An Entire Journalist!

It has been a long absence. Maybe is because uni is in full swing and I am busy or I am too engrossed in Harry Potters latest adventure.

It’s been a week and still no inspiration for Chapter 56…I am only 385 words in. I hope to finish the novel before the end of August.

Anyways did I mention that I am an entire journalist not a partial one? Well it’s not for certain yet but I started a work experience thing with The Morning Bulletin. I am unsure if it is an actual paid job or not but the story they assigned me was published in Saturdays paper. Yay! Ah yes and I did a street poll where I asked people “Where is the strangest place you ever slept?” Luckily I had no X-rated answers. Oh yes and the editor for some reason sounds like Prime Minister John Howard and the stories assigned and written by some reporters are quite strange. However, there were no disasters and everything seemed to go smoothly.

P.S. Frederick says Palmsie can’t play checkers now because it’s past his bed time.

Imaginary Influences

Well my first week of uni will be over tomorrow. It’s been a strange week. There is just something about this week that made it strange and I can’t quite figure it out.

“The door of my classroom during Cultural and Media Identity class has an ugly green door with a rectangle window. I kept imagining Wild Will barging in and saying talk about something that isn’t shit or I will eat you!” ~ July 12 2006

The funny thing about this is I can still see the green door and the imagined sequence of my rottweiler character barging in making a scene. Hence to say I was obsessed with character at the time as I was writing a series of stories about Wild Will and the A.E.S.M. On November 23 of this year Wild Will turns 4. I count that as his birthday because he made his first appearance. I still remember the story he first appeared in Cave Canem (Latin for Beware of Dog). I even remember how I came up with him in October during a boring library job.

In fact I have come up with many epic characters over the years many of them are displaced and have no story to call their own yet. I say they are epic characters because I haven’t forgotten them and they managed to stay with me through time.

Carly McNelson
Sam Benson
James Elison
Noel Edwards
Paul Berrdanelli
Clever Queen
Sherrylock
Napoleon Zelaway
John Queensburry
Adventure Joe
Frostbite
Ruthless Roy
Copper Fielding
Oryan Nobel
Tom Brannigan
Sebastian Kat

Then there are others I have forgotten. I can remember some of them but because I forgot to write about them they disappeared into non existence. I can still remember my day dreams about my characters, the stories in my head. They are like distance memories almost life like and real, yet I acknowledge they were not real at the same time. Its quite odd and it irritates me to such and extent that I am angry with myself for not writing about these stories and characters. It’s as if I have let them down as though they were real. For some reason it seems that my imaginary characters somehow replaced my imaginary friends and have become important in my life. I worry that it sounds like I am a bit out there, but I understand what I mean.

In writing news: I wrote another chapter of Fizzy Lemonade, which is meant to be the sequel to Song of the Superheroes. I have another spin off planned too called Bamboozle Blues, but it is in the developmental non-writing stages. I wrote a poem. In fact it’s my first attempt at poetry in a few years…you can read it here. And So far Chapter 56 starts off like this…insert entire idea here! Wow I have made progress.

Breaking news: Ashleigh has been abducted by pregnant old lady men masquerading as Mormon Missionaries. They are holding her for ransom for vegetables, particularly cabbages. Philis attempted to save her but they weren’t interested in the pound of flesh she so graciously offered. She was also furious when the tried to convert her to Mormonism.

P.S. It's official, I am out of shape. I can’t even run to the corner store with out being puffed. If there was ever a zombie holocaust I’d be dead and zombiefied.

Obsession and Oatmeal Cookies .

Just a quick entry tonight…its 1:37 a.m. at the time of writing this and well I really must be off to bed. It seems my night owl type habits are coming back again.

Let’s see what have I done lately? I baked a batch of oatmeal cookies on Friday about 36 to be exact. They tasted so good I ate them all to myself, the very last one being about 10 minutes ago. I am entire lard. Noooo I ate them all because I’m fat! Sorry channelling my inner Philis.

Anyways, my obsession with my Officer Octogenarian is continuing to unfold. I think I have talked about this way too much. So I will spare you the ramblings. Oh yes and I finally got the courage to apply for a job as a journalist at the local newspaper in town The Morning Bulletin yesterday, as they were advertising for one. I' ve been studying journalism for four years almost so I think its time I get a job in the field. Tis and interesting paper to read a bit sensationalist and strange, but it would still be fun to work at.

Jo and I watched Norbit and then culturally analysed it. I kept using the term binary opposites at least three times, which proves university is rubbing off on me. The reason I used the term is because Rasputia the main villain type character is seen as morbid, mean, and fat as opposed to Norbits object of affection Kate who is said to be even by the producers of the movie “petite and beautiful.” To me that is a real binary opposite of fat/skinny or big/small. It makes me sad how obesity and fat are seen as negative. Case in point Philis punched Ashleigh after watching this movie…It offended her fat and made Ashleigh even more of a NERD nerdy retarded weird girl. Luckily Princess Jo provided soup and bread.

Basically the whole entire point of this random short entry is to announce that Chapter 55 is up. Yay! Also because certain individuals said it is compulsory to post an entry when I update my massively long story…which now is 120170 words. I am obsessed!

P.S. I baked another batch of cookies, chocolate chip cookies, but they didn’t taste as good as the first…Also its 1:57 at the time of finishing this entry.