Silver Angel (former leader of Shadowtear) and Millard (former co-leader of Swiftstorm) created a splendid video concerning What Tribe Leaders Do When the Tribe-Building Contest Is Over. Enjoy. :)
(please watch full-screen for best effect)
December 23, 2010
Operation Christmas Child
I am pleased to say that our family had the privilege to participate in Operation Christmas Child this year! A month or so ago we packed and turned in a shoebox full of gifts to someone in this great world of our
s. Just today we learned it went to a young teenage girl in Ecuador.
Because, as you have likely noticed, I have a boundless passion for lists,
The shoebox contained:
Among lights,
-whisper
s. Just today we learned it went to a young teenage girl in Ecuador.
Because, as you have likely noticed, I have a boundless passion for lists,
The shoebox contained:
- notebook
- gloves
- pack of pens
- small stuffed dog
- compact mirror
- nail clippers
- jump rope
- glow sticks (although ultimately we didn't include these, due to a fear they were a violation of regulations)
- washcloth
- Nerds
- flashlight (with spare batteries)
- gum
- bar soap
- ponytail holders
- socks (essential to life)
- toothpaste
- toothbrush
- hairbrush and comb
- lollipops
Among lights,
-whisper
December 20, 2010
Comics
A collection of comics (you should be able to see them best if you click on them) that I've clipped from various issues of the illustrious WORLD magazine. They concern the effect of technology on humanity... my favorite is the top left. :)
Also worthy of note - Millard has posted on his blog an interview with author Amanda Bradburn, writer of The Keepers of Elenath. It's short, simple, informative, and worth checking out!
Also worthy of note - Millard has posted on his blog an interview with author Amanda Bradburn, writer of The Keepers of Elenath. It's short, simple, informative, and worth checking out!
December 1, 2010
NaNoWriMo
So. It is finished. I am through.
I have completed NaNoWriMo.
At 50,663 words, it - that infamous novel that has diligently plagued me all throughout the long November month - sits without a name. I only recently realized this problem. Hm. Titles I contemplate are "Wilderwood King" or "Rebel's Cause."
Because I enjoy listing elements of stories, I shall do so now for mine. My tale contains/concerns:
I freely admit that it is a poor story. Perhaps some characters, scenes, or threads of plot will be salvageable, but on the whole I have little affection for it. Yet I am still content. I did not jump into NaNo with the intention of coming out with a worthy story; I wanted to do it for the sheer challenge and adventure; to be able to say that I have done it! Here in prosperous America, I do not have many chances for true adventures, but I try to take what I can get. :) NaNoWriMo was not terribly adventurous or thrilling, but it was a challenge, a task, a quest - one that I have successfully completed. I am content. I can now say that I have done NaNoWriMo; 50,000 words, 30 days.
Thanks to Millard for the many word wars and vigorous encouragements! I think I would have lost strength and motivation and tossed the whole project without his help. :) You can read Millard's ominous story of his dreadful experience with NaNoWriMo here.
Millard was ALSO the one who, upon the completion of my novel, convinced me to - against my better judgment - write "NaNoWriMo" on my socks with a Sharpie, as he himself did. And (heheh) I took a video of the event. If you're truly so bored that you'd care to see -
And, finally, I shall close with a quote from the book "No Plot, No Problem!" written by Chris Baty, the man who created NaNoWriMo (and consequentially became the man whose name is alternately cursed and blessed by aspiring authors more than any other appellation). The following narrates his method of celebrating a NaNoWriMo victory:
Over and out.
The triumphant,
-whisper
I have completed NaNoWriMo.
At 50,663 words, it - that infamous novel that has diligently plagued me all throughout the long November month - sits without a name. I only recently realized this problem. Hm. Titles I contemplate are "Wilderwood King" or "Rebel's Cause."
Because I enjoy listing elements of stories, I shall do so now for mine. My tale contains/concerns:
- Knights
- Slavers
- Nuns
- A peasant uprising
- Wolves
- Quartz
- A steep cliff
- A bonfire
- Waterfall
- Blood. Lots of blood. My poor characters suffered much. >_>
I freely admit that it is a poor story. Perhaps some characters, scenes, or threads of plot will be salvageable, but on the whole I have little affection for it. Yet I am still content. I did not jump into NaNo with the intention of coming out with a worthy story; I wanted to do it for the sheer challenge and adventure; to be able to say that I have done it! Here in prosperous America, I do not have many chances for true adventures, but I try to take what I can get. :) NaNoWriMo was not terribly adventurous or thrilling, but it was a challenge, a task, a quest - one that I have successfully completed. I am content. I can now say that I have done NaNoWriMo; 50,000 words, 30 days.
Thanks to Millard for the many word wars and vigorous encouragements! I think I would have lost strength and motivation and tossed the whole project without his help. :) You can read Millard's ominous story of his dreadful experience with NaNoWriMo here.
Millard was ALSO the one who, upon the completion of my novel, convinced me to - against my better judgment - write "NaNoWriMo" on my socks with a Sharpie, as he himself did. And (heheh) I took a video of the event. If you're truly so bored that you'd care to see -
And, finally, I shall close with a quote from the book "No Plot, No Problem!" written by Chris Baty, the man who created NaNoWriMo (and consequentially became the man whose name is alternately cursed and blessed by aspiring authors more than any other appellation). The following narrates his method of celebrating a NaNoWriMo victory:
“I tend to celebrate crossing over with a meditative ceremony where I print the book out and neatly stack the pages on the floor. When everything has been properly laid out, I take a few steps back from the work, close my eyes, and offer up my thanks to the writing powers for another bountiful harvest. At which point, I get a running start and dive headlong into my wordpile, rolling around and snorting like a pig.
"And then I fall asleep for three days."
Over and out.
The triumphant,
-whisper
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