Clarification: [I am not writing erotica, it was in the Daily NaNo Q&A. But this definitely is a funny reflection of why I am continually skirting around the truth and trying to find ways to explain away my plot line and the reasons why no one will ever read my novel: I hate those "knowing" looks people get and you can just see them thinking, "Oh poor Angela! She must have been raped and beaten and sliced and must be paranoiacally (<-- is that a word?) depressed! This must just be the only way she knows to express her pain!" *gags* Oh please. Spare me the drama, okay? I just happen to be fascinated with evil, insanity, and the many -sometimes dark but not always- recesses of the human mind. *points and scowls* What are you fascinated with? Cheerleading?]

Ok, sorry, got off on a bit of a rant there. And now for the actual quote that inspired all this mess (which is shorter than the explanation *sigh*)

Erotica should be approached as creative, imaginative fantasy, just as “Lord of the Rings” is. I’m sure no one ever said to Tolkien, “So which parts of this actually happened to you?” -Kathy Bright, 2004 NaNoWriMo winner

Paul Harvey-ness

(My edit.)
(I liked this.)

I hope you learn humility by being humiliated, and that you learn honesty by being cheated.

I hope you learn to make your own bed and mow the lawn and wash the car.

And I really hope nobody gives you a brand new car when you are sixteen.

It will be good if at least one time you can see puppies born and your old dog put to sleep.

I hope you get a black eye fighting for something you believe in.

I hope you have to share a bedroom with your younger brother/sister.

I hope you have to walk uphill to school with your friends.

On rainy days when you have to catch a ride, I hope you don't ask your driver to drop you two blocks away so you won't be seen riding with someone as uncool as your Mom.

I hope you learn to dig in the dirt and read books.

I hope you get teased by your friends when you have your first crush on a boy/girl.

May you skin your knee climbing a mountain, burn your hand on a stove and stick your tongue on a frozen flagpole.

I don't care if you try a beer once, but I hope you don't like it. And if a friend offers you dope or a joint, I hope you realize he is not your friend. *not true*

I sure hope you make time to sit on a porch with your Grandma.

May you feel sorrow at a funeral and joy during the holidays.

Written with a pen. Sealed with a kiss. I'm here for you. And if I die before you do, I'll go to heaven and wait for you.

Luke!!

::Cries::

I am deathly bored. I don't want to write. I mean, I do, but I wish I had it all on computer instead of mostly scattered through several previously written-in notebooks. This stresses me out beyond comprehension. (Maybe during Thanksgiving vacation I will get to do some t-y-p-i-n-g catching up. Doubtful though, I will probably be doing some demonically intense sessions to finish writing my NaNo. ::whines:: But I want to be able to send it in to them and get the official word count!!) With my sinfully incorrect word count; I must be at least 100 off by now. Gah. Frustrating parents. Way to pick November to ----- at me.

He makes me want to talk Gothic. Does that make sense? Certain people just make me want to talk Gothic. He also reminds me of Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale from The Scarlet Letter. Although I can't quite put a finger on why.

Honestly I have been letting everything I would normally sit up and take notice of just sliiiiiide away to get this thing done. Dishes, homework, "bedtimes," no sleep, no food, caffeine overdose, and all sorts of threats from everyone from Mr. Madden to my parents. It's like......BRAKE!!!!......NANOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Everything stops. Nothing else matters. Which would explain why I'm dawdling here now talking to a kid I don't even know about the aforementioned novel. Sigh.

Look Robin, I'm being.... nice. And honest. Err, sort of, anyway...

Look, I'm Actually Posting!!!

Look at me, posting from school. I am such a rebel. *note the sarcasm Anyway, look at this I found on MSN, it made me laugh

...you can relieve stress by eating certain foods and avoiding others...Tara Geise, a registered dietitian (RD) in private practice in Orlando, Florida, and a spokesperson for American Dietetic Association says, "One of the keys is avoiding things that will give your body and mind real highs and lows like caffeine and alcohol. You don't want to intake a lot of stimulants or a lot of depressants when you're stressed." Geise also recommends skipping that sugary snack you crave when the stress builds up. "Sugar causes your blood sugar to spike and then fall quickly, which can make your energy level dip," says Geise. "Then you're low energy and stressed and that's not a good picture."

haha. Sugar and caffeine is what I depend on to survive during NaNo. Guess it's only increasing my stress levels, huh? :P lol... So sad. Ahh, at 12:01 AM on December 1st I am going to come down off this month-long caffeine buzz, completely CRASH and sleep for weeks.

I didn't know I'd have all this extra time in envi science... Otherwise I would have brought my manuscript and worked on getting it typed in to Presently Nameless. lol, I love how I'm posting my novel on a blog that is NOT my NaNoBlog. Don't ask. I am gonna have to have a major crack-down typing spree once I'm back to legal use of the comp at home. It's crazy, I honestly am only typed up to the part right after Luke tells Adriana that it's a suicide mission. Isn't that awful? I did bring my notebook with me, so I guess I could(should) be writing, or reading Scarlet Letter, or doing Span homework.... I am an awesome procrastinator. :D I have about 5k to write tonight...well, I'm not sure, maybe only 3 or 4. In any case, it's alot, way more than my usual 1,700 a day. I am gonna do some catching up in lunch (that's next), the inane clamor of high school idiots drowned out by the sweet sounds of The Academy Is. *huge smile* Julian really came to school with me today!! hehe. I was listening to Checkmarks on the way to this class, and I just had the silliest grin on my face that I just couldn't wipe off and didn't even want to try. HE MAKES ME SO HAPPY! Being happy, I have decided, is really alot of fun. 'Course it's not helping the word count on my angst novel. lol.

Hmm... anything else to say other than "My NaNo Needs More Word Count" or "Julian Is Beautiful"? ......... Probably not, that's pretty much everything that occupies my brain these days. I love how the characters come to life, it's like their own little world. It seems real. As far as I'm concerned, it is real. :) I luuuuuurve it. Writing makes me happy. Let that be the quote for the day. Woohoo! :D

News From The Crypt

Yes I'm still alive here. Just thought I'd let you know. But I'm tired, cranky, hungry, and thousands behind on word count. I really should be writing like a demon right now, so that's what I'm gonna do. Can you believe Luke still isn't dead yet? He was so supposed to be gone Sunday night... Uff da, failure is certain from the home front!!