Clearly, There Be Some NaNo Up In Here

NaNoWriMo.

The unspeakable month. The psychotic time where people self-inflict what many would classify as "pain." The month where inspired writers force themselves to sit down, focus their ADHD brains, and write a book.

I'm pretty sure that anyone who willingly partakes in this form of insanity needs mental help. And yes, I'm including myself.

Gasp! Yes, I just admitted that I am participating in NaNoWriMo once again. This will be my second year and hopefully my second win. NaNo starts on November first and continues for the entire month of November. Us writers, who are willingly doing this, have to write 50,000 words or, in writer speak, the equivalent of a novel.

My 2010 novel turned out to be crap. I will never, and I mean ever, open it again and try to salvage it. The idea in and of itself was terrible to begin with. I had gotten it last minute, scrapping any plots I had planned out for November and written that instead. That just goes to show you how spontaneous I am, and how badly it always turns out when I follow impulse.

This year, I have a major project planned. I've decided, since I WILL follow through with the plot and storyline of said project and I'll probably rant about it on here, to call the project: Project 17. One, it's the name of a book I really love by Laurie Stolarz and two, because I adore the way 17 looks after the word "project." And I'm sure that I've already gone through all the alphabet with plots and plans and partway through some numbers with them.

(Oh look, I got all fancy with the "will", just shows you how forceful and ambitious I am about it.)

Anyways, I have Project 17 I have to take into thought this November. I've been planning out and creating the characters since the middle of August already, but after some thought, I don't feel comfortable writing it out yet. Instead, this November, I will be finishing my "Zombie Story" (about 20k more) and writing a quick prequel to the novel idea I've title SuperVillian. I think the prequel will be called SuperHero or maybe, SuperExplosion seeing as how there's a big explosion in there somewhere.

Both of those novels are what I'd call my "comedy" novels. They're the slightly supernatural, slight serious, and all too humorous to write books. These are the stories that give me the fuzzies when I write. They are the stories where I sit in front of an open document thinking up a joke, only to end up laughing way too hard at a lame attempt to be funny.

Which will be good. I want to have all 2012 to focus on Project 17. It'll be a bit depressing, it's going to be about a war, and a lot more serious than my comedy novels. With November and December being naturally depressing months, I need to have something funny and good to focus on.

I have a question for any of my followers. (Or you know, I could just be asking this to empty space.) Are you going to be participating in NaNo?

Now, I'm off onto much more boring and tedious work. AKA normal life. Homework, social lives and dentist appointments are calling. Until November, my lovelies!

Why Hello There World

Yes, I am alive. No, I have not forgotten about you. At least not entirely.

Now, I realize that I haven't written a post or even posted it in over a month...in over two months. You see, after I went away to my writing camp at Alfred University, I fell into this depression-like state. It's pretty normal for me. Around that part of the summer, I always get a bit depressed and add on the fact that I had just been writing for five days straight, suddenly stopping wasn't too great for my mood either. Add on the stress of the up-keep of your house, your mom's job putting her in a bad mood, and life in general, I was in no state to post on a blog.

Quickly after my post-camp funk, was the end of summer rush. The last few weeks of summer were anything but relaxing. Not the way I imagined it. Despite all of this, I tried to start my Junior year of high school off on the right foot. I'm doing okay with it as of right now, but when they tell you that it's the hardest year academically, they mean it. So far I've failed one (possibly two) Trig quizzes. I'm thanking the Lord that she doesn't weigh them as heavily as some other things in class.

Suffice to say, life is a bit stressful at this moment. Added on with all the other things from the summer, and I'm looking forward to November where I can write out my emotions everyday. I just hope I can find the time between homework, NAHS (National Art Honor Society), life and sleep to do it. Either way, I'll get it done.

I hope that's helped you a bit in understanding why I haven't posted at all since my Alphabet post. Then next few posts will be more focused, if a bit sporadic.

My Colored Alphabet

I have synesthesia. I've been talking about how I view the world a lot tonight, so I thought I'd share what colors letters appear to me as. Words are generally a blend of the the letter's colors. Lower cases are a few shades lighter.

(NOTE: I don't use very fancy words for colors. I never will, even in my art class, I'll just yell out, "Pass me the yellow!" or whatever. Also, some letters are close in shades, but slightly off, one may be darker than the other and I'll mark that.)

A- Very light blue. Kind of like the sky with very thin clouds.

B- Dark brown. Like my eyes in the sunlight, if you've seen them.

C- Tan. Like sand.

D- Lime green. Plastic light. Reminds my of my friend's iPod cover.

E- Black. Darkens any word.

F- Steel.

G- Light orange. More of a mix of yellow and orange.

H- Dark Purple.

I- Tree roots. That really dark brown.

J- Dark grey.

K- Light blue. Lighter than A, darker than T. Like the sky totally clear.

L- Light. It follows whatever color the next letter is, only it seems like there's a layer of film over it.

M- Forest Green.

N- Gray blue. (Gray, with an A, is lighter than grey.)

O- White.

P- Feather. Kind of blends out. Doesn't really have a color, but it has hints of the color of the word.

Q- Gold. A shining gold.

R- Fiery orange. Way more red.

S- Brick red. More scarlet with blue letters with it.

T- Navy.

U- Yellow. Like the sunset.

V- Rusty gold.

W- Neon green.

X- Dark. Like L only it makes the words darker.

Y- Bright/neon/highlighter yellow.

Z- The darkest blue before black. It's like I and E, I can't really pick out the colors well, I just get hints of blue and really dark.

And there it be. My alphabet.

UPDATE/EDIT: I was asked by a friend if anything other than words and letters are like this for me. Numbers also appear as certain colors for me too. The words and the actual number (2, 7, 5, etc) can be a few shades off also. Like the lower case letters.

There's another part of synestesia, where people can have a taste or a smell because of a nose, word, letter, you get the point. For certain words, I smell or taste something in that back of my throat. For example, when I hear the word cereal or read it or whatever, I smell Lucky Charms. When someone mentions Trix though (a type of cereal), I smell my art room.

Me, Me, And Me, Again

So, this is the awkward first post that has to go on every blog. I wish there was some way around it, but there isn't. For that, I'm sorry. I feel your pain, I really do.

For the next few weeks, I'll be fiddling around with stuff, pretending to be tech suave and cool. My secret? I'm totally not. I'm a writer who made this blog to help her writing and to try and create a fan base for if I ever get published.

Which is one of my dreams. By the way.

And that's what this blog is about. My trials and tribulations (I've always wanted to say that) with writing manuscripts and trying to find and agent and get published. This blog, and my many friends and family, will be where I go to cry when I get rejected.

So yeah, I hope you like it and we become a tight knit family. I mean, I'm going to be crying on your shoulder, we're going to have to trust each other here.

Farwell, my loves! I'm off to eat my chicken wings and work on my Camp NaNo. Ta ta!