Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Novel Rant-------GO!

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I realized the other day that I have a bad habit of killing off characters that I base off my friends. Well, I didn't just realize it. It's been a slow-moving epiphany that had been building up over time in the back of my mind and likes to crop up whenever I'm writing my book.

I didn't realize it because I have a bad habit of killing of characters anyway. Like, if I can't get anywhere with my novel, I'll kill someone, and that usually gets the juices flowing again. The only problem with that is that it's usually a character that I'll need to use at a later date...so I have to reevaluate where my novel is going.

It's a stressful process.

Not as stressful as creating characters. I have an issue with making all my characters alike. I'm just fine with making very diverse characters--personality-wise, visually, mentally and verbally--but I have a problem with myself and the book if I get a handful of characters that are too much alike. And then I get to the point where I don't want to make too many characters (too late for that whoops) and then things get very confusing, even for me. I balance this by killing off characters.

Wow. A vicious cycle.

Think about it for a second. The book is about werewolves. There aren't enough of them left for them to just sit around sipping tea and chatting; that's why they mate early and have pups as soon as possible. They have a genetic incentive to find their mate and breed as soon as possible. Their lifespans don't give much room for other things. They're not like fruit flies, who are born and die the same day, but they probably won't live to 110. More like 60, if they're really good. Most wolves--true, feral ones--die before they hit their thirties; they just fight too much.

And of course they want their line to continue. You know...have male or female pups to keep your name and your blood alive; also a genetic incentive.

And then there's the whole human/werewolf problem. At first I didn't want to let it happen; you'd have little mutated babies with seven tongues and extra limbs and the likes. But then I decided that lycanthropes just have a diffrent gene pool than humans do. It's like saying a black guy and an Asian woman couldn't have children. Similar genetic but still from diffrent areas with diffrent genetic codes. That was a big thing for me.

Then again, when a pup is born out of one of two parents and is lycanthropic, they're a mutt, and they're frowned upon the werewolf comminuty. They aren't clean, because humans have hunted them for hundreds of years and made up terrible tales about them and cut off their heads. Of course, werewolves have been preying upon humans and telling myths about them and eating them for hundreds of years too, so the whole 'Humans are slaughterers' isn't really a fair idea. But if you've never been around humans, or are raised hating them, a lycanthrope just hates them for a rule.

And then there's the big problem that ties this post in a circle about pups being bred. There are purebred pups, like an African male with an African female to create an African pup, and then there are the mixed breeds, which are less common, like an African male and a Portlander female having a...Africander pup. What in the...? I don't even know. But yeah, pure breads are pretty common, mostly because your pack is who you'll be spending your time with.

I don't know where that was going...
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Once you showed me that life was worth living,But you never showed me that you’re worth forgiving.

This was a triumph. I'm making a note here--huge success.

Disregaurd that title, please.

It's been a long time. I'm sure all four of you who read this blog have been waiting with baited breath. Or not.

I'm not going to continue my rant about Eddie. I decided I was not in an Edward Cullen mood. He just...downs me. Makes me sad.

Instead, I'm going to talk about something we were talking about in a youth group last night. It's about God. If you don't care for God, shoo. Because this is about his feminine creation--women. I'm actually putting something deep on this blog; I hope you four people reading this will walk away thinking about it.

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We were talking about how women have a natural craving for relationships; contact with another human, usually a masculine one, and how our lives revolve around find a special someone and settling down and living with them for their life and being all happy and stuff like that. Curiously enough, I do not yet have this craving.

I don't mean to be argumentative. I just don't feel like everything I do should revolve around having a husband/boyfriend. That's not important to me, or at least it isn't the most important thing in my life right now. Would I like a boyfriend? Yes, that would be nice. But I don't. But I'm not obsessing over it. It's been months since my last boyfriend (last of a long line of two whole boys) and I'm just fine. I'm not concerned about finding a husband or my soulmate, especially not in friggin high school. That's not important in high school. It shouldn't be for anyone. Maybe not even in college.

Am I condemning girls whose lives revolve around their boyfriends? Of course not. But I am upset over the alarming way most females tend to obsess over everything their boyfriend does and they end up ostracised by friends and family because of how obsessive they are. I can't stand it when the inital sentance in a conversation is 'Guess what *insert boyfriend's name here* and I did ALLLLLLLLL day??'

You hung out. Hurp de derp. And truthfully? I don't give half a shit about what you and your boyfriend did ALLLLLLLLL day. Maybe if I ask you about it, it's free game, but don't come up to me a bellow about how much you love him, because chances are you don't and he doesn't love you.

God, I sound like I'm angry at heterosexual girls.

*deep breath*

I'm not. I just don't like listening to people getting emotional about a guy who they probably won't even remember in three years. Which beings me for a distaste of people wanting a boyfriend. Hell, I want a boyfriend. I do not want a player who likes to slap girls' behinds in the hallways to show off to their friends who don't even like them. And that is the majority of guys in the high school, especially in my grade. I demand respect from guys, which might be why I'm so unpopular. Whatever.

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Once you showed me that life was worth living,But you never showed me that you’re worth forgiving.