I know I skipped a week, but I told you I might not make so that’s not so bad, right?
NaNoWriMo is going okay, so far? I mean, I’ve got about 5900 words–if I’d have managed to get myself to write more this week, I would’ve had more. C’est la vie.
I’ll definitely get tons of writing done this weekend: I’ve got a wedding to go to, and in this case wedding = car trip. Lots of writing time. And my first two hours of writing from 12 AM to 2 AM on November 1st were fruitful: 3300 words in two hours isn’t too bad.
I’m wondering how I’m going to squeeze things out when I have such a bare-bones plot. It really is pretty crappy. Like, the basic idea isn’t so bad, but the execution…
Aaaaaaaaaaaaand my books from Talk to Me in Korean finally came!!!
I’m actually serious about learning a language this time. It might actually work.
I mean, in my free time at work I’m practicing Hangeul. I started with Hangeul because it takes less attention than actually committing words to memory, so I can do it at work…and so I can spend more time on NaNoWriMo. It’s not looking too hot right now, but I’m sure I’ll get better with practice…eventually…
I also had a little epiphany recently. I think I know why Steven Moffat’s writing bothers me so much. It’s that his overarching story seems more important to him than his episodes. Does that make sense? In the sense that it seems obvious that each episode is just a part of a larger arc. That shouldn’t bother me. Lots of shows do that.
But I think it’s the fact that I’m so aware of it. Like, with Moffat’s Sherlock and Doctor Who, you know everything’s part of a bigger arc, of a mystery. Episodes can stand on their own, but they also clearly connect.
With RTD’s Doctor Who (and other TV shows), each episode stood on its own, but was still connected by an overarching arc, just in a less obvious manner. It wasn’t so…expected, at least as I recall it. What I liked so much was that RTD left quiet, subtle clues all throughout the series that culminated in the finale of each season. Moffat does the same thing, except he tells you that he’s doing it, so it’s less fun.
I can’t explain why.
I totally had something else to say. I could’ve sworn I did.
Oh! Right. I’m watching some other kdramas (My Lovely Sam-Soon and I Can Hear Your Voice). But I also started watching my first Taiwanese drama, called Love, Now. I found it on Netflix. Despite the staggering number of episodes (72 what the frack??) and the fact that I am only on Episode 9, I am enjoying it. And its crazy premise.
What? You don’t think that a young twenty-something workaholic going on vacation and marrying a man she’s only known for a day because her family lied and told her she had terminal liver cancer and only six months to live, just to get her to go on vacation, isn’t a crazy premise? What kinda world do you live in?
Anyway, so far it’s actually pretty good. And as a review that I read of it mentioned, it is absolutely refreshing to have a drama where the rich dude’s rich family doesn’t care that she’s not wealthy and actually supports the couple being together. When does this happen? Why doesn’t this happen more often in dramas?
Remains to be seen whether it stays good, but here’s to hoping!
Ah, yes. I started rewatching Criminal Minds.
There are nine seasons on Netflix. I refuse to acknowledge and accept the fact that that show has been on for 10 years. I remember when it came out.
But I forgot how much I love Spencer Reid. Like seriously. He’s awesome. Kudos to Matthew Gray Gubler on that part.
I will probably stop watching it again (eventually) because I stopped around Season 4 because it got too intense and I was at school and had no TV. Generally good reasons to stop, I’d say. But we’ll see how it goes. I had to skip an episode because I was too emotionally involved.
It was episode 4, 5, or 6 in Season 1 about a serial killer murdering families about to go on vacation. The mother in one of the families has a mentally ill brother–can’t tell if he’s autistic or bipolar or what–and her husband doesn’t like him very much. He went over to see her because he didn’t get to see her often, and all he saw was the family sans dad sitting at the table with a “friend.” She mouthed to her brother: he thought it was “Get the hell away,” so he did just that. Under the circumstances, it was probably “Get help,” and when her brother finds that out he is overwhelmed with grief. Thinking about the fact that if he’d correctly understood her she might not be dead. That the killer was right there in front of him and he didn’t know it. That he let his sister die.
Of course, he didn’t let her die: he didn’t know, how’s he supposed to know? He didn’t do anything wrong. But that’s how he feels. It’s the horrible feeling of helplessness when you feel you had the power to do something. That if you’d only known…and just the horror of what happened.
Needless to say after that I had to pause it and I was crying and then I’m like, “skipping this episode.”
If it reduces me to tears like that often enough, I’m definitely going to have to stop. But for now (until he starts sporting that ridiculously short haircut), Spencer Reid is my bae.
These are the good haircuts by the way. The later seasons’ short haircuts…*shiver*
But enough about me! What are you guys doing for NaNoWriMo? I’m doing this fantasy thing where a young girl gets taken to another world and has to save it (and earth) from destruction.
What are your stories? Fantasy? Mystery? Sci-fi? Realistic fiction? Historical fiction? Non-fiction? Cookbooks? (My ML said yes, people do actually do cookbooks for NaNoWriMo).
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