Wednesday, July 30, 2008

A Writing Expirement: WordSpill

Alright so I just found this really cool new project on DeviantArt called Worspill. See here for full details: http://wordspill.deviantart.com/ I'm really excited about it and I've already done the first prompt. Here are some of the basic guidelines so that you understand what I'm about to post is all about.

You have 10 minutes to write something using a prompt. This weeks prompt was "Welcome". The catch is you have to just write freely without looking at what you wrote until after the 10 minutes. The best way to do this is to type it out in white font so you can't see it even if you look up at the screen.

After the 10 minutes you go back and make a copy of what you wrote, edit it how you please and then post both the unedited and edited versions together so you can see the process.

I'm so glad I found something like this because I've been wanting to get back into my writing more seriously. At first I was thinking of picking up one of my abandoned novel ideas but then I realized that was a little too ambitious. I needed to start out small. So this and other little project type things will be good for me. Simple little warm ups before I step back into the big game.

But now, no more exposition, let's get to the real stuff!



The Spill

Welsome to the end, the beginning, the all” he said with a swipping bow and a tip of his tall hat. I started and looked around, unsure of where I was or how I got there.

“What the…”

“You’re wondering where you are I’m guessing, correct/?”

I nodded, still unable to gather my thoughts.

“As I said, you are at the end, the beginning, the all.”

“And what is that surposed to man?”

“That is for you to find out. I d not hold the answers for you.”

“Well that’s damned annoying,” I growled.

“Most things are in life.”

I took a good ahard klook at the man before me. He was wearing a red veslvet suit with black trimmings and a shinny blck top hat. His boots were much like the hat and had a curl at the toes. He looked like so much of an evil little imp, pointed ears and all. I glared at him and with one flick of my hand upset the hat and caused to go flying into the air on it’s own violation.

“Hey! He shouted trying in vain to grab at it.

“Pip! Honestly!, why do you do this to me?”

“Because you’ve been ignoring me. Ever since you got married it’s been nothing but ‘Daniel this’ and ‘Daniel that’! I’m sick of it! I was here first you know!”

“Yes, I know Pip. You were always first. But life’s gotten alittle crazy and I’m just not sure what I’m doing wit it or you right now.”

“Well that’s a poor excuse…”

“So sue me! What do you want me to do about it?”

“Just spend a little time with me everyday. That’s all I’m asking. It’s not like you don’t have time. Just one hour a day that you could welcome me back into your soul.”

My head sagged, he was right, of course, he generally was. I shook my head trying to clear away the fuzzies he always put there, trying to think on my own. I looked up into this emerald green eyes that were pleading with me.

I opened my arms and smiled, “Welocme home Pip, welcome home.”


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The Clean-Up

“Welcome to the end, the beginning, the all!” he said with a sweeping bow, a shinny black top hat in one hand, the other held over his heart.

I started and looked around, unsure of where I was or how I got there. “What the…”

“You’re wondering where you are, correct?” the man asked as he placed the hat over his lime green curls.

I nodded, still unable to gather my thoughts.

“As I said, you are at the end, the beginning, the all.”

“And what is that supposed to mean?”

“That is for you to find out. I do not hold the answers for you.”

“Well that’s damned annoying,” I growled.

“Most things are in life.”

I took a good hard look at the man before me. He was wearing a red velvet suit with black trimmings. His boots had curled toes and were shined to such a high polish that I could see my reflection in them. He looked an evil little imp, pointed ears and all.

I glared at this familiar face with its devilish grin and with a flick of my hand, grabbed the hat from atop his head and threw it into the air. The wind caught it and took it away with a chuckle.

“Hey!” he shouted, trying in vain to grab at it.

“Pip! Honestly! Why do you do this to me?”

“Because you’ve been ignoring me! Ever since you got married it’s been nothing but ‘Daniel this’ and ‘Daniel that’! I’m sick of it! I was here first you know!” Pip, my muse, pouted.

“Yes, I know. But life has gotten a little crazy and I’m just not sure what I’m doing with it or you right now.”

“Well that’s a poor excuse…” he turned away, refusing to look me in the eye.

“So sue me! What do you want me to do about it?”

“Just spend a little time with me everyday. That’s all I’m asking. Just an hour a day that you could use to welcome me back into your soul.” He turned back towards me. The pain in his eyes was too much for me to bear and I was the one forced to look away.

My head sagged, I shook it trying to clear away the fuzziness he always put there; trying to think on my own. He was right, of course, he generally was. I finally looked up into those emerald green eyes that were pleading with me.

I opened my arms and smiled, “Welcome home Pip. Welcome home.”


You can also find this on my DeviantArt site here: http://whitecrowaa.deviantart.com/art/Wordspill-Welcome-93272211

~Kricket

Thursday, July 17, 2008

Driving, Lots and Lots of Driving

So, the Hubby and I just got home from a 6 day trip to Georgia, my home. We flew out there Friday morning and came home at 2 o'clock in the morning today. We went out there for our second wedding reception.

It was so much fun to see the family! My grandmother was there, as well as all of my siblings. My brother Michael, his wife and two kids, one of which was my 4 month old niece that I hadn't seen yet. And my sisters Michelle and Carrie. I also had an aunt and uncle come down from South Carolina for the day. It was so great! Not to mention all the friends I hadn't seen in a while.

The Hubby also had some family come down. His mother and one set of grandparents that live here in Utah were able to come, along with his aunt, uncle, and two cousins that live in North Carolina. The whole thing was a blast. There was dancing and laughter and cake and good food. Everything just turned out so wonderfully.

One of my bride's maids and best friends, Jessica, caught the bouquet, and my 4 year old nephew, Kevin, caught the garter. By the time we did the garter toss, he was the only single male there. It was way cute. As soon as I get the pictures, I'll post some up here.

The reception was Saturday night, we were so blasted from it that we didn't go to church on Sunday, just stayed home and relaxed. We opened our presents and got lots of nice things. My favorite things were a set of note pads and to-do list for a whole year and a beautiful pink and green glass bowl with roses on it that I have no clue what to do with. The Hubby's favorite thing was a digital picture frame, which figures since he's a photographer. Not to mention about $1,400, that was good too.

On Monday we started our 3 day, nearly 2,000 mile road trip back to Utah. We maneged to get all of my stuff into the SUV we rented. I was so afraid I was going to have to leave stuff behind. We didn't get very far that first day, only to the north side of Nashville, TN. We had only gotten 4 hours of sleep the night before because we had stayed up so late talking to my old high school friend, Lance, my sister, Michelle, and her fiance, Josh.

It also didn't help that I was sick that evening. I was emotionally drained from leaving home and then I hadn't been feeling good most of the week. So Daniel had to go and get me food and medicine while I laid in bed and moaned. That first night seriously sucked and we didn't get started until late that next day.

But Tuesday was better. The meds helped and I did more than half the driving. We went through Kentucky, Illinois, Missouri, a pinch of Iowa and finally stop somewhere in Nebraska. We did a lot of back roads driving through Illinois to avoid I-64 because it was under construction and completely shut down. It was a pretty scenic tour, but it added a couple extra hours to our trip that day.

Thus, we had to make it up yesterday. We hit the road about 9am, Central Time, and got home about 1am, Mountain Time. When you do the math it's somewhere around 17 hours. Yeah, in short, it sucked ass!

But, it was an adventure. I learned some things though, while driving.
1) The further you get from home, the worse the bathrooms are.
2) Cruise control is your best friend.
3) Only use cruise control when you're awake.
4) Cars are never aligned perfectly straight.
5) GPS navigators don't understand the beauty of U-turns.
6) Be nice to semi trucks and they'll be nice to you. (not to mention getting truck karma from the truck gods)
7) Caffeine is your friend.
8) Take lots of breaks.
And finally, 9) Speed limit signs on open interstates are really just suggestions.

Well, this blog is getting long enough, I'll come back later with pictures and more stories.

~Kricket

Thursday, July 10, 2008

Once Upon A Time...

A couple of weeks ago, Daniel and I got a $30 gift card to Barnes and Noble. While there we picked up three classic novels (I'm trying to extend my classic reading knowledge since none of the new literature of today interest me right now). One of the ones I got was Grimm's Fairy Tales. Now, I know it was the Grimm brothers who collected these stories and thus why it's named after them, but the title also has a double meaning to me. These stories are rather grim. These are not your Disney fairy tales where everything is cute and fluffy, these tales are rather violent.

Take for example the very first story in this collection, "The Frog Prince". Now we all know that the Frog becomes the Prince when the Princess kisses him, right? Wrong! You want to know how he becomes human again? The Princess throws him against a freakin' wall! She gets so annoyed with the Frog begging to share her bed with him that "she threw him with all her strength against the wall, saying, 'Now, will you be quite, you ugly Frog!'" And it's as he falls to the floor that he transforms back into a handsome Prince.

Of course, the Princess instantly falls in love with him and they get married. Now, I know there is supposed to be a moral to this story about keeping promises and not being shallow or vain and the like, but there was one fact that I found rather amusing. Since I read so much fantasy I have a pretty good knowledge of the laws of magic within literature. The idea that an evil spell will be broken with a kiss is not an uncommon one. It goes back to the "love conquers all" bit. But think on how this one evil witch must have cursed this poor Prince.

Picture it with me: The Prince is cowering on the floor at the feet of some ugly hag. She's waving her wand over him and speaking in a terrible sounding language. She's preparing a most wonderful curse for him because of some misdeed he did that pissed her off for unknown reasons. After she's finished mumbling, the Prince begins to transform into a Frog. He cries out in horror, "Oh no! Please no! How can I undo this evil?"

And the Witch grins down at the ugly little Frog and says, "If you can find the most beautiful Princess in the land and piss her off as much as you've angered me, to the point where she throws you against a wall in a fit of rage; only then will you become human again."

The Frog, thoroughly confused and very depressed, hops away to find a nice cool pool of water to spend the rest of his days. The End.

I'm not sure why this image amuses me so. I guess because it's so... unromantic. We've grown up with Sleeping Beauty and Snow White being awakened by "Love's first kiss". It's strange not seeing it when you totally expect it to happen. And yes, this book does have the stories of Sleeping Beauty and Snow white in it, but I haven't gotten that far, and I'm not going to skip ahead yet either. It's more fun reading all these stories in order.

Overall, the first three stories that I have read, have all been rather violent. Lots of killing and defiling of dead bodies, and a very gruesome rescue of baby goats from the stomach of a wolf. And the funny thing is, these stories are the edited down versions. The Grimm brothers knew that these tales were too violent for children, so they down played most of it and took out almost all the sexual references, which I guess there were many. I guess the common German folk of the 17 and 1800's were a rather perverted lot. ::shrug:: Makes for interesting reading nonetheless.

~Kricket

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

The First Real Post

Ok, now that I've played with this enough and got it all figured out I can really post something of import.

Since I'm new here I'll start with a little about my self and my current life. I just got married on June 28 to the most wonderful man in the world, Daniel. So I've only been married for less than 2 weeks. It's a strange and new experience. I'm originally from Georgia, so this is the furthest I've been away from home. Although I was here back in the beginning of 2007 to go to school at LDS Business College in Salt Lake City. That's were I met Daniel. And now, 17 months later, we're married. It's been and long, crazy, but happy road.

And in a couple of days, Daniel and I will be heading back to GA for a second wedding reception and to pack up all my stuff to officially move me out here. We're driving back to Utah in a rented SUV. The road trip should be lots of fun.

Well, I should be going now, I've got some cleaning to do and I have to fix dinner before the Hubby comes home.

~Kricket

I'm new!

Alright, this is al new for me, so lets see how it goes. It's not like I need one more place to go online...