Story: Theme; characters

This is my first post on my story. Not a post revealing anything about my story, but about it's theme and characters, and my intentions. Consider these posts as notes regarding it that I have no problem revealing.

Note that this is never directly stated except for in my notes. This does not reveal the plot, or personality of the characters as a whole. This is just a starting point.


Skuld: A girl accepting of the world around her, despite the curiousities and peculiarities that surround her, and include herself. She takes no consideration into the differences in her environment besides those that generally don't matter at all, or are too general or big to be left unnotice. She sees the world as a physical realm, with no real depth. All life is the product of what is around it. Close minded to other ideas, but doesn't lash out at different ideas. Empty of real emotions.

Natalie: A girl who cannot help but look for the things around her that are different, little or big. Those things that change in a world that tries to ignore change. Does not take the world for only its phyiscal distinctions, but mental, emotional and spiritual representations. Open to challanging ideas, wherever she can find them. Always wears a small smile.

The two characters are friends, their relationship I will keep quiet. But this is a simple definition of their persons. Natalie being the hero, Skuld an anti-hero. However, the primary mode of writing is from both perspectives.

Theme: The primary themes, both of which I talk about extensively in private notes, are Heroism and good vs. evil, as well as the importance of open observance of what goes on around you. Heroism, being defined as, as those who influence me have stated, is man(mankind) as it should be. Natalie, the hero, fully represents my idea of what the perfect person is. Skuld, being the anti version of that, yet not neccesarily evil.

The importance of observation of things and how they change, and how we change with them. Why change is good, or whether it is good or not. Why do things change? Why does this exist this way, what purpose it have, or I have? How does this, influence that, or I influence that? Some of the questions asked.


Of suffering and renewed opinions

With another week gone, the starting of school over, and all public relations scrambled, facing the suffering of how much crap I carry around with how much I end up walking through a day with that crap cannot possibly be described to you with simple descriptions. It would require long, drawn out descriptions fit for the like of Tolkein, and other such writers notorious for their keen word artistry. So thus, i shall not, for I lack the skill of my masters, and am but a mere learner.

And so, I move on with spirits in regards to the impression one gains from me. Those who do not know that I write, read, or otherwise have some awareness of the world around me, find themselves in shock over the sheer number of pages I read (myself failing to notify them that pages never translates into difficulty, only the amount of time one could possibly spend reading that particular book.). With further spying, one had found a few of my writings for a story that I have gained fondness of in my scribings and wrestling with words over. My emo/rocker/goth appearence thus fails to deceive and leaves me with nothing but intellectualism, or geekism. While I would continuely insist I am but a humble artist, not one so much as a geek, a practicer of geekism.

And so thus, once again, I have been shunned by my classmates, forced back into the deepest pit of hell they could think of. This area is called, "The middle," where my answers on tests are easily accessable for those with lesser intellect, or mediocre mental processing abilities. I countered this with a minor proposition with the teacher, regarding that I be allowed my own space, for I do not wish to deprive those around me of their own education.

Being one to pretend not to care what other people think, I spend my time alone. Speaking cautiousless, and working at a faster pace then those who decide to work in groups. Thus my new position being, "loner," or a practitioner of the ancient art of being alone.

And so my journey through the deep, dark place known as, "school," has begun. Will I survive my fourth and final year? What other transformations await me? Hopefully, yes and none.


blogger beta: its better (sorta)

Ah yes, the new Blogger Beta thingymabobber. What does it do? Well, this post was meant to test and see if I notice anything different.. Also, the templates are better. ^_^ Now, everything on my page is in an Autumn theme (mostly because thats how i selected everything) and the page seems more... fit for what I wanted in a design. It's so great my English was lacking. ^_^ Wait... no, that is not a good thing. -_-

So it isnt as great as I thought it'd be. But the template style rocks. =D

Edit: instant posting! o.o Now I can edit the rest at some point... Still have other posts I want to edit..

And edit two: almost all English errors have been repaired and are fully functional for reading.



I hate my computer! It has been rather uncooperative lately, resulting in mass frustration and spending more time fixing it then actually using it. Even at this moment I'm wrestling with dead programs, or a cpu usage of 100%. Struggling with broken parts, and fans that stop automatically.

Please contribute to the Buy Demoinai Another Computer (BDAC) fund *brings in sad looking poor kid with puppy dog eyes* for the children..

Oh yea.. started on my story again. Hopefully i won't have to redo my computer any time soon, but just in case, i placed a backup on my mp3 player/thumb drive. So if you want to steal something that, at this point, isn't close to finished, steal my mp3 player ^^



remade since my last blog scared me and kinda confused me (and i doubt this one will be different) so thus i am hear blabing on about it. Blogging: the act of blabbing on about something (essentially, im really not writing anything.. importent...). So, trying this again...

edit: it works o.o hopefully..