Tuesday 13 September 2011

Vlogs (the ones I watch)


So, I've started watching YA Rebels, (if you don't know, it’s a youtube channel that's got like, seven or something people who are in different stages of publishing, I like - anyway I watch it occasionally because as a vlogger I like watching Danny Marks, though I'm not all that sure about his book, mostly cause I don't think it's the type...anyway, it's more about him as a person to watch than anything else, and he's helpful, or at least I think so. maybe he's just my type of person, thinks the same, and all that.

This is all besides the point. Marks has Sunday and so either Monday or Tuesday I go and have a look at what he has to say. And it was on...um, superstition when writing, which is a cool topic, I’m sure a lot of people have it, mostly because, well people do things like that all the time for one reason or the other, it’s what makes us spiritual, isn’t it?

Anyway, I don’t particularly have one, really I write on my dining table so that I can see the telly when it’s late at night, or look after my kids threw the day, but saying that I can’t watch something without a keyboard under my fingertips or a pen in my grip. That’s a little bit of a things isn’t it. Anyway, it’s something that I have to do, really, I can start to watch on but at least half way through I’m up about, restless, give me something to write on, and I’ll...settled.

This week, as far as I can tell, or maybe it was just Tuesdays one, was ‘what got you into writing?’ yeah she did it nicely, all, the large named way and that shit (Monday Has No Reservations).

So you know me (maybe), mine came from Twilight by Stephaine Meyers, it’s a book I read and then about half way through – hell, I don’t even think I got that far threw it before I thought, ‘hell, I can do that easily’. And really, YA books are all like that, though there are a lot I don’t believe I can do better than, really, but Twilight... hell, do teenagers talk like that?
  And the only reason that I hate about the books. That and the fact that she’s a girl you don’t ever like to hang around, a roll your eye friend, let along trying to read four books with that tone.

Not the point. Really, it’s not. That was the book that got me into writing, though you can read ME to find out more about that shit. Anyway, it’s the book that did it for me, and all the others that have helped me figure out what I want to write (which is funny, cause let’s face it, I haven’t really done that either) but it’s paranormal that I like, and I like it because it’s a little dark around the edges, the people have to go through harder things, more life changing. They pull at your heart more than anything else, and they are...well something more to those people out there that have it tough but doesn’t really want to see it.

Well, I thought it was good question, or more so I wanted to answer it, spill to others, and maybe plug something that doesn’t need help.

Once as a Teen

Skipping back in time (I'm thinking nearly ten years ago - shit I'm old)

you know when you are sitting, let's say, at the pool, it's school sports day (if you don't know, that's when you get the last half of the day to do a sport, or you know, go somewhere fun) and you’re doing something you shouldn't be, like let's say- hypothetically, smoking without getting caught by the teachers (Yeah, I was bad, but back then it was actually cool to smoke, now, really, where the hell you getting all the money from?).

anyway, so we were all sitting there, me and my friends, and one of them (name not mentioned) new of this thing, she said, physiologist use to tell it someone is a killer, or evil – I’m not sure know what is was meant to prove, but hell it was something along those lines. But anyway it was something (hopefully I get it right) like this:

Answer with the first things that comes to you

You’re at a funeral and you meet the hottest guy in hell, so why’d you kill your sister?

I hope I got that right, but honestly, it’s just popped into my head but I know it went something like that. But still, it’s all the same, the first part and the last.

So what’s your answer....?

Everyone in our group shouted out answers to it. Mostly in the lines of, ‘cause the guy was her sister’s boyfriend, or you know that sort of crap. And apparently they were the right answers, but she – the friend – kept on shaking her head as the answers went out and out. And while that was happening I was thinking or what the right one must be – or wrong as the case may be.

Then it popped, and I answered, “’cause she wanted to see him again.”

Yeah, she went a little serious and then said I was a killer or something, though there was a tread of a joke threw her words I remember – and it’s only that – that she got a little scared. Though saying this, I was the type of person that went with it. I would tell her, mostly, that I was going to become a killer, that I would kill random’s cutting there pinkie finger off, stick it up there noises (funny). I would also cut a flower (cause it’s a ring that I use to wear) on their body somewhere and call it a day.
  This, by the way, never happened, nor was it ever going to back then, I am not a killer and would not like to become one. Thank you very much.

Anyway, it was so cool that I actually figured it out – at least I thought so – no one was even close to it, but when I said the words it made sense, and I remember that they all saw that too. It wasn’t just me honest. But from that point on life was a little more fun. Really, she thought I could become a killer, me. though, I was the quite kid that slunked in the background without much to say, and it’s not like I’m a looking, you can forget anything about me if there’s someone else around that fill your attention. I know this; actually used it threw my teen years.

Anywho, it was just a thought that popped in there, and I was doing something else on this blog and thought, why the hell no. So... yeah. Little more info on me.

I AM NOT A KILLER, JUST IMAGINATIVE.