Thursday, October 30, 2014


  Okay, so I just came across something that blows my mind. In ways more than one:

  So, Elsa was originally going to look like this, and I'm glad they chose to make her blond instead. Because this is almost the exact same shade of blue hair my main character has. I am SO glad they made her blond. I already almost screamed (or maybe I kinda' did?) when I first saw her ice/snow powers (in theater: Me: Pointing several times with jabbing thrusts and looking back at my friend several times with a gaping mouth that only opened painfully wider every time something else reminded me of my character: "WHAT??? THAT--!! WHAT THE FREAK AM I LOOKING AT??? THAT'S JUST LIKE MY MAIN CHARACTER!!! LOOK AT THAT!!!! LOOK!!!" I saw it with a close friend. Thankfully, Elsa's personality isn't the same as my character's (though, then again, she does has a problem with fear, but it's a different kind of fear, thankfully).
  Grr. Any more surprises and I'm going to scream.

Oct 2014

  *face palm* Yes. That's how I feel about this month's writing. Only two days. That's it. I've been hideously busy with other things lately (plus, I was sick with a bad cold for six days), but I'll definitely write a lot more in November coming up. I know I couldn't help it, but I still feel guilty. I love writing, especially this series. Ah, but anyway. No lingering over bad feelings. Here's what little I did write:

Words               (Difference              Words             Date            Time                  Day
Written                 from Last)                                                       Stopped
2,087                   (-1,138)                 68,202            5                  9:09 PM             34
538                      (1,549)                  68,740            21                1:23 AM             35

 On the upside: I'm currently carving a couple of really cool pumpkins! I'll have at least one done by tomorrow (yeah, I'm a bit late in the game, but I had to get some things for my sister's Halloween party because her autism was starting to turn her into an impatient, hard-to-get-to-understand-things monster instead of a sweet nurse).
   Yesterday, I went to a costume store and got the last missing part of my sister's costume as well as a costume for myself (I had no clue what I'd be. Last year I was a robot made entirely up from a dehumidifier box and a styrofoam rectangle that made a perfect face.). Having had worked today, I wore my costume. It was not cheap, but I've never really spent a bunch on a costume before. It was the last one in my size. Okay! Okay! I'll say it! Right now, I'm sitting here typing in a gold dalek costume. People loved it. I laughed when I had to go up and down the stairs, but even harder when I had to take the elevator (pushing a book cart, you see). It was also funny when people slowed down as they drove by in the parking lot when they saw a dalek entering the Bookmobile. I imaged they were saying, "Now, what's a dalek to do with a Bookmobile?"
Kids also stared at me when I was cleaning the computer keyboards. Quite an entertaining day, indeed. Unfortunately, I don't work tomorrow, and although I've been considering on working, I have lots to do with decorating and cleaning the place up for the rambunctious kids.
  Oh, thrice blast me to the moon! Here I am typing and having to blow my nose off. I really don't need another cold, thank you. I hope it's allergies. Earlier I was sneezing occasionally, but I did notice my throat burning last night. Poop. Poop, poop, poop, poop! Well, I'd better wrap this up.
  Anyways, I'll keep you posted about the pumpkins on Twitter (@Jennifer_Fulk ) and on, where I'll be posting pictures of my progress, etc.
  And yes, I'll be writing again once I'm done with the pumpkins.

Thursday, September 25, 2014

This Is Me Right Now

I've recently been buying old toys/games I had when I was a kid, so I'm hooked on Pokemon Silver. (Pssst! One of my G3:DF/G4:O creatures was inspired by Onix! It's freaking terrifying!) What does that do to my writing?
Well, I happen to be writing some pretty exciting things. But I haven't played Pokemon Silver for a long time. So, as you can see from my splattered-running-out-of-ketchup mess, I'm going back and forth between the two. Well, I've also been busy preparing for my mom's 49th birthday, which I want to make extra special (much because I can afford to get the things myself, but also because she deserves it). Speaking of which, I've got to go buy one more thing, then wrap it all up tonight!

Wednesday, September 24, 2014

September 2014

  Oops. Sorry for the delay in making this September post. I've been wild about making chain mail (see ). Also, I've been busy with other little things, mainly social.
  My mom's birthday is coming up on Sept. 26th, so I'm planning on getting her some special things.
  Other than that, nothing much happening.

...Hey! Where's the logging I did here?? Ugh. No wonder people have been asking me if I've been writing lately. Somehow I either didn't type it up (which is likely) or it didn't go through right.
YES, I have been writing. See?

Words Written     (Difference           Words        Date        Time             Day
Each Time              from Last)          Total                          Stopped
1,106                   (+866)                46,697          2            1:34 AM         25
3,303                   (-2,197)              50,000          8            12:22 AM       26
2,641                   (-662)                 52,641          9            2:02 AM         27
1,828                   (-813)                 54,469         12           6:38? PM        28
1,024                   (-804)                 55,493         13           12:28 AM       29
1,933                   (+909)                57,426         14            2:08 AM         30
2,029                   (+96)                  59,455         19            11:31 PM        31
3,435                   (+1,406)             62,890         22            12:06 AM       32
3,225                   (-210)                 66,115         23*          2:15 AM         33

*A huge, epic battle has begun! :D Grjhcsidycbwekjcbd AHHHHH It's so exciting!!!! Heeheeheeheehee
Okay, okay, okay! I'll give you two clues (not three, just to drive you nuts):

  1. Dragons fighting
  2. Creatures/people of all kinds fighting

Wednesday, August 6, 2014

August 2014

  How's your summer? Mine's mostly uneventful, but there are some pretty cool things.
  I'm working at a real job, and I'm enjoying it. I realized in high school how being a volunteer page hit a number of marks on my strengths and enjoyments list, so I've ever since wanted to be a library page and a writer. I don't want to go a step up to be a librarian or anything. Just a page on the side of writing to get by. It's perfect. I have my dream jobs. I never thought I'd get here, but it's only begun.
  They like me so far, but I'm still working hard to make sure I'm doing the right things and to memorize as much as I can. I've always had sort of a memory problem, but I've always been sensitive to being loyal and trusted. I don't like the burning embarrassment and the feeling that I have a lesser mind than others, so over the years I've been working on fighting past my auditory processing disorder, ADHD, post-traumatic stress disorder, and panic-anxiety disorder. I'm slowly improving. I have a much better memory and can understand speech better than when I was 9, I barely have any ADHD left (no medication involved), I'm gaining confidence in my decision-making, and I have fewer panic/anxiety attacks (when in conversation, at least. Not cars.).
  If you still envy me while reading this, with that jealous hatred some people get because they feel that they deserve to have everything they want or feel that they never get anything they want, consider all that I've gone through to get here: My entire childhood I lived my life in fear. Abuse of all sorts, screaming from the inside, crying so many times my tears turned into silent numbness, wishing for peace in my life. Although I can't say my life isn't still a roller coaster, at least I'm finally getting some peace. I'm still on the edge of my seat, though. If you had met me when I was 9 or 12, you would think that girl's dead by now. You wouldn't believe that she's me.
  I was terrible at writing. I spelled "pretty" like "pritty". I couldn't write in paragraphs. I was (and still am) mentally disabled in math. I had no talents. No dreams. No hope in life. I was luggage in everybody's eyes. If you told me something, I'd disassociate or forget most or all of what you said. Everything had to be simple.
  All I had was a heart that felt. A soft child's heart that hurt even when you accidentally poked it. I didn't look like it, but I felt everything around me, and I still feel.
  Things that happened or about to happen, I felt it. I felt afraid before I was in danger. Intuition still is a part of me, and sometimes I wish it would leave me, but I depend on it like the one friend that stuck by me the whole time I've been alive. Maybe it will leave me when I die, so I don't feel afraid of the end. Just say, "Okay, so here's the one fork in the road where I must leave you. Don't feel afraid, little one. You won't need me from now on. No more fear."

  Um, so I made this a bit personal. That's okay, I guess. Gives you something to read, right? Ha ha
  Enjoy your summer.

Words Written        (Difference          Words           Date          Time              Day
Each Time                from Last)                                               Stopped
1,661                        (-245)              26,440             1             10:05 PM        12
2,120                        (+459)             28,560             5             12:44 AM        13
293                           (-1,827)           28,853            [5]            7:35 PM         [13]
1,044                        (+751)             29,897              7             1:00 AM          14
2,296                        (+1,252)          32,193             11            1:49 AM          15
145                           (-2,151)           32,338             13            8:30? PM         16
1,537                        (+1,392)          33,875             15           12:36 AM          17
2,309                        (+772)             36,184             16             8:04 PM           18
345                           (-1,964)           36,529             20           12:16 AM          19
1,153                        (+808)              37,682            22            12:10 AM          20
2,610                        (+1,457)           40,292            23            11:59 PM          21
285                           (-2,325)            40,577            24            12:49 AM         22
2,346                        (+2,061)           42,923            [24]          10:06 PM        [22]
2,428                        (+82)                45,351             30            1:01 AM*        23
240                           (-2,188)            45,591             31            1:34 AM          24

...Ugh. I'm beginning to realize that having a job and being hooked on the internet is keeping me from writing much. I think I'll take a little break from the internet (Ha! Like that's going to happen!). Well, I might spend a little time, at least. (<And that's where it could easily go wrong!) Oh well. You can't be two people at once.
Uh oh. I'm getting into a bad habit of writing too late at night again! Help! :-( I don't function perfectly at 6 or 7 hours of sleep, but I'm just so frustrated I can't be up all night. (A good thing for keeping a job and having an actual social life, but bad to writing. I just have to get used to having both and balance my time better. I'll feel much better and have a control over this once I learn to control these two rivaling internal clocks.)

Tuesday, July 29, 2014

July 2014

  Wee! I can't wait 'til I finish this! It was a blast writing book 3, and this one's going to possibly be even more fun (exciting events and interesting twists, as always).
  I'm actually getting to the fun part already, just as a hint ;)
  Oh yeah. One more thing: Since I started a morning job (July 28th) at a library, I can no longer do late night / early morning writing sessions. It'll be more in the evening into nighttime (something like 4 PM 'til 11:30 or midnight).
  My reputation of being a nocturnal writer still hangs on: Dreaming and adventure by day, writing like crazy by night!

Words Written    (Difference             Words             Date            Time                Day
Each Time             from Last)                                                      Stopped
434                          N/A                    434                15             3:05 AM            1
4,584                     (+4,151)             5,018               16             2:38 AM            2
747                        (-3,837)              5,765              [16]           3:38 PM            [2]
389                        (-358)                 6,154               17             3:09 AM            3
1,715                     (+1,326)             7,869               18             4:38 AM            4
2,615                     (+900)                10,484             19             2:51 AM            5
5,404                     (+2,789)             15,888             21             2:45 AM            6
975                        (-4,429)              16,863             23             3:11 AM            7
877                        (-98)                   17,740             24             3:24 AM            8
2,048                     (+1,171)             19,788             25             2:32 AM            9
1,693                     (-355)                 21,481             26             2:02 AM           10
1,392                     (-301)                 22,873             27             2:02 AM*         11

*Ha! Funny coincidence. When I stopped that earlimorn (a word I made up for my characters meaning "early morning" for short - excuse me if you've heard or seen it elsewhere, as I wouldn't be surprised**), to write my entry for the log, I saw how I'd stopped writing at the same time as the time before and laughed.

**I've had a few ideas where, years later, I see my idea come true in the success of another. Like the hand-held scanner thing. I've had that idea since I was in 5th grade (a project in class was to come up with a useful invention that no one has ever thought of before, and the example they used was the electronic blinds you can move up and down), and I spotted one last year: in a Hammacher Schlemmer catalog (gosh, I love saying that name out loud!). Only difference from how I pictured it was that you'd drag it across the paper and it was bigger. One day I'll get one and see how much it works like how I imagined it long ago. Boy, I can't count how many times I wanted it to appear in my hand so I could use it! It'd be useful for when you're reading a book or magazine that you only want to save a page from.

Welcome, G3:DF, etc. Anticipaters!

  I have little clue how many people actually are tracking or checking periodically on the progress of my writing, but nonetheless... here is the official writing log for the mysteriously-abbreviated fantasy/sci-fi book series! (...the full names of which will be revealed when they are ready to be published, which I remind you again that I have skipped writing the first two books in order to write down what I remember of the last three books, since I had daydreamed most every single detail of during my long-term confinement in my bedroom at my abusive aunt's [oh, and I have 4 aunts, by the way, but that one wasn't nice].)
  For a year and a month, I wrote G4:DF, and now we'll see when I finish writing G4:O. 
  Already I'm at Day 11, so I'd better start making the blog's chart for this month, since it's about to die (July ending, August beginning).
  Just so you know, though: G4:O was the book that I daydreamed the most of, so the majority of it is going to be written like how I planned it when I was a teen (approximately ages 15 - 17) during my abuse, which means a lot.