, maybe a novel

While I'm still working on my fantasy novel I'm thinking of a more endearing project.... For me the luster of fantasy writing has fallen through the cracks I'm actually bored with the idea of trying to make up things.. make up a world... make up EVERYTHING alone. There are no rules in fantasy and in some strange way its more restricting than I could have ever thought... I may throw away the idea, or simply save it for later but now... I need something darker, something dingier. I need Vampires.

To Becca I'm not giving up on our co-writing expedition, simply putting it aside until we have time to write it together. I dont wanna be going too far ahead and I'm starting to reach that point.

I've gotten the taste of writing a vampire story and it feels right, Fantasy never made so much sense as this, I had to continue.

About my idea: When the contest is over I believe I may recycle the characters and use them in a novel, to Alev and Becca I'm going to tell you that Miranda survives..... You'll have to read to understand. I'm doing it in a different form than usual, in a compilation of stories from three different characters, two are vampires, the other is Miranda. I may also add other important elements as I go but its still in the thinking stages right now. I'm thinking that Miranda's ex-husband who made her pregnant blusters into her home in fury that he wasn't told about his son's death, only to find her convulsing on the ground choking out gargled phrases impossible to understand, he calls an ambulance and gets her to throw up the pills.... I'm unsure of what happens with Mr. Woden but when her Ex gets there he's long gone, I want him alive and hiring the help of her dead son.

When Miranda is asked about what happened she leaves out Alexander and simply tells them she lost two children and she wanted to die....... within her mind though she thirsts for revenge that she cant retrieve until she's free from the hospital and before she leaves Woden finds her, tries to off(kill) her but somehow she survives, the other characters are a secret... :)

Vampuric incentive

I was thinking about The Contest, the one stated in the previous post. I had just finished Stephen King's 'Salem's Lot and was exceedingly intrigued in the idea of vampires, as I had been for so long. So I got to thinking and after a long debate with myself I decided that I'd write a Vampire shortstory to enter!

I've already got some ideas worked out. The story centers around a younger Vampire (only a several of decades as such a creature). He works as a school teacher and keeps his classroom comfortably dark, with drapes pulled over the windows, halting sunlight. He wears heavy, winter clothes in every season to keep the sun off him and drives in a car with tinted windows. Everyone knows of his intolerance to sunlight, he even has a maid at his home who takes care of certain chores if h insists against going into the light. He blames his symptoms on a disease called Porphyria go on answers.com if your curious about it. He warns his students that opening the blinds would kill him, and to deter them from doing so he explains with terrible detail what would happen if they did so.

He kills a child who, while in detention, opens a window to try and escape, this weaves a web of trouble for him as he goes to attend the funeral and the mother invites him for dinner... he cant eat normal food so he's in deep trouble after agreeing, infatuated with her beauty, even in pregnancy. The rest you'll have to read later, when i post it here after the contest is over :D

Competing

I got the blood test results back, they were good for me! The normal is 50.5 (whatever units he was saying I fail to remember) I had 50.47, almost exact!! But what is the problem you ask, if you are truly as perceptive as we all hope to be? Well the problem is that if I didn't have family history of the disease 'slightly off' would be enough..... but unluckily I do so theres two more tests coming up, I'll be lucky if I get the damned surgery within the year!!

But such horrors are not which the title hopes to bestow upon your mind, I have other things to write of. I've been spinning in circles my whole life, nothing's been clear or 'carved in stone' I've just sailed by without much thought just spinning as my head goes numb from the strange movement, though the feeling is far from unpleasant. I've never 'done' anything, not really. Simply the background, wallpaper to everything, every contest, every classroom.... EVERYWHERE! But no longer I've found myself beginning to settle, my mind beginning to clear. The thing I've always avoided and faered will fall into my life and I will embrace it and... with a little luck, I hope it will embrace me.

I'm entering a writing contest for the province of Newfoundland, and I will put EVERYTHING into winning. If I'm closer to the bottom then so be it, but I will not back down.. never! Years ago I had a chance to enter a contest for writing, chosen by my teacher. I wrote the story and everything, but i didn't send it. My mom thought the teacher sent it for me, my teacher thought my mom did, a stupid decision on my part and it has haunted me ever since. I'm going to remove that horror from my mind by actually competing and completing my promise, the thing I failed to be able to do so long ago....... compete.