home again

Jul. 16th, 2010 09:02 pm
lexxiescott: (boku a boku)
I kept a daily journal while I was at camp and will post it tomorrow with the pics I took. I've got a heck of a headache from the heat and driving today, not to mention shopping with Ro. :) I got a new cell phone. yay.

I'll date each entry for the day it belongs to. It's good to be home and back on line. I slipped once at came and made a comment about OCs and everyone thought I was talking about OTC drugs. *shrugs* Time for the fan fiction dictionary.

camp day 4

Jul. 15th, 2010 11:50 pm
lexxiescott: (niou fan)
I finished the rough of the Titanic story. I cannot believe it only took me three days to do it. I’m so excited. This is the first time I’ve ever come away from this writing retreat with a finished piece. I’ve done chapters for fan fiction pieces or chapters for the novel or novel rewrites, but I’ve never started and finished a piece while I’m at camp. And I have the strangest story to tell about it too.
Last night after I came inside from talking with some of the girls on the deck, I opened up the Titanic file thinking I might write a little more on it. But nothing was coming to me so I put it aside, turned off the light and settled into bed with my DS and music. I always have to have my music. :) So I’m lying there playing Clubhouse card games and losing horribly - I swear those games are rigged - when out of nowhere the ending for the story is just dumped on me. I have never had that happen before. I never know where a story is going before I get to the end. That’s just not how I write, but this time I had the ending and all I could think was does it have to end like this? I swear I lay in bed for an hour trying to come up with another way the story could end. But I never did. And I was too tired to get up and get the computer back out, so I decided to just go ahead and type it up today after I woke up. I closed my eyes and I started to have a nightmare about snakes. I hate snakes. With a passion. I rolled over, opened my eyes and said, “Jeffrey, knock it off.” And the nightmares stopped. I’m still not sure if it’s Jeffrey or Sam talking to me, the story is definately from Sam’s POV, but at the same time I really don’t know which one of them is telling me the story.
And that’s really how it felt getting this story down onto the computer. I did not write this piece. I swear to Merlin that I was told this story because there were times when I could barely keep up with them and then other times when it would wane a little like they were tired and I’d take a break to eat or just go sit on the deck or talk with people for a while and then come back to it and they’d be ready to go again. I don’t even know if they’ll tell me more. I’m going to be doing a rewrite to add information, but I’m not going to change the story at all. I’m not even sure how graphic the slash scenes will become because they’re not telling me those. I might have to make some adjustments to the outlines of the chapters if they won’t share. And they might not. I’m not sure.
But everyone here wants to get the piece by email once I have it done so they know what happens and they’ve offered to beta for me, which is really cool. I don’t know that I’ve ever had a piece so accepted before. I might have said but Bill, who I’ve seen here at camp for three years now, commented that my writing has grown so much in three years and then tried to make sure I wasn’t insulted by the comment. I told him I took it as the compliment it was meant to be and he was so relieved by that.
And I did get the best compliment today. Bev said that she was talking with a couple of the others, a pair of sisters from Peru, and they all agreed that I would be a wonderful visiting writer for a youth writing conference. I just grinned and told her to sign me up. :) I think that would be so much fun to be able to help youngsters who want to write be able to write. She was it was 6-12 grade, so about 12-18 years old and I do hope she’ll get in touch with me if they need someone because I would totally love to do that.
That was more or less it for the day. I spent the morning asleep and the rest of the day typing. I did try and experiment today. I put on Shindo-san’s latest stage play DVD and the flow for the story stopped. I took it off and put on my iTunes with my jpop playlist and the flow only picked up when it was a Yuuta song. So I broke down and put Yuuta back on. I don’t know if/when I’ll watch his concert again just because I’ve watched it like eight times in three days. He’s cute, but still. :) I said it’ll be the strangest dedication in the front of the book and I don’t know how much of a compliment it actually will be, but the Titanic story is going to be dedicated to Yuuta because the characters definately liked his music better than anything else I had with me, including Fuma and Masa-kun and PoT. So that probably means a lot of listening to Yuuta while I’m rewriting this as well because they’ll enjoy that. He has a new CD out next month so that will be intersting. I wonder if I’ll still be working on this project then. *grins*
I should ask Meriam to help me write the dedication in Japanese. I think I could get part of it, but I don’t want to mess it up. Realistically I know there’s not a snowball’s chance in hell that Yuuta would read my book, but I like to do things right and I hate to screw up someone’s language if I can avoid it. Huh, I’ll have to ask her about that next time I see her at the casino. I bet she’d be willing to do it if I wrote it out in English first.
God, I can hear the steam coming out of Ro’s ears from here. She’s head of heels for Yuuta and hates to share. Normally I’m always talking about Masa-kun or Ba-chan these days, so this is really gonna either make her laugh or be pissed at me. I hope it’s laugh.

It’s going to be so good to get home to my own bed and not be in the dorm-ish setting we’re in here. The facility is wonderful, but the walls are fairly thin and that makes it kinda hard to sleep when the guy in the next room snores. *snickers* I commented on it to his wife today and she said she knows. If she gets to sleep first she’s fine, but otherwise she has to roll him over a couple of times before she can actually sleep. I had to start laughing because my dad and my dog snore so I’m used to it. It’s just weird. And I get to see my Nina. I really miss my kitty when I’m away from home. My next trip will be in November when I go back to an anime convention and then a short overnight in December for my Dad’s birthday present. Mum wants me to go to Mexico this year, but I have to see about getting the time off. I don’t want to overwork Ed and James.
So shopping tomorrow and then home. Everything will be posted and I can start my research into the early 1900s to start editing my new story. I’m really excited. It’s going to be so much fun. I cannot wait.
I’ll have to share some of it with you guys too. *grins*







camp day 3

Jul. 14th, 2010 11:47 pm
lexxiescott: (niou fan)
The whole day was spent in my room writing on my Titanic piece. I got so involved in in that I even forgot to eat dinner. *facepaw* And now my hands are totally frozen because I stayed out to talk with a couple of the other writers after we finished our open mic/campfire for the evening. I read the next bit of the Titanic piece and everyone said they either want to be email a copy once I have it done or let them know if I manage to get it published. I’ve just been amazed at how this story is coming and, oddly enough, I know how it’s going to end too. That never happens with me. I normally just write until the characters say stop or something else happens that ends the story. Though I have improved on wrapping things up.
I have the funniest story for today though. I like background while I’m writing and brought along three Japanese DVDs with me along with my iPod and music on my computer. I had Fuma no Kojiro in and was watching the behind the scenes while I was writing and I found that I was kind of struggling with the story, it just didn’t want to flow properly. So I put the computer back on the bed and went over to the other bunk to get the other two DVDs planning to play them both while I worked. I debated for a moment on which one to play because I still haven’t watched Shindo-san’s new one and want to be able to focus on it, but really want to watch it this week too, but ended up putting in Furukawa Yuuta’s Full Color Variation, One Man Live DVD, a concert DVD.
Jeffrey, the man who died when the Titanic sank, apparently loves Yuuta’s music. I could barely keep up with the story once I started to listen to that one. I was so amused by it that I told the group about it before I read the chapter tonight.
I was asked if I knew how it was going to end and I admitted that I did and commented that it’s like I’m being told this story. I’m not sure if it’s the narrator - Sam - talking to me or if it’s Jeffrey, but they are both really powerful presences in the story so far. And they won’t share their intimate moments with me. I’ve taken to marking off those chapters with a note that it’s where a graphic scene should go and continuing with the action and getting the story down.
I don’t know if I’ll get it done tomorrow or not. I’m sure I’ll be playing Yuuta’s DVD at least a couple of times to see if it holds true again. I’m not exactly on camp time, but it’s after midnight and I’m going to try and sleep. That’s one thing I love about this retreat. It’s your time to do what you want. No one cares if I sleep until noon and then start writing. As long as I’m quiet while they’re asleep - which I take great care to be - they don’t mind what I do. But I also have a feeling that they’d be upset if I didn’t read another chapter about Jeffrey and Sam tomorrow night. I’m really having fun with this.
I hate that tomorrow is the last day for writing. Normally there would be Friday morning as well, but I’m meeting Ro in Spokane at one so I have to leave here around ten to get my shopping done before we meet up. My phone has died on me, the screen is warped, so she’s going to help me pick out a new one, we’ll eat and shop and then caravan home together. That’s one of the coolest things about having a best friend. Now I just have to try and get her to come to the writing retreat next year. I think she would have a blast.
And I have to share one thought I had about Yuuta today. I’m not sure that this is even close to being right, but I think the idea will come across.
Yuuta-kun wa kawaii desu, demo, kare wa baka mo.



camp day 2

Jul. 13th, 2010 11:45 pm
lexxiescott: (niou fan)
When I woke up this morning I could hear everyone moving around and then it got quiet so I thought they were all off at breakfast. I reached up for my iPod, which was in the window with my headphones on my pillow so I can hear my music without disturbing anyone else, and checked the time. I was really surprised to see it say 0815. I must have really slept well to be awake so early. But it was also good because it meant I could get an early start on my various projects - ie my Japanese lessons - while I ate breakfast. I worked on Japanese memory games until the battery in my PC needed to be recharged and then played with my DS for a while just to unwind. It’s not fair to throw phrases at someone with cartoon pictures and expect a perfect score the first time round. Then out came the Mac and the project I was working on last night, my original slash story. I realized after I closed everything down last night and had turned off my DS that it probably wasn’t a good idea to be writing a ghost story about the Titanic while at camp by a lake. I had to laugh at myself for that one.
It took a little work but I finally figured out how to have a movie playing in the upper corner of the screen while I’m typing. So I watched Furukawa Yuuta’s live concert DVD - he is such a little cutie - and then put on my old stand-by, Fuma no Kojiro the stageplay. I’ve watched that one so many times that I can have it on and not even need to be looking at it to know where they are in the story. Kinda fun and it’s just background while I’m writing. I am going to watch Shindo-san’s latest play, Murder Factory, while I’m here, but not while I’m writing. I’m planning to give that one my full attention, even if I do think he looks silly with blond hair. *snickers* It’s based on an anime, so he had to look like the character, but I was so happy when he cut it and dyed it back to black. I think he looks so much better with black hair. But that’s just me. *grins*
I’m still working on the new piece. No fan fiction ideas have come to me, yet, other than about ten ways for Yukimura to destroy Fuji in that really long piece I’m writing. And poor Niou. I just want to go hug him. Okay, I want to do that anyway, but it’s the principle of the thing. Still, I think the second half of the story is going to be angsty, but fun at the same time. Does that even make sense?
The only thing scheduled for the day that I’m planning to attend is the campfire tonight. Now whether or not we actually have a campfire is one thing - and we might. It depends on the weather more than anything else and, right now, it looks like rain. But campfire is also what we call getting together at the end of the day and sharing a piece we’ve either written ourselves or we really love. I’ve read from Sherlock Holmes in the past rather than share my own work. I’m planning to read the start of this new piece tonight, if I can figure out how to scroll on my Mac so it will flow easily enough. You’d think after owning this thing for a year I’d know more about it. *shrugs* Oh well, as long as it will let me type, play my movies and go online for me, that’s all I really care about. Oh yeah, and not get sick. Both Ro’s PC laptop and desktop caught the same virus the same day and have basically died. She can get on to update her virus controls/programs, which she had done about three weeks before I think, and can’t get them to handle the virus. I tried to quarantine it on the desk top and the same error message just popped back up, so she’s down to one computer, her Mac, and her PS3. I didn’t know the PS3 was considered a computer until I looked around her living room one night and there were six computers in one room - her desktop, both her laptops, one of my laptops, Megan’s laptop, and Brian’s laptop. She pointed out that there were actually seven because the PS3 was a computer as well. You learn something new every day.
Back to Fuma and writing. :) Life doesn’t get much better than this, really.


Just came in from the campfire that was without a campfire. :) We just met on the back deck to share our writing projects and I have never had such a reaction to one of my stories before. I read the intro to my Titanic piece and they all demanded to hear more tomorrow. I asked Bev during a lull if she thought there would be a problem with it being a guy/guy story, non-graphic. Obviously I’ll write the smut scenes, just not share them with anyone here. I’m not that far out of my comfort zone yet. She said there wasn’t a problem at all and I should read it for them. So the saga will continue tomorrow.
I have a couple of funny lines that Bev shared. She’s from England and still has her accent although it’s been softened by over 20 years in the states. She was talking about taking her first class of students - first graders - at a local Catholic school (one I actually attended for several years) to church on Fridays. The priest liked to ask questions to engage the students in mass as this was just for the school. Bev said she had one little boy who would wait for the questions and then yell out answers. The two she shared with us were, “I don’t know, but I know the name of Jesus” and that he would lie in the pew with his head down where his feet should be, his feet over the back of the pew, point at the ceiling and said, “just shoot me now and take me home.” We were in tears we were all laughing so hard. Bev said it was her first class at the school and she wasn’t really sure how to bring the matter up to the boy’s parents.

The other really fun thing is that I was talking with Bev after we all moved inside - it got cold once the sun set and the breeze came in off the lake - and she suggested that I come to one of the NIWP seminars and give a presentation on fan fiction. She knows that I’m a firm believer in using fan fiction to teach creative writing and said that this would be a good thing to share with teachers, with the caution that many of them will be resistant because of the basic topic matter (I mean, come on, we want these kids to read Shakespere - or Bacon depending on your POV - not some trashy novel). But I countered with the fact that even if they do resist, they will hear what I’m saying and might remember it. So I’m going to be asking for everyone’s help here in a week or two. I have until next spring to put together about a 40 minute presentation on fan fiction and I’ll need stats. I know the history well enough and I’ll have to cover terms and comms and fandoms (merlin, that alone could be a presentation) and I want to share some of my own experiences as a writer. But I could really use ideas and, if you’re willing to share, your own personal reason you started writing fan fiction. I’ll see if I can get Ro to tape the presentation and put it up on line as well. And I’ll do a separate post as well for ease of replies and tracking. If you could help get the word out into the comms though, that would be awesome. I’m excited, but nervous as hell too. :)


camp day 1

Jul. 12th, 2010 07:44 pm
lexxiescott: (niou fan)
I don’t know what possessed me to close at the casino, but two idiot regulars kept us there until closing at four in the morning. It normally wouldn’t have been so bad, but I needed to get up and leave for Coeur d’Alene and camp around 0930. I got home and tried to go directly to bed, but ended up dealing with the cat until after five and then again around seven. So all in all I think I got about three hours of sleep. Probably not the best state to be driving in, all things considered.
Especially with how the wind was blowing. There were wind warnings in some areas for gusts up to 60mph, though I don’t think it was nearly that bad anywhere I went through. I got up and packed and was ready to leave in an hour. My parents have me well trained and, if I hadn’t had to work, I would’ve already been packed and maybe slept a little longer. But oh well, it worked out in the long run. I stopped in at Hastings to see if they had the next book in the new series I picked up. It’s nothing to really write home about, but the characters are good and that kinda carries the weaker story line. They didn’t so I got my meds and hit the road.
Coeur d’Alene is about two hours away from Moscow, the road pretty good most of the way, but the wind made it so we were all driving about five to ten under the speed limit at times just to be sure we could stay on the road. There was dust in the air from the unplowed fields and it caused what could be mistaken for fog in areas if we weren’t all so used to it. *grins* I had my jpop on shuffle and just enjoyed listening to the music as I drove from planted (and unplanted) wheat and pea/lentil fields to forrest and finally to the lake as I came over the crest of the mountain and could see Coeur d’Alene below me. I had really good directions through the city and made it to the interstate with absolutely no problems - why can’t I ever do this when Ro is around, she never believes me that I don’t get lost - and was soon on the little highway that winds around the lake to the camp.
When I got here I found that there was no one in the main office to check in with, but I already knew where I was going so I just got back in the car and drove to the cabin we were assigned. Bev and Terri were already here and getting their things set up, so I went ahead and, after greeting them, unloaded the car and claimed the same room I had last year. The bunk has a full mattress on the bottom bunk which means I sleep better because I can move without fear of falling out of bed. I moved the car back into place and joined the others for lunch.
We all just kinda hung out and watched the waves on the lake kick into white caps and either dust or mist settle over the horizon so the mountains on the other side were completely blocked. I’m going to take a picture a day from my bedroom window, at different times, with my cell phone so the various views and colors will be documented. I’ll try to remember to take a picture of my room as well, but my battery is going and I need it to stay charged until Friday. I wasn’t expecting cell reception so I left my charger at home.
Right around supper time I got the worst cramps so I just took a Tylenol and stayed in while everyone else went up to the mess hall. Bev and Bill and Terri are used to my rather antisocial ways when it comes to eating and were only worried enough to make sure that I felt okay before leaving. I like that they’re not hovering. Once supper was over we all met out on the back porch overlooking the lake, the wind had died down at that point, although we still thought we were at the ocean with how heavy the waves were hitting the shore at times. We did basic introductions and why we’d come to the retreat. I got some interest in reading my novel from a couple of people, which really made me happy. I asked that if they only had time to look at a chapter, please give me some feedback. I’ll take whatever I can get as I know they all have projects they want to work on as well.
And then I actually came in and went to bed. Well, fairly quickly anyway. Bill had been talking about how writing is far more than a mental exercise, it’s from the body more than the mind and I told him I had a quote for him. It’s from Douglas Adams Dirk Gently series and is roughly, “I’d heard that the humans only used one-tenth of their brain in daily life. But I’d never known that the other nine-tenths was used for storing penguins.” Bill loved it. He commented how lucky I am to be able to remember things like that and that led us to a line from Stephen Fry and Hugh Laurie that we both just adore. The pair is talking about language and Stephen Fry says that he can confidently say the following sentence knowing that it has never been said before. “Hold the newsreader’s nose squarely, waiter, or friendly milk will countermand my trousers.” And Hugh Laurie just looks at the camera for a moment and then shakes his head. The video of it is on youtube, I’ll see if I can find it once I’m home and add it to the post.
Then I vanished into my room, took my various pills and potions and sat up and typed four pages on a new story that has been turning over in my mind for a while now. It’s going to be an original slash story that I’ll try to publish. Keep your eyes open for bits of it on here as I’m sure I’ll post teasers. Then I played my DS for a bit until the pain meds kicked in and I fell asleep.







lexxiescott: (boku a boku)
After way too little sleep I'm about to hit the road for my week-long writing conference/camp. yay! I will have no internet access until I'm home again on Friday (late) and will probably only check emails and comments before heading for bed. I'll do my best to get caught up with everything over the weekend, including some personal messages on here.
Later.

novel news

Jun. 30th, 2010 03:55 am
lexxiescott: (hotties)
I finally broke the two month long writer's block I had going on the second novel. *does happy dance* And it lets me bring in my vampire character and some more of his backstory and lore, which I really wasn't planning to do until the third novel, but I guess I can always expand on what's in here or just create more.

And I spoke to one of the two directors at writing camp. She's willing to read the first novel and critique it for me, plus she has two friends who are fantasy readers/writers she thinks will be willing to help me out and I've got about fifteen other writers coming to camp who I can ask. There are two I really like and am hoping will be willing to help out. They're both high school teachers, a brother and sister, who I've known for three and seven years and really respect as writers and people. Bill is one of the few people I gave a manga to and he opened it correctly the first time around. And Christy is fascinated by fan fiction and now has some of her students writing it in class. I just never mention the slash part of it or read any of my pieces at camp because no one gets them. I learned that lesson the hard way. *sighs*

Finished watching Takumi-kun III. Really great, but the ending gave me bunnies. Original slash bunnies. *headdesk*
lexxiescott: (Boom)
Which sounds really, really strange when I come to think of it. *grin*
On the second night at the open mike/free read I performed Wallace McRae's poem Reincarnation.





Here are the pictures.




 
lexxiescott: (Boom)
Yesterday was spent in the car driving from Moscow to McCall - with remarkably little road construction. I was surprised because HWY 95 is the only link between north and south for the whole of the state and its always in a state of disrepair. Still, it was a little over four hours through the national forests and some farmlands. Montana has us beat for natural beauty, but I'm a little biased.
The camp itself hasn't changed at all since last year. I have pictures tagged under McCall and possibly camp for anyone who wasn't watching my journal last year when I came down. I do love it here, its so beautiful and peaceful. I think my favorite rule is no cell phones. Mainly because it means I don't have to worry about work calling me until I turn it on again Friday. *evil grin*
I don't think I slept at all last night, mainly tossed and turned, but I did manage to draft out the ending to Bound and a new chapter for First Time. And I actually recall most of what I wrote, so I'll be able to write those up before lunch - I hope - and get them posted. The reason for the rush is I'm in a character and plot development workshop in the afternoon. One of the ladies here wants to learn how to develop both character and plot for fictional works. And I said I'd come along and talk with her about it. I'm going to suggest fan fiction writing as a way to work on plot because the characters are already there and you don't have to worry about them so much. I don't know if she'll go for it, but I know it helps me make my characters and stories better to work with the already established characters sometimes. 
 
lexxiescott: (dragon state)
So as you all know I'm at a writing retreat this week and having a blast, apart from all the salads I'm having to eat but that's neither here nor there. We're in McCall Idaho which is about four hours south of Moscow and a beautiful drive although it was hot the day we all came down. It's cooled off, I'd say no more than 65 in the shade. Not that I'm outside much with all the writing I've been doing. But I wanted to share some pics of where I am and how absolutely beautiful it is here.

This is the camp. My cabin is the first on the right and it has bunk beds. Yeah, I'm a kid at heart and I am sleeping on the top bunk.



This is the dining hall and we can eat inside or out depending on the weather. Most of us have been inside for breakfast while its still cool and then outside for lunch and supper.



The lake is a major attraction for boats, jet skis, water sports, and swimming although it's still a little cold this time of the year. I jumped in a couple years ago and almost killed myself because I didn't know how cold water affected athsma.



And finally our classroom where we do our workshops, meetings etc during the day. We're the only group here this week so we've been spreading out around the camp to write or read. The group is all teachers except me, they let me come for the feedback on my books, so they all have projects they're working on.



There's not a picture of it but we get to have a campfire every night. We share what we've written for the day or other works that we like. This is just a nice vacation and having so many days of nothing but time to write is heaven.

****I got the final okay on my first novel synopsis so it'll be going in the mail to the publishers by the first of the month. Fingers crossed they like it and want to actually pick me up. ***

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