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This is why long load times in League of Legends are dangerous.

 

keep your promises

All right, blog-peoples. Now that the stats from yesterday’s blog post are done BLOWING MY MIND, (seriously! I’ve never gotten so many likes/follows before, and only gotten that many views for a post the Insatiable Booksluts linked to) I think I’m able to make another semi-coherent post now. No promises, though. It is me we’re talking about here.

Also, let me say hello and thank you to all the new followers. I know, I know, it’s boring when bloggers get all clingy and start shouting things like ‘OMG INTERNET FAME I LOVE YOU DON’T EVER LEEEEEEAVE ME’, but I can’t help it. I feel the urge to say hi. I feel the urge to be appreciative. Judge me as ye will.

OK. Now that that’s all out of the way…let’s get down to business.

♪ TO DEFEAT, THE SPAMMERRRRSS AND ALSO PLAY XIN ZHAO ♪

So, awhile ago, I wrote about my plans to get back into writing, mostly because I’ve spent about the last month thinking how much I would like to get back into writing. This time it wouldn’t really be for fame or oodles of money, even those things would definitely be nice and I wouldn’t turn them down if they were to arise. I think I mostly just want to get these damned stories out of my head. If they suck, then they suck. If they’re amazing, then they’re amazing. I don’t really care anymore. I just want to be able to go to sleep at night without at some point thinking, “Well what about this…” Also, a lot of these stories have been in my head for at least 5 years, sometimes longer. I feel like it’s far past time to do them justice, and I’m also a great believer in the idea that you must first clear away old projects before beginning with  new ones.

That being said, why is it so hard for me to sit down and put words onto paper?

Part of the reason is because a lot has been happening in my personal life lately (isn’t that always the way) and it’s been diverting my focus. But most of that has been settled now, so I feel like my excuses have run out. (And that’s exactly what they are) So! Since I know I’m never going to get anywhere if I don’t just sit down and write something, and because I suddenly seem to have a lot of people following my blog, I figure why not combine the two and use my tiny sprinkling of internet fame to help keep me honest.

As such, I am now introducing a word count meter. No fancy widget just yet, because I don’t know how to make one. This counter will now appear at the beginning of all future blog posts, regardless of what they are. (I may also make separate “word count” posts if I feel I’m in danger of abandoning my promise.) My goal is to have at least 5,000 words written by the end of this month.

Yes, I know, that goal may seem absolutely laughable to a lot of my writer friends, (and also anyone who’s ever participated in NaNoWriMo) but keep in mind that I haven’t done any fictional writing in over a year. (And also the month is already almost half over.) I am EXTREMELY rusty at this, and also I’m pretty frightened to pick up where I left off, even if I know it’s the right choice. So go easy on me. Remember that I have a lot of other projects taking up my time and attention, too.

I would also like to share a few chapters on this blog from time to time, even before they’re 100% finished. (I know that goes against many Writer Rules, but I don’t care. I want to. It’s fun.) I like the feedback one gets and I also think it will help keep me honest if people are expecting more snippets. Also, seeing people excited to read my work is a great motivator.

So yeah. If I don’t reach my goal for some reason, (unless it’s a really good reason, like maybe my house was struck by a meteorite) that’s where you guys step in. Throw stuff at me. Yell at me. Stamp your feet and spam my inbox with angry comments. Call me a loser in your own blog. Tweet abuse at me. Do whatever you feel like. Just make sure I know that I’m breaking a promise, and I’d better be damned sure that I’m willing to be That Person. That’s all I can ask.

Until next time, blog-peoples…

 

edit moar

What’s this? A motivational post about editing? Have I suddenly finished a book and need to talk about the horrible red slashes I’m drawing through my manuscript!? WHAT DOES IT MEAN????

It means I found a really funny picture and I wanted to share it with you all, especially if you, like me, are tired of the sappy, hipster-esque “love quotes” pictures you see now and again. They’re usually being posted by preteen girls on Tumblr who have all these feelings that they just have to express to the world about how hard their life is and how many emotions they’re having, like, right now.

Sorry. I was there once too. But thankfully I was smart enough to know that most people (if not all of them) didn’t give a crap about my bullshit.

So yeah. If you ever feel like being “deep” or “meaningful”…make sure I’m not standing nearby with a red pen, because I will totally do the following to your image/quotation/poem/whatever.

Enjoy!

 

I’m not dead yet

So naturally, as soon as I plan some fun things and try to get back into blogging, I end up getting two really bad colds back to back and spend almost an entire month sick. Fun times! Granted, it’s been over two years since I was last sick, (my run of excellent health seemed to begin just as soon as I quit working at a filthy grocery store…IMAGINE THAT) but I still really could’ve done with some space between those two colds. I feel like I’ve been in an alternate dimension for the last two weeks. >.< My poor dad hasn’t been doing too well, either, not that he needs more illness on top of what he already has to deal with.

But anyway. It’s all over and done with, and provided me with an important reminder to take better care of myself. Staying up late and not exercising regularly is all well and good for a little while, but there’s only so much one should try to get away with. I’ve also realized how terrible I am at being selfish. Most people would celebrate that trait, but I don’t. It means I push myself to do things I don’t have the energy for, or things I don’t enjoy, and that only leads me to feeling worn out and unhappy. But what’s the point of living if you aren’t happy? Sure, not every second has to be sunshine and daisies, but overall there should be more fun in your life than anything else, something which I’ve been learning lately. Fun has never been high on my list of things to do. I’ve always been very suspicious of it. Fun generally seems to be followed by tragedy and upset, in my experience. (Or at the very least, tons of annoying chores)

But maybe that’s because the fun I’ve had up until now has been the sort of fun that has to come at the expense of everything else in your life. (That whole “let’s not clean the house and say we did” syndrome) Which means that when you wake up in the morning with your hangover and your messy house, you have an entire day of headache-y crap to look forward to. I’m beginning to think that’s the wrong kind of fun. (Granted, I haven’t had that many hangovers in my life, but it’s an example everyone easily understands.) Sure, stuff like that happens from time to time, and it’s best to just go with it instead of getting all angry-faced about it. But overall, I think it’s more important to look for the little moments of fun. A song you really like dancing to, a fresh breeze, an intriguing book, or good company. Because if you look for and thoroughly enjoy moments like that, you won’t be constantly on your guard for the aftermath that other types of fun bring around.

Or maybe I just need to stop being wound so tightly and take this giant stick out of my ass. *shrug* Anything is possible. XD

So, upcoming projects from yours truly include: Getting a Minecraft server up and running, (this will probably depend on when my dad feels better as I will need his help with ports and whatnot) more blog posts, more photography, (hopefully) more travel, and also a revival of my Livestream channel, The Gweninator Broadcasting Netwerk. I plan on putting my gorgeous Alienware computer through its paces (well, I’ll be putting it through a pace which it will probably regard as mildly stimulating as its processor points and laughs derisively at me saying something along the lines of, “Isn’t that precious”) and streaming a LOT more stuff from now on, and maybe even adding a bit of it to my non-existant YouTube channel in the hopes of hitting the big time and making lots of money entertaining all you lovely stalkers out there that I seem to have acquired. There will be League, of course, and Minecraft, but also a full playthrough of Mass Effect 1 and 2 as I endeavor to craft the perfect save file for when I finally get my hot little hands on Mass Effect 3. (Which I may or may not sell a part of my soul to get. Sexual favors are also negotiable. But only for the PC version and all the DLC. And a nice dinner. And only if your name is Shane.) I will also be finishing up my Batman: Arkham Asylum playthrough and pretending as if 160 hours of Skyrim didn’t stop me dead in my tracks on finishing that game. >.> I also have a crap ton of other games that were purchased for me by my awesome dad during the winter Steam sale, so there should be a steady stream of entertainment going on over there from now on. No pun intended. (OR WAS IT!?!?!?!) I will also try to stream whilst in vent so you can all see just how insane my friends are. They’re far funnier than I am anyway.

Well, I think that’ll do it for today’s blog post. Have fun, people. 

 

noooooooob

So, I was surfing through The Tribunal the other day, minding my own business, quietly bringing the justice of the League on unsuspecting dickfaces, when I came across a certain player. This person, while not unlike many of the other people I’ve seen reported in the Tribunal, had a special quality about them that caught my eye. Not only do they have a penchant for playing Soraka, one of my favorite champions, but they also had a certain, *ahem*, gift with the English language that was just irresistibly funny. I don’t think I’ve paid such close attention to 10 chat logs in all my life.

Here, let me show you what I mean…

Once again, I must thank the League of Legends community with providing its players with the highest quality entertainment possible. Seriously, people. You can’t make this shit up.

And now if you’ll excuse me, I have some Tetreis to go play.