Friday, April 29, 2011

Lalala! I Can't Hear You!

Ok. Just because I have decided to pick up my fiction, that doesn't mean that I could ever abandon my people watching roots.

Conversely, all my stories could be works of fiction, and you would never know! That's the beauty of it.

So, this really happened. (Or did it? That's for you to guess and me to know.)


There I am on the bus with my trusty headphones in (spy *ahem* people watcher's tool number 4) and the scene sits as such:

In front is a Caucasian blond woman, nice shiny blond hair, with a tattoo of a hawk head on the left bicep and the words "Born Wild" in script on the other. In front of her is an older Asian
man. A trio of Af. Am. mothers with their small children enter. Cue dialog:

Well, to be honest, I have no clue what they said. The point I started paying attention was when the Asian gentleman started screaming at them to be quiet with a strong accent.

"You're being so noisy! All this talk talk talk! I can't hear anything! You need to be quiet!" or some such. The mothers, of course, had to have their say--or their "shout" rather:

"What you talking about! Don't tell ME to shut up! You're so rude! Yah! You're the rude one! I'll talk as loud as I want!" and so on.

The thing that makes this more than just a petty spat on the bus (trips without
them are few and far between) is the lengths that the Mom Side went to to taunt the poor Asian man, who broke out at one point in what I can only assume was Mandarin while shoving his fingers halfway down his ear canals.

Sure, he probably shouldn't have yelled at them in the first place, but for the next ten minutes (literally), they made a point to be really loud, talk about how rude he was and, with the help of the blond woman in front of me, encouraged their brood to make as much noise as possible.

An example:

"I think you have something to say! You wanna be loud? Noisy? You just scream as loud as you can now!"

Really? Can we at least TRY to act like adults, even if we aren't?

Ok, so maybe not. But I can always hope.

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Let's Change It Up

I realized today, looking through my blog, that something strange has been happening. I pondered it a bit, and it got through to me:

I haven't actually been writing for a while now.

I haven't been working on a fanfic that I actually have a large number of readers for.

I haven't been writing blog entries for you all to laugh and snark at.

I haven't been writing short stories.

I haven't even been working on one of my novels. And if I don't work on it, how will it ever get discovered, published, and make me a swimming pool of money deep enough to drown in?

That's right, it won't.

So, to fix this glaring error in my word count, I shall:

Be reviewing books from a cool website that will send them to you free if you review them. As my budget's a bit short right now, free books are a good thing.

Stop watching episodes of NCIS, Downtown Abby, and Sherlock, even though I adore Benedict Cumberbatch.

Perform writing exercises with my mother, the first of which was to pick three random nouns from a dictionary and write a piece about it. (This is not as easy as it sounds -- just try it for yourself, and be prepared to laugh. A glass of beer helps.) This week: Graveclothes, wreath, and skean.

Make writing a priority when not doing schoolwork. Sadly, this means I will probably have to read less, but such is a sacrifice....that I am not really willing to make. This option will be saved for last I think. This also means that, because I will be forcing myself to write and not just when whimsy takes me, some of my posts may not entirely be "blog title on-topic."

Oooorr, I could make like Jennifer (cake wrecks lady) and start another blog. But that honestly sounds like too much work. And if you know anything of me by now, you'll know I'm kinda lazy.

Thoughts from the whirling maelstrom of the Internet?

Friday, April 15, 2011

Ah, Caffeine Scribbles

...and now you know the brief for "culpable mental state." Believe me, NOT fun to write that out when you're trailing.

Wednesday, April 6, 2011


This is what happens with I'm waiting for dictation to start: