Blog Frenzy – Day 19

The good news is, I’m almost free.

And by free, I mean free of all these stupid scholarships. Because I kicked myself about a thousand times yesterday, wrote those essays, and filled out the right forms. And once I make an out-of-the-way trip back to high school today, I’ll be that much closer to being finished with all of them. Not counting the stuff I’m turning in later, I have exactly two left. One of the reasons I’m making this trip is to pick up one last letter of rec. Finally.

Don’t get me wrong: I still really hate talking about myself. And writing about myself. Seriously, why can’t someone else to it? There are plenty of people I know who probably know me better than I know myself. And they probably wouldn’t be so shy to point out how awesome they think I am. Even though I’m not. But that’s not the point. The point is that it isn’t really fair that they have to go and make this process so long and difficult. Just give me money! Why do I have to suffer just to get a good education?

This week is going to be spent catching up on biology and math. And studying for my test. I also have to start doing research for my career speech next month, because I want to have that thing written at least two weeks in advance. I got a ton of points taken off last speech because of my delivery, which was because I didn’t prepare nearly enough. No, I did not write it the night before. We’re changing the subject now.

I actually woke up when my alarm went off. On a Monday morning. Normally, this doesn’t happen. But it’s not even seven thirty, and I already have a load of laundry in, am getting ready to study for my quiz later today, and I’ve written out a tightly blocked schedule on note cards to ensure that I get everything done and more that I need to before bedtime.

I’m not crazy. Just making up for lost time.

Love&hugs, Meg♥

Blog Frenzy – Day 18: Mission Accomplished

Final word count: 80,309. Final chapter count: 34. Final page count (8.5×11, 12-point Tmes New Roman font, double-spaced): 243. But it’s not about the length: it’s about the content.

And honestly, I’m going to admit that I’m not completely satisfied with the last chapter, and think I may have rushed through it a little bit. I feel like the story’s whole purpose wasn’t even addressed in the final moments of Melanie’s narration. But I have a thousand other things to do, and if and when there comes a time when I find myself bored and looking for a task, I will go back and add in what I must. But if I don’t get these essays done and proofed, I’m not going to college. And that’s a problem.

I won’t start the next book, Mirror Image, until after finals. Because finals are the end of May’s craziness. We won’t even think about the ACT in June just yet. Because first (obviously) comes these last seven scholarships, which I am determined to get out this week, even though they’re not due until April 30th (and one due on May 7th). I need to get them off of my floor, out of my head, and into the hands of the nice people who should continue being nice and give me some money.

I think AP tests are next. That should be fun to study for, right? Wrong. Career research presentation. NHS induction ceremony (at which I finally get my cords, thank you very much), some wrap-up thing for Tri-M I’m sure they’re going to schedule without my consent, voice recital, and finals. And you would think I could do it all, and I will, but something’s going to have to go. Thankfully, it won’t be this novel. Because I’m finished. Maybe I’ll just have to give up sleeping. Because I also have to pull my two B’s up to A’s before the end of the semester, or all my hopes and dreams of starting GPA fresh will be worthless.

I can’t stop posting daily blogs until April is over, because I’m challenging myself to do twelve more days of constantly boring you with my boring life. But I can’t promise another Frenzy next month, because my life is on the line here. I really shouldn’t have spent all this time writing an 80,000 word novel, yet I did. So it’s time to play catch-up, and nobody’s going to help me. I’m on my own, here.

If I tried to make a list of all the things I have to get done when we get back from church, I might explode, and you might explode, and this ongoing theme of people exploding is really starting to worry me a little. So I’m just going to go spend some time with Jesus, and then I’m going to come home. And when I come home, I won’t just think about all the stuff I have to do, I’m going to do it. Starting with writing all these essays about how awesome I am. Why do they make us talk about ourselves like we’re royalty? I don’t get it.

Also, I’m not that awesome. Ask anyone.

Love&hugs, Meg♥

Blog Frenzy – Day 15


Why did I stop there, you ask? Because writing when you’re tired is a very bad idea. Words start getting into places they don’t belong, and synonym choices start repeating themselves without you even noticing, and everything just starts falling apart. And yes, I realize that I had from three o’clock to ten o’clock to write about 3,000 words. But I lacked the necessary motivation to do so. So I stopped just short of 70,000 words, which was probably a good idea, because the part of Chapter 29 that I’m about to add in takes a lot of brain power to kick into gear. So let’s go kill some snow people (please don’t ask).

My word of the day is satisfactory, because we spent a good portion of my communications class yesterday talking about the difference between satisfactory and unsatisfactory, like how in elementary school we used to get E’s, S’s, and U’s. I never got one U. So ha.

Yesterday was a very satisfactory day. Actually, it was more  than satisfactory: it was beijing. And if you didn’t already know, that means it was amazing. I would tell you all the reasons why, but that might take three days. And that would be wrong and terrible in so many ways. So I’ll just pick out three main reasons why yesterday, April 14th, was the best day I’ve had in the history of ever a very long time.

I got my NHS hours fixed. And by “fixed,” I mean I now have eighteen hours entered into the system, when I really only needed sixteen. This means that (though I will still be nice and layout the invitations) if I don’t want to, I never have to do another act of service again. Don’t get me wrong: I like helping people. But there’s something about an hour requirement that makes volunteering a lot less satisfactory. Anyway, all I have to do now is show up to the last meeting, show up to the ceremony, and pick up my cords.

I found a roommate. Very exciting, if I do say so myself. It’s another thing to cross off the list, of course. And what’s better than a roommate who likes Gilmore Girls, writing, and being awesome? Nothing! So thank you, Olivia, for being awesome. I will see you soon.

And finally:

I got a cookie. But not just any cookie: a smiley-face cookie. Because my mother-dearest loves me so much, and had to order my brother’s birthday cookies anyway. So while she was in there, she thought, “Well, I guess I should get my favorite daughter a cookie.” And I ate it, and it was yummy.

I hope today is just as satisfactory as yesterday. And I hope yours is, too. And I hope I can get to 73,000 words. And I hope I don’t explode submerged in all this hope.

Love&hugs, Meg♥

Blog Frenzy – Day 8

I seriously need to stop waking up at ten o’clock. Now I’m way behind on what I was supposed to get done today when I should have woken up at 7:30. Fascinating.

 The good news is, i had a free day yesterday. No cummunications (and little communicating whatsoever with the world, besides Evie) and no voice lessons (though there was some singing, thanks to that shower I took at one point). The advantages to this free day included me being able to sit down at nine o’clock and write slowly for about thirteen hours, while also wasting time on Facebook, etc. But I made up for the writing I didn’t get done on Tuesday, and finished the day off having written almost exactly 8,000 words. So by the time I finally went to sleep, my word count was 58, 179. Which made me very happy.

I plan on finishing this thing very soon. So until then, I am putting off all other work and responsibilities. Not including tutoring, since that’s kind of a necessity at this point. I also somehow got stuck being responsible for designing the programs for NHS’s induction ceremony next month. And by “got stuck,” I pretty much mean I volunteered, expecting that someone else had already offered. I was the first one. So now I have to go meet with him as soon as possible. Which probably means missing math today, since this is ten times more important at this point.

I didn’t take my notes for class anyway. So it all works out.

This book is going to end up being longer than I expected it to. I was planning on making it around the same number of pages/words that the first book in the series was (70,600 words, 211 pages). But it doesn’t look like 12,000 more words is going to be enough to cover everything else that Melanie and her friends have to deal with before the novel is over. So I’m just going to stop looking at word count and write, write, write.

I’m not excited for tomorrow. Though tomorrow is Friday, and tomorrow means another glorious weekend (already), tomorrow also means back to biology. Back to a class from nine to twelve, or one, or two, or however long he’s going to keep us this time. This will be the first time I haven’t gone to biology completely prepared since the first day of class (sort of). But like I said, it’s not my main concern right now. I’ll catch up on everything as soon as this novel is finished. I hope.

I should probably get to writing. This day is starting to look a little hectic.

Love&hugs, Meg♥

Blog Frenzy – Pre-post

In honor of Script Frenzy (which I will not be participating in, due to the fact that I barely have time for anything without the addition of writing a screenplay), I have decided to participate in a challenge of my own over the course of April, called Blog Frenzy.

It’s not that exciting, I promise. I’m just giving myself a reason to blog every single day for an entire month. Which is going to be difficult, since I’m currently not getting all A’s like I kinda/sorta need to be. I’m also 35,000 words into a novel, filling out scholarships (Satan’s idea, I swear), and slowly but truly getting ready for my two AP English tests in May. Did I mention I’m also turning in two honor societies’ worth of hours this month, and celebrating Easter and a birthday, and doing five million otherr things I don’t even have time to list?

The fun of challenges like NaNoWriMo, Script Frenzy, and the completely non-existant everywhere but my mind Blog Frenzy is that you have to learn how to balance everything. You have to learn how to balance grades and writing and all the other fun stuff that comes along with living. Which is why I’m doing this. I need some sort of motivation to do SOMETHING. And really, the more I have to do, the more I end up getting done. See how that works?

Today I have to jump through hoops to survive comm and voice lessons (which I still haven’t practiced for—fantastic), finish Chapter 17 (working on it), pick out which outfit I’m going to wear on Sunday, start packing, fill out more scholarships, try to set up a meeting with my NHS sponsor even though he’s on break, clean my room (again) and figure out how to motivate myself. So let’s do this!

See y’all in April. And, I promise: this is no joke.

Love&hugs, Meg♥

ABC Family & Novelage

Last night’s Secret Life episode blew my mind. Honestly, I didn’t even see that coming. And it raises a ton of questions. I mean, if it’s not just a pregnancy scare, what the heck is Adrian going to do? And Ben? And what about her parents? I’m not sure how well her dad’s going to take that. But maybe this’ll give she and Amy a chance to actually be actual friends. Maybe she’ll finally get over Ricky. Speaking of which, I’m so glad he got his way. Amy was getting on my nerves about wanting John for herself. Also, if she IS pregnant, that should make Madison and Laurren think twice about their post-wedding plans. We hope.

My speech is finally over, and that’s all I’m really going to say about it. I didn’t go well; I was really shaken up and forgot a few citations. And it might have been slightly under the time limit. That’s what I get for having a temporary obsession with Make It or Break It, since I spent all of Saturday watching season 1 on Hulu. Kind of pathetic, right? Yeah. Completely.

So the only thing left before break, the last hurdle to jump over, is my Unit III biology test. I still have so much to do to prepare for it. I also have some math to catch up on, so I can get away with working on my novel while we go over example problems. Speaking of my novel, it’s really taking off. I’m glad that I was brave enough to hold off on the story that wasn’t working and let this one come out. I really like it.

Melanie was the antagonist in the last book, my 2009 NaNoWriMo novel. She was the mean-spirited, blonde, beauty-queen cheerleader that the main character (Anna) couldn’t stand. Really, it wasn’t because she couldn’t stand her, but because she couldn’t understand her. No one could, really. The book ended with her completely setting out to destroy (and succeeding in destroying) Jenny’s social life. At the start of this new book, one I have yet to title, Melanie is the new leader of the pack.

The story is told from her eyes, seeing the world through her conflicted viewpoints. She wants to follow the rules and continue to oversee her clique, but she also wants very desperately to pull away from it. The problem is, she doesn’t exactly know how to. She’s so stuck in her ways, so set on the rules that were drilled into her head as a freshman, that she can’t. She’s stuck in her place. Isn’t that what she wants?

Everyone has a backstory: even the mean ones. Even Melanie.

17,200 words in less than a week. Fun times.

Love&hugs, Meg♥

Saturdays In College

My Saturdays are no longer spent “relaxing.”

I have too much to catch up on when this day finally comes, particularly today. I spent all week doing nothing, and scored a low grade on a quiz because of it, which means I have a million things to do today, as well as tomorrow. I have chapters to read, notes to take, and tests to study for. I have a room to clean, scholarships to finish, and more. Too much more. That’s the price you pay to keep your 4.0, which I may very well have lost this week. Oh well. There’s time to fix that grade before it counts.

Dear Facebook, please go die.

Love&hugs, Meg♥

I Can Almost Relax Again!

So, I studied for that math quiz I took last week. Confused? See An Acedemic Revelation. You’ll get it. Then we never have to speak of this again, even though (technically) we never did. Unless you can communicate to me verbally through our computers as you read, which would be very impressive.

After three o’clock today, the hardest of this week will be behind me. I’ll probably get yelled at by my voice teacher for not really practicing, but I kind of had an excuse this time (that excuse being how hard I’ve been studying, I think), but I can take a little criticism. I mean, how else is someone going to motivate you to try harder? Not that she threatens me. She’s actually a little too nice. I mean, if I really don’t sound good (which I don’t most of the time) isn’t it her job as a professor to tell me so without beating around the bush?

I lived through my math test. I don’t know how, so don’t even bother asking. Probably because I did five pages of truth tables and couldn’t write any other letters except T and F for awhile. But you have no idea how releived I am that it’s over. I mean, that thing has been hanging over my head for over a week. And I wasn’t doing the best job of keeping up on my notes and reading. But I caught up. So I don’t think I failed. I hope.

That’s right. After three o’clock, when I get home from my voice lesson, where I’ll have come straight from doing a five to seven minute speech on letter-writing to endure, I can finally write. FINALLY! Do you know how exciting that is? Maybe you do. But if not, you obviously haven’t been reading my blog lately. I’ve pretty much been studying since last Wednesday. But anyway.

Leah and Matt will finally get the attention they deserve. Which is good, because I’ve been ignoring them for about a month now. The whole outlining part doesn’t count, because really, all I’m doing is just talking about them, and what’s going to happen to them. I’m not really involving them in anything. (You totally probably won’t get this if you’re not a writer. It’s the whole author-character relationship deal. It’s complicated. Maybe I’ll write a post about it…if I haven’t already. I really can’t remember.) So maybe I’ll (finally) have a chapter to stuff in Evie’s inbox by this weekend. Wouldn’t that make CNA just seem so much less yuck? You know it would, darling.

My goal, as you may or may not know (leaning towards the “not”), is to have this novel finished before graduation, or, more realistically, by finals (the middle of May). I’m not trying to rush through it. It’s just that, having an unfinished novel hanging over my head during finals is not a good idea. From past experience, I know that, during finals, I have to eliminate all distractions. A novel would be a pretty big distraction, don’t you think?

I can’t wait until summer. I’m so pale, it’s gross. And my hair is lacking natural highlights. Sad day.

Love&hugs, Meg♥