tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68136167454861782442024-03-13T19:41:10.967+00:00TheWriterzSoundtrackThe soundtrack of my life as a twenty something writer.S.J. 'Noa' Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512438016898459319noreply@blogger.comBlogger36125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813616745486178244.post-52380892506364349192013-04-18T13:37:00.000+01:002013-04-18T14:03:29.977+01:00Runaway Love<br>
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Runaway<br>
A person who runs away, fugitive; deserter<br>
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Runaway <i>used</i> to mean escaping from my world to immigrate into another, one I'd created or another writer had. <br>
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Now I'm that runaway without the love, my mind is a runaway train and the only way to stop one of those is to either bleed the breaks or derail it, but physically, as I'm a human being those options do not apply, so what do I do? How to I stop my mind from working at a 'burn out imminent' pace?<br>
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<a href="http://thawriterzsoundtrack.blogspot.com/2013/04/runaway-love.html#more">You know you want to »</a>S.J. 'Noa' Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512438016898459319noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813616745486178244.post-28559307784311157022012-10-31T00:31:00.000+00:002012-10-31T00:32:46.864+00:00Human<br>
Here it is, again. How are you feeling? Are you good? <br>
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<b>Are you ready for <a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/en/participants/unrulymuse/novels" target="_blank">Nano</a></b>? <br>
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In the famous words of one of my favourite characters on <a href="http://whatafy.com/storage//2012/01/2012/01/30/tv-series-quantum-leap/Quantum-leap.jpg" target="_blank">TV</a>, Oh Boy! - When my friend asked me if I was ready, my response was, asterisk cry asterisk, literally. And then it was along the lines of 'I'm not prepared, my brain is yucky and I haven't thought about it enough.' The truth is, I have thought about nothing else and sometimes that can be a downfall when you're trying to write a novel. If I overthink an idea the novel is capital shite before I've even started writing it. Jenny, being the amazing and ever so supportive friend, gave me a little reassurance and in that moment, I realized something...<br>
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Our conversation went a little something like this.<br>
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<a href="http://thawriterzsoundtrack.blogspot.com/2012/10/human.html#more">You know you want to »</a>S.J. 'Noa' Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512438016898459319noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813616745486178244.post-76729253063445833802012-10-21T22:39:00.001+01:002012-10-21T23:28:50.279+01:00No Heaven<b>Deep Breath...</b><br>
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I had a plan of what I wanted to
say in this post but now that I've allowed the day to go on, I know
it's not as important as the story I'm going to tell now.<br>
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<b>Khimba 'Khimi' Paul</b>
- Today she would be turning 24 years old. She loved to dress up, smell
nice and do something special, even if it meant some music at home,
fancy dress and rock band, as long as we were all together it didn't
matter. Family was the most important thing to her, is the most
important thing to her.<br>
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<a href="http://thawriterzsoundtrack.blogspot.com/2012/10/no-heaven_21.html#more">You know you want to »</a>S.J. 'Noa' Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512438016898459319noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813616745486178244.post-79989740740849522762012-10-13T23:36:00.003+01:002012-10-21T23:27:56.009+01:00A Brave New World<br>
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>I'm the one</b></span> who was always late to the party. This is a post that was written a little while ago now but there was something about it that I didn't like. I've left it so long, I don't actually remember what that was, so here it is.<br>
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<a href="http://thawriterzsoundtrack.blogspot.com/2012/10/a-brave-new-world.html#more">You know you want to »</a>S.J. 'Noa' Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512438016898459319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813616745486178244.post-71618125612834291262012-08-05T23:15:00.000+01:002012-08-05T23:15:35.808+01:00Staying Alive<br />
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I find it's better to leave a short note saying, hello all, I'm still here than to leave my poor blog neglected for months while I'm tightly locked away in my cancerian shell doing what cancerians do.<br />
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Hey, I'm still here buried beneath 9 hours of work with little people, writing, editing and rewriting of Freak Shows. Hmm, any updates? I'm thinking of creating a tab specifically for Freak Shows, including character details, the writing process, music and any sketches or pictures relating to the characters.<br />
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I'm loving spending time with kids, it definitely provides a regular source of inspiration and fresh prespective that keeps the blood pumping through my muse. I miss writing full-time though. Boohoo!<br />
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Anyway, early start tomorrow - Night Night xS.J. 'Noa' Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512438016898459319noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813616745486178244.post-84323808707389209292012-04-17T13:24:00.000+01:002012-04-17T23:44:27.952+01:0028. Hold On, I'm ComingHey!<br>
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I reached my deadline on time. I should be happy, right? Well, I am and I'm not. Let me explain... (I have a similar post about it on my tumblr <a href="http://alettertokhimi.tumblr.com/" target="_blank">A Letter To Khimi</a>, yes; I'm into everything these days.)<br>
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This post is about promotion and the lack of it among up and coming
artists, or shall I just get to the point and say me? I have a huge problem
with promoting myself and not in a snooty sense either. I don't think
promotion is beneath me at all; in fact everywhere you look people are
promoting their brand. You go on Youtube and you're not only bombarded by cover
songs artists wanting a sub, but professionals too, using the channels to
share their music and tour updates. Writers are producing shows and each week
they're releasing promos to intrigue and excite their viewers.<br>
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It's simple enough, right? Hey, I just updated my blog, check it out and
tell me what you think. Check out my new book on amazon and in
selected stores. So, why do I struggle with this?<br>
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<a href="http://thawriterzsoundtrack.blogspot.com/2012/04/28-hold-on-im-coming.html#more">You know you want to »</a>S.J. 'Noa' Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512438016898459319noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813616745486178244.post-88988850605361870712012-04-17T01:08:00.000+01:002012-04-19T12:04:11.620+01:00Lucky 7<div style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue",Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">
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<span style="font-size: small;">So, I made a friend over on twitter,
fellow writer @TQuigley_Writer. He's shared a great blog
challenge that was passed on to him and kindly tagged me in it. It's taken me a while because you know, I like to be fashionably late. *cough* </span></div>
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<li><span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="EN">Go to line 7</span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="EN">Post on your blog the next 7 lines, or sentences, as they are – no cheating</span></span></li>
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<a href="http://thawriterzsoundtrack.blogspot.com/2012/04/lucky-7.html#more">You know you want to »</a>S.J. 'Noa' Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512438016898459319noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813616745486178244.post-50480331089509769132012-03-25T03:20:00.001+01:002012-03-25T03:20:49.986+01:0027. At Last<br>
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“I think that to write well and convincingly, one must be
somewhat poisoned by emotion. Dislike, displeasure, resentment fault-finding,
imagination, passionate remonstrance, a sense of injustice–they all make fine
fuel.” – Edna Ferber</div>
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FYI Writing is very hard, and no, I'm not just figuring it all out now, I thought
it better to say aloud to get it off my chest. I don't think anyone chooses to write, if it's in you, it takes you and there is nothing you can do about it, so shut up and do as the voices say.<br>
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(<span style="font-size: x-small;">I blurred the last line of the story, I have friends reading this blog, you know?</span>)<br>
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I have two main reasons for writing this blog, firstly...<br>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="line-height: 115%;">While I think it is pitiful that this
is my first post of the New Year, I do have a good reason, and that
reason is obviously writing related. In my previous post </span> <a href="http://thawriterzsoundtrack.blogspot.co.uk/2011/11/26-this-womans-work.html" target="_blank">This Woman's Work</a> I spoke about completing <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/National_Novel_Writing_Month" target="_blank">Nanowrimo</a>. <span style="line-height: 115%;">The
good news is I think so far I've been able to keep the discipline it enforced, by writing
consistently and swallowing back the excuses I've got a lot done, hence no
blog posts. I finished the <span style="color: #cc0000;">Freak Shows</span>!!!</span></span></div>
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<b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Yatta!</b> (I did it – Thank you,
Hiro) <span style="font-family: Wingdings;"></span><br>
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I completed the Nano challenge four or five minutes before we hit Tuesday
22nd and for the first time in, I don't know how long, I was able to fall
asleep within seconds of dragging my arse to bed. This month was definitely tough
and I hate how much pressure I put on myself to do a certain count each day. Nano
was challenge enough and then I added to it, yes I finished early but because I
really don't like the thought of not finishing a deadline on time.<br>
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Nano in 2012? I’ve proved to myself that with enough discipline I can
deliver, I can hammer out thousands of words and even finish a novel. I’m not
sure I need to prove that to myself every year, what I do hope is the habit of
writing consistently, swallowing back excuses and repeating positive mantras
such as ‘keep going’ continue well after Nano is over.<br>
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<a href="http://thawriterzsoundtrack.blogspot.com/2011/11/26-this-womans-work.html#more">You know you want to »</a>S.J. 'Noa' Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512438016898459319noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813616745486178244.post-21767985482024116422011-10-27T16:07:00.001+01:002012-04-19T12:08:17.249+01:0025. Many The MilesOn your marks, get set...<br />
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I love Sara Bareille; she makes beautiful music like 'Breathe Again' and inspiring music like <a href="http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/sarabareilles/manythemiles.html">Many The Miles</a> which I chose for the title of my post today. I joined <a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/en">Nano</a> in 2009 and wrote and completed a novel called 'WIPS' about, you guessed it, a writer who never finished anything. But, because of stresses I sat out last year, this year I'm jumping back on the bandwagon with a new title 'Freak Shows' which is a young adult, slightly dark themed adventure.<br />
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Although I won't have time to post about my progress on nano, you can check my <a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/en/participants/unrulymuse">profile</a> on there. It has a word count scoreboard. I don't think there is anyone who doesn't know about Nano by now, unless you're not a writer and have no writers in your family, but in short you have to write a novel of 50,000 words in 30 days.<br />
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I think it looks a little arrogant of me not to post a synopsis, it looks as though I don't want my idea stolen, because as original as you think your idea is, it really isn't, everything has been done before. My problem is writing a synopsis that engages you without giving away the best part so until then; I'm leaving it blank, because no summary is better than a bad one.<br />
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Check out Sara's music, she's great.<br />
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Ciao xS.J. 'Noa' Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512438016898459319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813616745486178244.post-46193494094307598012011-10-03T13:55:00.000+01:002011-10-03T13:55:27.756+01:0024. Hope For NowCity and Colour.<br />
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I can't remember when I actually discovered City and Colour, I know it was sometime last year but his music touches me so deeply. The lyrics, it's like he's talking to me and understands exactly how I feel. It probably sounds silly but I feel as though we're going through this hard time together.<br />
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Hope For Now is one of my favourite songs, along with 'Grand Optimist' and well his whole album is beautiful, but those stick out the most.<br />
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Check him out<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/lQF6LAa2ff0" width="560"></iframe>S.J. 'Noa' Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512438016898459319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813616745486178244.post-61245912446089992972011-08-24T13:40:00.000+01:002012-04-19T12:06:33.104+01:00I miss GodShe's not here anymore. I'm barely here. Nothing means anything to me, and I don't want anyone to tell me to move on or tell me 'you'll be alright' because it's a lie.<br>
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When you spend 23 years of your life next to someone, protecting them, loving them, growing with them, learning from them, when they go, there's no filling the HOLE.<br>
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<a href="http://thawriterzsoundtrack.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-miss-god.html#more">You know you want to »</a>S.J. 'Noa' Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512438016898459319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813616745486178244.post-67761601074466539342011-04-28T12:58:00.000+01:002012-01-25T13:05:47.797+00:0023. Numb<br /><br />
I’ve never seen so much bravery, courage and strength in one person in my life, she’s a warrior, I call her my Phoenix.<br />
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She's my hero.<br />
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Even after everything Khim's been through, chemo for two years, two transplants, four hickmans, a pick line, hear loss four times, steroids, eighty something lava liquid needles, infections, bloating, mouth sores, over a hundred blood tests and now an NG tube. You can't tell me that's not heroic.<br />
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Never goodbye, just see you later.S.J. 'Noa' Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512438016898459319noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813616745486178244.post-54597335842315990402010-12-05T01:44:00.000+00:002010-12-05T01:44:37.631+00:0022. Breathe MeRecently I've found I am asking myself the same question "What type of person are you?" Because there are only two types in my book, the ones who talk and the ones who do and I've never liked those kind of people who only give a good lip service. The reason why I don't like them is because once you've learned a certain attitude it's hard to unlearn and I've always said you are who you surround yourself with! I'm a sponge, I've said it many times before, I'll soak up absolutely everything until I'm ready to explode and that's no-ones fault but mine, it's just how I am...<br />
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The point of this post? I've become a lip service. The worst thing is I'm only lip servicing myself, I wanted to review some of my favourite TV shows inbetween updating 'Night Crawlers' on ffnet and making banners for a cool website 'Bringing TVD to Canada' - Now with the artwork, it's been pretty difficult cause there has been snow and that equals bad internet connection!!! <br />
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What is my excuse for not writing?! I write everyday even if it can only be a few hundred words, I WRITE!<br />
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Currently, I'm doing nothing I set out to do, I'm finishing nothing I started and I keep telling myself I'll do it tomorrow. <br />
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A week or more after my sister's 22nd birthday Oct 21st we learned that the <a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hodgkin%27s_lymphoma" rel="wikipedia" title="Hodgkin's lymphoma">Hodgkins Lymphoma</a> was back, after about six solid months free of the diease it is claiming our lives again, she's barely an adult and she's having to go back to battle. I don't know if it's the unfairness of it all, the anger or fear that keeps me from being able to do the things that pump blood to my heart but I know there is no focus for anything else right now.<br />
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I want to get myself back on track, I want to be her armour, the support and strength that she needs but somehow I don't think a cold shower will do the trick. I know that writing has always been my support, my armour and strength, I just desperately need to find my way back to it because I've learned that my writing also helps her, most importantly we all feel healed by it.<br />
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This title is so fitting because I feel like this so often. I hope whoever is reading this if anyone that you actually take the time to check out the songs I name my posts after. I never pick songs randomly, they have all affected me in some way or another. <br />
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'Breathe Me' - For me this song speaks of my relationship with writing, my connection and how I'm affected when I'm disconnected from it.<br />
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Lyrics.<br />
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How I feel about myself - <span style="color: #0b5394;">Help, I have done it again</span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394;">I have been here many times before<br />
Hurt myself again today</span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394;">And, the worst part is there's no-one else to blame</span><br />
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How I feel about my writing - <span style="color: #0b5394;">Be my friend<br />
Hold me, wrap me up</span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394;">Unfold me</span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394;">I am small</span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394;">I'm needy</span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394;">Warm me up</span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394;">And breathe me</span><br />
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Without writing - <span style="color: #0b5394;">Ouch I have lost myself again </span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394;">Lost myself and I am nowhere to be found,</span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394;">Yeah I think that I might break</span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394;">I've lost myself again and I feel unsafe</span><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394;">Be my friend<br />
Hold me, wrap me up</span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394;">Unfold me</span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394;">I am small</span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394;">I'm needy</span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394;">Warm me up</span><br />
<span style="color: #0b5394;">And breathe me</span><br />
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Go listen to the amazing song, and if you like, tell me why it affects you? Music speaks to all of us differently.<br />
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A while has passed without a post, want to know what I've been doing? If the title is anything to go by you're already pretty sure what I'm going to talk about but I'm going to make this super quick.<br />
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1) I may or may not have mentioned that my baby was freezing excessively, so a bit of a advice for you, don't ever buy a Dell laptop. <br />
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2) Thank the heavens for my Blackberry, it's where all my chapters have been going until my baby is fixed. <br />
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3) I've started updating 'Night Crawlers' again, and I know exactly how it ends in my head but since baby has been throwing tantrums I haven't been able to update my latest chapter.<br />
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4) I applied to be a fan columnist on BuddyTV and didn't get it but I'm still smiling, I wanted the experience and enjoyed reviewing Smallville's comeback although I would've prefered my favourite vampire show. I was encouraged to try again when another opportunity arises.<br />
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5) My social life is somewhat back on track, meeting up with friends and hanging out bla bla.<br />
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6) Since I've turned my attention to scripts, I've been getting more ideas than I can use and it's exciting to daydream about one day having my own show. LOL - impossible is nothing, right? <br />
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Yeah, I know a vampire show but unlike Glee I'm not slightly embarrassed and annoyed with myself for kind of liking it. If I didn't mention it before, Ian Somerhalder was my reason for watching, I've been watching the man since I was fifteen when he was in young Americans and I would die if he ever ended up playing my Avery Grim. ARGH!<br />
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Anyway, to my actual surprise I liked it instantly and not just because of Damon but because of the writing, it was fast pace and exciting and suspensful, good. The second half of the season had me well and truly hooked to an obssessive level, by obssessive I mean, watching live streams online so I could watch it with the rest of America instead of waiting for England to catch up.<br />
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The final minute of the finale was insane and the premiere of season 2 was even more crazy and I mean that in a completely good way. I was on the edge of my seat, sitting next my sister at one in the morning, while we grabbed on to each other every other minute in absolute shock, I loved every minute of it. Also, being a fan of Damon and Bonnie's partnership in the books, I was pleased to see they had a couple scenes in this episode not that the banter lasted. <br />
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Now we're heading towards episode four but thus far my favourite episode is the third 'Bad Moon Rising' and amazingly it's not because Damon and Elena were together for the whole thing with the addition of Alaric quite the contrary, I loved it because of the ones who were still in Mystic Falls. That is for another post though, I fully intend to write a review about it so I can fan girl over my favourite parts again, particularly the parts with Tyler and uncle Mason.<br />
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When it comes to vampires, why are we so easy to reel in? Well let's see, they're sexy immortals who are charming enough to lure you into a dark alley before rutlessly drainging the life out of you, we're attracted to the danger, the mystery and sometimes the soul within a monster.<br />
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Is it my ego?<br />
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Since my sister was diagnosed with Hodgkin's Lymphoma life has been very different, and we've all been different personalities but sometimes there'll be glimpses of the old us, my sister in particular has changed a lot of course, there's no way you get cancer and don't change. But, it's on the good days that I remember the girl before the illness, the one who used to make me laugh so hard I'd choke or carry me away with her singing.<br />
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There's not much of that right now, and I know the doctor said it would take up to a year for her to feel normal again but my patience sometimes wavers, I'm like a sponge, I soak up the moods of the ones around me and chemo would leave her really drained and sick in turn leaving me the same. She gets really low, and I mean really low and unresponsive, sometimes tearful, after everything that's happened to her I can't blame her either but sometimes I feel like I'm going to explode. The emotion is too powerful to hide from, it fills the whole house and once I'm affected EVERYONE else is affected. Why?<br />
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I'm the strong one, I didn't give myself the role, it kind of just happened from a young age and with everyone falling apart I knew if I did too then the fight would be over before it had begun so I became comic relief, I didn't let anyone cry for long without making them laugh. After a while it became habit and I didn't know how to cry even when I was absolutely devastated or falling to pieces, writing has always been my survival and so I relied on that to keep me from giving up on myself. <br />
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Now I figure that the difference is my ego. I sometimes forget that it is normal for my sister to have mood swings and on those days where I'm affected by it and react I realize that it's my ego not allowing me to let it go. If I take the time to remember what she's been through, what we've all been through the past two years than I can let it go, and I do when I remember but sometimes it seems so unreal, like it didn't happen to her, us.<br />
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The days that I do forget that it happened to us are the days that I'm affected by everything, from her moods to my step dad laughing too loud but when I remember to appreciate the lesson and the journey I realize what's worth my reaction.<br />
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I guess what I'm saying is trials and tribulations really do show us what matters and what doesn't, some of us spend too much time being angry or hateful that we forget to focus on the love with have for those close. 50 Cent said 'Some days wouldn't special, if it wasn't for rain, joy wouldn't feel so good if it wasn't for pain.' that's something I hope to keep reminding myself of it every day!<br />
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On a good note, I’m helping my sister write her story and it’s called ‘Rule The World’ I know, right? I’m a very busy girl but I seem to live better in chaos, stressed and zombified.<br />
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I usually have a short fuse, today, I'm apparently unaffected. <br />
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ThaWriterzSoundtrack.S.J. 'Noa' Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512438016898459319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813616745486178244.post-6478652599835366512010-07-28T23:12:00.004+01:002010-08-10T22:17:09.812+01:0018. Turn To Stone <span style="font-size: large;">Max Stone</span><br />
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<em>Detective Max Stone opened the door to his half empty apartment and kicked off his shoes; he walked over to his sofa and slumped on it. Using his left hand, he dug the remote control from the back of his sofa and switched the widescreen television on, channel after channel he switched, hoping he could get Mckayla’s face out of his head. Stone had looked like her before, felt like he imagined she did, in a cold dirty well where he could never climb out, while people walked right by and couldn’t hear the yells, and they would search once they did but they’d never look down.</em><br />
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ThaWriterzSoundtrack.S.J. 'Noa' Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512438016898459319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813616745486178244.post-6980553151268138742010-07-26T00:57:00.000+01:002010-07-26T00:57:46.459+01:0017. Little Of Your TimeI'm so annoyed with myself for promising people I care about <em>time</em> and never actually getting around to spending time with them, I have the greatest friends in the world who love me and are already so patient and encouraging. I'm beginning to worry that I'll lose the best ones, I mean everyone has two sets of friends, the ones you talk to casually and catch once in a while and then you have the ones you adore and feel like something is missing if you haven't spoken to them for a bit. Sometimes those casual friends grow into the ones you adore too.<br />
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I only have a handful of those friends I wish I could put in my pocket and keep them forever but we all have our own lives and paths to follow, I have one in particular right now that I'm missing terribly. There was a point where we spoke everyday even if it was just for a few hours, and now we're lucky if we chat longer than ten minutes.<br />
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Now, she's an actress, a successful one too so her time is limited anyway and she has kids too but I miss her is all I'm saying, and sometimes I just want to be childish and stomp my feet. She's very special to me, an amazing writer who constantly inspires me, intelligent, funny, protective and ambitious with gorgeous kids ta boot!<br />
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Wanting some of her time, it just made me realize how some of my other friends feel when they say they miss <em>me</em> and want some of <em>my</em> time. But as Miss Jia said, if you can make time to eat, sleep and shit then you can take a little time out for the ones you appreciate! Besides, I need to get out more because on I'm this thing way too much and it's not healthy, if I'm not writing then I'm watching TV or running around after my nephews. At the end of the day, I always feel bad for not emailing, txting or calling anyone back, I haven't been a very good fried lately, if I want time then I'm going to have to give time.<br />
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And I need to get my social life back on track, not that I'm a club person. I'm more of a theatre, live music, concert or festival kinda gal. So, on my already epically long list of things to do I'll be adding 'Take time out for friends'<br />
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Apart from the above rant, I had a pretty lazy sunday. = D <br />
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ThaWriterzSoundtrack.S.J. 'Noa' Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512438016898459319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813616745486178244.post-40381894667545390412010-07-24T23:55:00.002+01:002010-08-02T14:27:20.709+01:0016. One Part LoveI'm here, I'm still alive, yay. I've been looking in all my old diaries trying to figure why I thought being able to stay up so late or shall I say early was so damn cool, yes I'm a writer and I work better at night but there is a big difference between nocturnal and insomnia, right now I'm suffering from the latter and the heat isn't helping. <br />
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I roll around get twisted in the sheets while music plays in the background, and no that's not why I can't sleep, one of the reasons I can't sleep is because that's when the voices in my head are the freakin' loudest, not that I can blame them cause' I can barely hear them during the day with my lot around.<br />
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And, when I do sleep it's not for long because I can't get comfortable, if I use three pillows I wake up stiff and if I use one or none I wake up stiff, what hell am I supposed to do? Ugh. Oh and on top of that my brand new laptop, as in a month old is already pissing about and 'Not responding' on me. Why me???<br />
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So, as you can imagine I'm not the nicest person to be around when I wake up. <br />
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Anywho, while watching one of my favourite shows 'Leverage - The Studio Job' I realized something, I was sitting there getting <em>desperate</em> to see Hardison and Parker fall for each other, it was already there, I wasn't willing it to happen because I'm a hopeless romantic but once I saw the chemistry there I couldn't help but watch one after another hoping they'd both admit their feelings. I realized that whether it plays a big part or a small part there's LOVE in every story, there's a special partnership that you love, relate to or envy, there's that banter that one else can do.<br />
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Psych - Shawn & Gus<br />
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Supernatural - Sam & Dean<br />
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Ultmately it's the partnerships, the fighting and making up that makes us watch, or at least that's what makes me watch. Also, just to throw it out there Bromance should have it's own genre because that's another favourite of mine, watching guys who love each other act like they hate each other, but you can see one would be lost without other, and without any sexual connotation. Damn you, slash writers. LOL!<br />
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If you don't believe me look for yourself, watch your favourtie shows, there's a partnership you're attached to and they're what makes you pay attention to the story in the first place.<br />
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ThaWriterzSoundtrack.S.J. 'Noa' Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512438016898459319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813616745486178244.post-54206222338895492852010-07-15T22:53:00.000+01:002010-07-15T22:53:26.022+01:0015. Question ExistingWow.<br />
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Yeah, since I actually started planning to write a script I've been saying that. I'm not one to run from a challenge but hell, this is harder than I thought it was going to be, like I said in another post I started out writing scripts, or at least that's what I called them. It turns out they were just coversations, I've read a lot of scripts over the past few days, mostly pilots and now I'm asking myself if I can actually write one.<br />
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Sure, I can learn how to write out a script in the correct format using EXT. Parking Lot - Night and INT. Taxi - Night but what about the actually story? I don't know if I've done the right thing reading as much as I have, I know I have a tendency to overwhelm myself with information but I like to know what I'm getting myself into. <br />
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I still want to and am going to do it, as a child I first wanted to be a cartoonist and then moved on to actually wanting to make movies so I've always had pictures clear in my mind when writing, and could always imagine the music playing over a particularly emotional or chaotic scene. I love movies, so learning about screenwriting is essential for me as a writer, especially one who benefits from learning different writing styles.<br />
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I'm going to strart by writing a TV script and the first rule is, watch more TV. I love research but I hated homework as a teen, now if they'd said go home and research what household chemicals could make acid bombs, you know, in case one of your character's decides to blow something up, I think I would have faired better in the homework department.<br />
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Of course, while in school it didn't actually occure to me that as a writer knowing a little of everything would be helpful. LOL - Duh.<br />
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So, lots of TV. Shouldn't be too hard, I went on TV.com to check out the most popular dramas and highest rated dramas, House ranked No.1 on both lists, so I guess he goes on my list too. I was mostly looking for shows that fell in the same category as Behind The Bar, which meant I had to cross out all the sci fi/fantasies, detective/cop shows and law, that means Merlin, Cold Case and The Good Wife are out amongst others. A few other shows I skipped on because I didn't like titles like Make it or Break it - I did a quick Wiki check and I still wasn't interested.<br />
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After Twilight, anything with 'Saga' attached is likely to get a miss so The Forsyte Saga was out. And, although Criminal Minds is right there at the top of my fav shows it' a criminal drama, I'm definitely going to give Persons Unknown a watch. But, the shows I've chosen for homework are *drum roll* <br />
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I should watch a few that I hate too so that means Gilmore Girls, Grey Anatomy which I don't hate by the way because I've never cared to watch it before now and Pimp my ride doesn't count as a programme I could study does it? I'm stuck, so I'm sticking with it. Hours and hours of guilt free tv? Win.<br />
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Why should anyone read/watch it? I had more to questions, but being tired is like being drunk for me. So, I guess I'll continue it in another post with a note to self not to expect anything I write to make sense after midnight. And, pay no mind to the time of post, I wrote this a few days ago at like 2am.<br />
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Today was interesting, I woke up feeling good, now to some that would sound odd but for me it doesn't happen often at all, I usually have to thaw out during the day, I rarely wake up feeling bright and ready for the world. So, I expected an email as you know from a producer I've been speaking to about writing for but I haven't heard anything back and it's friday. <br />
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I'm to assume I didn't get the writer's position, I think I hyped up fear of rejection so much that when it finally happened it didn't feel as bad as I thought that it would. I mean, yeah I'm bummed but I'm not devastated, I really wanted the opportunity to have the BBC under my belt of writing experience but it didn't work out that way. I did the same when getting my tattoo, I kept going on about how much it was going to hurt and when I sat down though it burned I didn't want to run away from it, the pain was bearable.<br />
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So why was I in a good mood? Professionally, it was my first rejection. I haven't recieved my rejection email as yet but after a week I know where it's going, and like I said in my last post I think it was rejection builds character. If I wasn't me, I would want to see what I was going to do next, after this black mark on my confidence? LOL<br />
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Hmm, I guess I'm going to keep writing like I said I would, if writing wasn't me than I would've given up a very long time ago, but the producer said when she emailed me about the interview that my writing was really good, and I should be glad to have gotten an interview because of how many applicantions they got. C'mon, feedback from someone who has written for theatre and is now the producer of an iconic soap's spin off? I'm pretty pleased with myself, it was validation that I am indeed a good writer. *Collective sighs* Yes, I know, my friends have told me and my family have told me, but I discussed them in an earlier post, sometimes the ones that love you lie.<br />
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So I've decided, I'm going to learn how to screenwrite, yep I want it on my list of 'Accomplishments' I'm still a novelist but I want to write a script, I actually started out writing scripts because I didn't know how to write novels correctly.<br />
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The end of a chapter, an experience, an opportunity. I'm moving on, while resisting the urge to write the boring story of a writer who tried to become a TV writer, LOL - Just kiddin' I couldn't sit through a boring story, even if I was the one writing it.<br />
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In other news, just a random declaration of love for Ed Norton. I like him as an actor, but there's also something about his face that I really like and I don't even know what it is. To name a few movies of his I liked, Fight Club of course, American History X (Even though he was a racist bitch throughout most it) Down the Valley? And Hulk.<br />
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Lastly, I'm a funny girl, and when I say that I'm not talking about making people laugh, I mean I have my ways about me that are, I don't know, odd. Well, if I told my sister what I'm about to tell you then she'd probably tell me...actually you don't want to know what she'd tell me because she's the devil on my shoulder.<br />
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Getting to the point, I usually write short scenes or do a quick collabrative story with someone when I've got mind block and I asked a friend if she'd be willing to write something out with me, she agreed which I was happy about and although we didn't set a specific time we pretty much knew when it was going to happen. Well, when it came to that time she didn't say anything and neither did I, you might say I should've just mentioned it again, reminded her of our agreement but here's where the funny comes in to it. I can't, and if she doesn't mention it I will never bring it up again, is that silly? Am I too proud?<br />
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I'm not sure I know what it is but if I ask someone to do something and they don't, for me that's the end of it and I move on and do what I have to do on my own. I'm not saying she's deliberately not bringing it up, I don't think she'd do that, she could even be waiting for me to bring it up again but I won't, I've always been this way. <br />
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I don't ask twice.<br />
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I think it's me automatically feeling like a burden once I've asked again, and it's also me not wanting to have to. Who knows? It's probably some deep seated child hood issue I haven't dealt with yet.<br />
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Right, so...challenge: Script<br />
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Why do I want to write a script?<br />
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Because I'm a writer and always will be, one day someone read and then I'll write some more until someone buys and sells, it's getting up and dusting my arse off after a 'No, Thank you' that makes me a winner.<br />
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Title Info. DJ Khaled.<br />
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Good Night, Good Morning,<br />
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ThaWriterzSoundtrack.S.J. 'Noa' Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512438016898459319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813616745486178244.post-69984642293032867582010-07-04T11:26:00.000+01:002010-07-04T11:26:48.550+01:0013. I Shall Believe<strong>Warning</strong>: Long, long post. <br />
I came with an idea the other day for my online series 'Behind The Bar' but before that, I think I should update you on that writing gig for the BBC. In my 'Not Afraid' post I mentioned that I had an interview for the 29th, well you wouldn't believe the drama of that day.<br />
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First off, the travelling time was ridiculous, I hate public transport but I shouldn't really complain because I should've been driving ages ago but everything with me is at snail speed and I despise that mentality. Anyway, I should've checked the stations on the internet before I left but I thought I could just ask the ones that work at the train station, when I got there and asked the place I was going weren't even on the tube map. The lady had to leave her seat from behind the window and look in some other planner or whatever, then when she came back gave me this complicated route, a load of train change over's.<br />
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I did what she said and I was moving pretty quick from train to train, I had more than enough time on my hands to find this place because I left two hours before the interview time, like Drake said, better late than never but never late is better. So, I got to Farringdon changed platforms to the first connect or something national railway? I'm waiting, then I ask a man that was walking up and down the platform with those neon coloured waistcoats what train to get, I told him where I was going. <br />
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His response "You're on the wrong platform, love. You need the one opposite you, look out for the train you've got written down on your paper.' I thanked him and crossed over, looked at the board with all the stations on and thought I had the right train in mind. When it came I got on, had plenty of time still and sat back turning up my iPod on Trey Songz. (Yes, I kept my eyes open at every stop)<br />
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Time started to slip away from me, so now I'm sitting up checking the stops as we pass them but we're not stopping at some of them, some of which were written down on my info sheet, I kept my music on, because of course music makes me calm even if it's rock...well not really, that can sometimes hype me. I digress, so I'm looking at these stops, the train is semi packed, there are crying babies and chatter, next thing I know I've got ten minutes before I'm late for this interview.<br />
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I texted the production manager, I apologized and told her it was looking like I was going to be late and she said okay, as long as I could make it for 12:45pm because the producer had other business to tend to, I said yes. Wrong answer, this train wasn't stopping for anybody and I just had to sit there and not only be late but also past the time she had before she left. <br />
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I was in bits, kept texting back and forth between the manager and my sister. "I blew it," is what I sent my sis. The train starting stopping at stations again but it felt like half hour each time, then it stopped at Bedford and basically told everyone we were at the final destination. o.O<br />
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*insert cursing* I go over gates where the men are checking tickets and ask him about this studio, and he smiles you know, he smiles and says. "No love, that's all the way on the other side, you're in North," not only was I way past my destination which was far enough, I was a long, long way from home. (Love that song)<br />
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He tells me to get on the fast train that's just come in and get off at St. Albans, so I do. I'll give their trains on thing; they're classy, seats, tables, air con and very fast. Long story made short, I didn't make it and on the way back home I was pissed off with myself, one, I knew I should've checked the damn internet and two, I should be DRIVING! - LOL<br />
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I get home after six trains, three there and back and literally went to bed, I just crashed out because I was so tired, probably woke up an hour or so later when I heard my sisters in the living room making noise over football.<br />
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<strong>Interview Reschedule</strong> - Friday.<br />
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<strong>Text</strong>: Friday? This Friday? What time? And I got no response, so I assumed either it wasn't going to happen or it wasn't for this week. <br />
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<strong>Friday 2nd</strong> - I'm usually up by 8 every morning, weekends 10am. This particular Friday, I overslept o.O waking up to the sound of my phone going off, I open one eye and flip it open to read the text. It was from the producer asking me to come in for 3:30pm that afternoon, I took a pause and then looked at the time and it was 11am! <br />
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<strong>New & Improved Route</strong>: All I had to do is go 'WC' station which took me straight to 'Kings Cross/ St. Pancras International?? Am I kidding you? No, I kid you not; these arses at the stations don't know their own damn jobs. Two...TWO TRAINS! And I was there with minutes to spare.<br />
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<strong>Meeting & Pre Interview</strong>: I got my visitors badge, walked between the set of a very iconic soap that I've watched all my life, very surreal moment looking at props and family sets but moving on. I met the producer, she was very nice, friendly, pretty face, well dressed and welcoming. I followed her to her office and sat down, she asked me about travel and so on. Now, I don't know if you know but summer has arrived, so I may have looked good when I left my yard but I wasn't looking too good by the time I got to her, I excused myself and went to the bathroom, with her instructions of course and unlike many who are nervous pukers, I found out I was the opposite. <br />
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One of my characters, Lil, is a nervous girl, she's not a nervous puker either, she's a bubble guts and I became one too. *Cringe*<br />
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I did however, feel so much better going back to the office this time joined by another young girl, I sat down and said hi and we got talking while 'Miss producer' got our info from her computer, I was quite proud of myself but I'm not usually forward with new people. <br />
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<strong>Interview</strong>: 'How long have you been writing, what character would you like to see, how would you change this?'<br />
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These were the types of questions she asked me, I think I answered well enough; I was clear and confident because this is what I love to do. When I'm interviewed for a nursery Job, I stutter, I can't answer all of their questions about the current curriculum, all I can say is I love kids, I have a big family and I have this qualification. <br />
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It's so different though, when someone is asking you about your passion instead of your job, you don't want to get me started, I could talk all day about writing in general not just what I write. No matter what she asked me, I could answer because there's no wrong answer, it's all personal experience and for me writing is very personal, publicly personal if that makes sense.<br />
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We talked about the shows that I watched, a few that I mentioned she also liked which was cool but it was when she asked me how old I was I thought "Maaan," Now, when I applied I was twenty two years old by the time they replied back I was twenty three, they got in contact and gave me an interview date on my actual birthday. I think it's the only thing weighing against me, if I don't get called back to join the other writers it'll be because I was too old. <br />
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Can you believe that? I'm too old.<br />
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But, I shall believe I have a chance until I'm told otherwise. I will get the answer on Monday, and then I'll know what my next step is going to be. I did want to share my new idea but this post is too long already, so I'll do a separate one.<br />
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But for now, I shall believe in thyself. =D<br />
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Title Info. Sheryl Crow<br />
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Buon Giorno,<br />
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ThaWriterzSoundtrack.S.J. 'Noa' Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512438016898459319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813616745486178244.post-48710189348974233792010-06-27T01:34:00.000+01:002010-06-27T01:34:12.343+01:0012. Blame ItWhenever I get a little, well, a lot of liquor down my neck I get into this stupid mode of thinking about him. Don't you just hate that? I'm young, reasonably pretty in the face, smart, friendly, bubbly and loyal and yet I can't get out of my own way...I think I've lost my thread of thought.<br />
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Mmm...<br />
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Oh. He's got a girl now and a kid, and I tell myself and whoever asks that I hate him and it's because of how much and how long I loved him. I act like I don't care when someone mentions his name but it irritates me, I don't want to know about him or hear about him. Does that mean I haven't moved on?<br />
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I think I have but now I'm just really cautious, I don't want to casually date, or link someone just to say I've been there and done that. I'd prefer to find the <em>one</em>, yes, I'm 23, some would say, especially my older brother that it was ambitious of me but I've always been ambitious. Besides, if I listened to my older B I'd be single until I was in my late thirties!<br />
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I want to be loved <em>back</em>, I want cuddles, conversation and laughter but I'm too scared to trust it could happen to me. After my sister getting so ill with Hodgkins, I realized that like everyone else out there you think it can't happen to you or it won't happen to someone in your family but it does and it did. It made a believer out of me, no one is exempt from devastations of the world, so why can't it work the other way round? I want to believe it can happen to me, just like Hodgkins happened to my best friend, my sister. <br />
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I don't know if any of this is making sense to anyone but it sounded like it did in my head, so I apologize in advance.<br />
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Am I too young to want a forever guy now? I don't know, but I want what I want and the freakin' spirits have only intensified the feelings I pushed down when I'm sober, not that I'm drunk right now. *cough*<br />
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My mum's only ever been with two guys her whole life, my dad and my step dad. Is it too much to want the same? My only worry is that I could've rejected him already, ignored or not noticed him, hell maybe I haven't even met him yet. I just hope I know in my heart when I do.<br />
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Blame this on the alcohol.<br />
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Title info. Jamie Foxx<br />
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Sleep well,<br />
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ThaWriterzSountrack.S.J. 'Noa' Paulhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02512438016898459319noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6813616745486178244.post-6191136510192189392010-06-25T23:48:00.001+01:002010-07-13T13:10:24.160+01:0011. Man In The MirrorI don't care what people say, Michael jackson was BAD! Who can top him, ever? There will never be another human being like this man.<br />
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Opinions are exactly that, and it's human nature that some of those narrow minded people would focus on the negative aspects of his life but I never wavered, I will always be a fan. People forget all the good things he did for people around the world that weren't his blood, for children that weren't his own and he made a difference to so many.<br />
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I grew up listening to Michael Jackson, my mum had all his records, our TV was black and white so we'd spend most of our time listening to music and he lifted us up. It's amazing what music can do to and for your soul, my sister who is only sixteen months younger than me told my mum at age 4 that'd one day she'd marry him. LOL - we watched 'Moonwalker' on video every day like it was a soap.<br />
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I still don't know which album is my favourite out of Bad and Thriller but I do know that his music will aways be a part of my life and so many others around the world.<br />
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I love you, Michael Jackson.<br />
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</div> August 1958 - June 2009<br />
RIP <br />
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