Pageviews, Crafting, and Words, words, words

I got all excited to see that I had 21 pageviews today, and none of them were my own views! How awesome is that? Not very, I know. But it's still exciting.

Edit: Maybe I'm lying about pageviews. I'm confused...

I've been catching up on my Youtube stuff today. The Guild season 6 premiered last week, so I've been watching all their production videos. I adore Felicia Day. I want to be her best friend. Like, the first time I've ever wanted to use the term BFF. She is honestly the reason I got back into writing and reading. I wanted to read the books she was doing in Vaginal Fantasy, and more than anything I want to be one of the writers she talks about.

Anyway, [/endrant]...

 In one of those production videos one of their actors had a birthday. He turned 24. I felt useless. But! He's a only year younger than me! So, hey, that's not *too* bad. I just gotta get off my ass.

One of those production videos, they talked about how you just gotta start doing it. So I've decided (once again) to try. Maybe this is the time it'll stick.

So I'm going to stop sitting here eating cupcakes and dreaming and post a new blog. Mostly because I need to stop eating cupcakes.

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This is something I started writing a long time ago that I really liked the idea of and I really want to continue, but I need to scale the story down a little bit. It's overwhelming even to think about, much less try to explain or write. So, here you go! It's super short!
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“You know, soldier,” came a voice from the girl on the back of the horse, “you haven’t said one word to me. You could have kidnapped the wrong girl from the safety of her home.”

“I haven’t, Lady Charissa.” Growled the soldier.

“I’m not Lady Charissa. I demand that you let me go.” The soldier said nothing. It was several minutes before she spoke again. “How do you know who I am then, Feral.” He said nothing, but she saw him sit up a bit straighter in a bit of shock. “I can see your hands holding the reigns. The markings on your right hand are very specific. A fox if I’m not mistaken.”

“You are not mistaken.” He said in a dark voice.

“I didn’t mean to offend, soldier.” She said quietly. “The others made themselves known in the town asking about me. No one but the queen is supposed to know the way I look. How did you know who I was?”

The man didn’t speak for a long time. When they arrived at the next village he stopped the horse and stepped down then lifted her into his arms. Bound the way she was, she was unable to walk. He nodded to the innkeeper inside, showed him his army credentials and carried her up the stairs to her room. He laid her on the bed and for the first time she looked at his face. His brilliant red eyes shown underneath his hood. He removed his hood and showed his short black hair and chiseled features. She tucked a piece of hair behind her ear and swallowed tightly.

“We’ve met, haven’t we, Soldier.”

“I’ll go down and get you some food. I’ll untie your hands so you can eat. You’ll get some sleep.”

He left then, pulling his hood back up around his head and went to the dining room. He returned quickly to find the girl trying to untie her bonds. She looked up at him innocently as he placed a tray of food on the table beside the bed. He knelt and began untying her hands for her. As he worked at the knots he spoke in a quiet voice.

“When you were very young, a group of specters kidnapped you. They took you to one of their encampments on the east bank of the Coria River. They kept you there for two years before deciding that you were not the person they wanted. Your pendant of dawn would do nothing for them. They decided to have you executed. It was their way. The fox they sent to murder you seemed to take pity. He took-“ With an exasperated sigh Charissa cut in.

“Soldier. I know the story. I was there, you know.”

Glee

Almost forgot to post something today. It was a good day. I took my antidepressant which is good. I registered for my classes, also good. I taught my little girl's ballet class, which was awesome. And now I'm watching Glee. Everyone keeps telling me that it's the best thing ever. And so far ... the music is good, but that's about it. The story lines are not really all there, like there's something that's just not clicking. The characters are transparent and kinda boring. I mean, the only one that seems to have any personality is the jock with a hidden passion for singing. The teacher has a personality in there, but it never gets to come out because someone shuts him down before he can say two bloody words. They keep telling me Rachel is a goddess and that I will love her, but honestly, I kinda want to shoot her. In her stupid nose. She's a bitch!

And yet all the same I'm still watching. Because the music is awesome. But I think it's more because otherwise I feel like I'm some sort of traitor to my group.

And I just realized that my dog snores. And I'm wondering if that's what wakes me up at all hours of the night when I can't figure out what it is.

It's possible.

Just to show you how truly geeky I am, I'm going to reveal something about myself. I do forum based RPGs. Nothing with dice or anything. It's all about the story and character development and the people I'm working with are great. I've been on this site for years, and every once in a while it dies, but it always comes back. And then it dies again. For a year at a time sometimes. But it always comes back. I've been working with two of the other members there. Well one is the site's creator and the other is just another guy who's been there nearly as long as she and I have. We are some of the few on the site who can, a) really write, and b) do so consistently, and c) treat everyone else on the site with any sort of respect. It's awesome and we just finished a really great dialogue session. And I'm feeling really good about my writing skills tonight.

However I have to go back to work tomorrow, so hopefully I'll still be awake enough to post something up tomorrow night. I'm wondering if consistency is the key to getting readers.

Knitting

So I'm adding two new items to my Resolutions list.

a) To take the dog, hereby referred to as Tigger, to the dog park at least one time a week.

b) To get back into knitting regularly.

Knitting was something I really enjoyed. It gives you something you can actually see and feel. It's instant gratification.

And I always enjoy taking Tigger to the dog park, it's just the getting off my ass and doing it that I fail at.

So, yeah. I started what I hope will one day be a shawl to wear with my new brown dress that I bought in November. The logical thing to do might have been to find a pattern, but I'm not very good at following patterns. Hopefully I'll be able to make something out of it.