JibJab's Release

Author's insert.

This is the first one I've ever done.  I have quickly edited it, and proofed it.  But I was waiting to hear back about if it was any good, and the three I asked never answered me.  So I take it to mean that it sucked, but there you have it.  I like it.  So there.

And the Story.
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JibJab's Release

“Jibjab, we need you downstairs.” The statement coming from a half seen dirty face, hidden in shadows and smelling of earth.

The wail drifting up from the nether realms “Its not working right!” She was always the one they chose. Cracking an eyelid, she groaned at the predawn light filtering down. It was always thus, overlooked by those who mattered, indispensible to those who couldn't help her.

She descended into the chaos to assess the situation again. Always a jury rigged solution in this place, this forgotten armpit of the world. It look's like that's what it's going to be again. Sighing, she sat down and folded herself back and under the silent and meancing accumulation of parts. As she squirmed to reach the parts that she needed to get at, twisting this way and that, she thought again of her impending termination date, when it would finally be all over for her.

Slippered toes shuffled up to rest beside her ear, a voice drifting down from somewhere above, “What'cha doin' JibJab?”

Jibjab, as she was called by the littlest ones, was the oldest of the remaining inhabitants of this place, the rest of the older ones had passed on, in their absence the were finally free of the opressive structure, the daily fight for breath and bread.

There. It's working again. The resiliant electrical hum of the motors coming online, the beeps of acknowledgement. She wished she could just leave well enough alone, they broke it, they can figure out how to fix it. She worked her way out of the tangle of clinging throttling lines, shuddering at the sudden cold air on her back.

As she tugged her shirt back down into place, she picked up the slippered toes and the freckeld face that when with them.

“Kelly, use your big girl words, not JibJab, Jennifer.”
A gnarled face leaned out of the opening to the kitchen, “thanks for fixing the cables for the little one's Jennifer, we'll miss you around here.”

Jennifer thought back to the years she's spent in the orphanage, and felt a tear well up in her eye, but getting adopted was the best thing that could happen to her. She looked forward to tonight, her first night in her new home.
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Let me know what you think.  Please.  Honesty is better than kindness.  If it sucked, say so, if you like it, tell me why.

Andre.

I shall Flash you. *grin*

Hiya all.

In an effort to hone my ability to write, fast and accurate, impact resistant and all that, I'm going to start putting flash fiction up here, I'm aiming for at least one per week.  I can send them from wherever I am on the globe via my phone, so hopefully this will work out.  I can't say for certain what genre they might fall into, or what tone, and all that, but I"ll give it my best shot.

Wish me luck and the inspiration from God.

until later

Andre.

Script Frenzy Toast

Wa whooo.... I gone done did it.  *grin*  made 100 pages of script in April, barely, and only by sheerest willpower some days.  'specially since we're busiest at that time of year anyhow.

So, as I mentioned, goodness knows how many posts ago, I was going to try doing script frenzy, now I don't claim to have enjoyed it as much as novel writing, and I'm not sure I like writing scripts, (format is all snakey and crap, no descriptive component except for telling the actors what they're supposed to be thinking so that they portray it that way)  and the structure is kinda odd, to say the least.  Anyhow, here's the formal document showing I did it.  Yay.

I would have to say the most enjoyable parts I wrote were the insane downhill rush in a pickup truck down a forest track by the two main male leads, and trying to create the female bond around the mutual issues from the past when I was trying to show the complexity of the two main female leads. (one's marrying the main male lead, and the other was the one dating him immediately prior to his taking up with the current one he's marrying)

Other than that, I needed to plot more, at least so I could have a line to follow (or ignore, but having a line there would have helped).

And on that note, I suppose I should at least put in more time on getting the damn thing finished so I can write it off and get moving on something more interesting.

Maybe a series of short stories about what goes on in EtherVille (where the etherbunnies live, and the origins of the ether-gnomes, those little guys that run packets back and forth around the internet)

Anyhow.  Gone for now, back later.  Thanks for listening.

Testing posting by e-mail

Well, you heard it. This is just a test post to see if and how this thing / process works.

Thanks for reading.

Andre.

progress

It's amazing what a person can achieve when they have enough energy drinks and some moderate determination, I've pulled a major push and put out 30 pages in the last 24 hours, and the next 24 will see me finished, ish.

see:  http://www.scriptfrenzy.org/eng/user/539286

k, gotta get back to work.

Andre

Should I try to do it? God only knows if I can make it.

Should I try to do it? God only knows if I can make it.

There are three days left in April, I need 50 pages, that's about 20 pages per day to be safe. so couple of hours each night.  I think I can make it, but....

oh hell, I don't know.  I've gotta get to work here, I'll let it percolate and then I'll be back to deal with what I'm feeling.

it's three hours since I wrote the first two lines above.  and now....


I can do this.  I can make the deadline.  I have 60 hours and 50 pages, that's a page per hour for safety.  so I'm out, no posting here until I'm done, then if I feel it, I'll up the whole damned thing up.

Bye for now.

Andre.

A determination

I will make it as a writer of fiction and other things.  I will sell something I wrote.

Now, having said that, I only have a couple of things in progress so far, most of the great ideas are floating around in my head, and that's were they've been for quite some time.

Umm...  First, to write.
Second to learn to review.
Third to learn to market one's self and one's work

Finally, to cash cheques as they come in, and invest that money against the future.

Good idea, let's see how it works in reality.

Andre.