It's much how I talk in real life (excluding my slight stuttering, my pausing in between words and phrases as I think in bits at a time, and my sometimes forgetting what I was JUST talking about). But at least it keeps my mind creative, whether in the written word or in speech.
Yes, I did say I'm almost there. I'm also getting to the good, exciting part! The action. The strong emotions the characters feel. The conclusion. Such are my favorite parts when writing. But then, that's a common reader's favorite part of a book, as well.
If you ever happen to notice I'm not on the internet as often, especially lately and from now on (@Jennifer_Fulk on Twitter, [I now have a Facebook Author Page I'm starting up] Jennifer Cocoa Fulk on Facebook [Author Page], main Facebook [for those of you whom are my private friends and family], Pinterest, and Google+), I'm probably doing any of these things: Job-hunting (Yes, I took a break after high school just so I could write. But I kind of need to help my mom out now.), writing like crazy, running errands for my mom, going on adventures with friends, or catching some rays because I'm really pale right now.
Uhh, yeah. Two major downfalls I've come across from writing: Pale skin = sunburns in the summer. Sitting down too much = getting a tad chubby in places and a tad skinny in other places.
> Okay, something weird and cool just happened: My cat, Sweetie, whom I've sort of taught how to say "hello" and "num-num" (since cats can't pronounce "food" very easily), just said "num-num" out of nowhere. Now, being a weirdo cat for always having to ask me permission to eat even though there's always food in her bowl and she has the full freedom to just go and eat, I thought she was doing just that. But when I told her to eat, she just stared at me and didn't move a muscle. Wondering why she said "num-num", I thought for a moment... and realized I had forgotten my toast in the toaster. "Oh! My toast! I forgot! Thanks, Sweetie!"
I thank God for Sweetie. He works through even the smallest things to help us out. :3
Little fact: I'd rather have cats than kids (if I ever decide to be in a relationship). Preferably two cats. There's just so much I want to do in life, I don't want a whole bunch of responsibility. Top that off with the health issues that run in my family (Asperger's syndrome, ADHD, APD, Bipolar Disorder, diabetes, depression, colon cancer, heart attack, Alzheimer's Disease, food and airborne allergies, asthma, etc.). I don't want to have kids that suffer from living everyday. Also, since Asperger's runs strongly through the blood (high chances of having Aspergian kids if someone close to you in relation have it), and since both my siblings have it, I especially don't want to risk it.
Better to write, drink tea, adventure around, talk to cats, turn hobbies into dreams, daydream, and just live. Besides, writing this series and other stories will take up most of my lifetime, anyway.
Speaking of which: I wonder if I'll finish writing this book by June 20th (the day I started writing it last year)? O_O 8)
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*I got the flu for a whole week. So miserable. The battery display on my Chromebook was seemingly malfunctioning. We all thought the battery was going to die soon, but now it's charging properly again. I could have used it when I was sick, but at least I got to write a bunch at the tail end of it. I'm still dry coughing, though. (Today's May 13th) Hopefully it'll go away soon. I got my mom sick, too, but at least today she sounds better than yesterday. It's so weird, because I hardly ever get the flu. It's been so many years, I forgot what it was like. Mostly it's just the cold, and even then I don't get sick very often at all. Of the "sick season", I got sick with a cold last fall, but that's it. I finally had my flu shot in January, but still I got the flu. Is it me, or is this messed up?
**Oops. Forgot to log. But I was sick, anyways.
***Oh? A sudden spike! I wonder what that could mean? ;D One word: War. *so excited*
****What happened to me? Ten days without writing?? In the middle of a war? You'd think I'd be crazy for stopping for that long, but I had a good reason. I got injured from a pretty bad accident (I wasn't driving and never will), and I was mentally/emotionally unable to sit down and write. But don't worry, the injuries weren't bad. I'm recovering nicely. And, as you can see, I'm back to writing again. :)