Dear Wal,
Over everything except blog posts. Sorry guys. How long has it been? Let me explain. I got a really bad case of poison ivy/bug thing off a thorn bush on my leg and then it got infected. I had never had poison ivy before, so naturally I was seriously freaked out. My leg was turning red and oozing all over everywhere, not to mention the itching. Anyway, I had to go to the doctor and they gave me an antibiotic and something for the itching. This something for the itching happens to make you crazy. I've been on it before. It was a very amusing experience. But this time it hasn't effected me hardly at all, other than my writing. And now we come to the subject at hand.
Remember what I said before about having multiple stories at once? Well, they've multiplied. A lot. To the point that it's not physically possible for me to write all of them down and still sleep and eat, let alone everything else I do. (I'm sorry. This rant keeps getting interrupted by Plants VS. Zombies.) It's been a trial. I don't quite know what to do with myself. I'm running out of ram in my head to handle all of them. Here's the running list as of right now:
Torchwood Fanfic
Three stories-two of which I wisely scribbled everything I had down in rant form so I wouldn't have to keep track of it in my head. The third I came up with yesterday. They end up on this planet where there's this huge racial conflict between humans and aliens. (Two kinds of aliens, actually. Fishy aliens and another kind I haven't come up with yet.) They are going to help them not fight each other or something, not sure yet.
Batman/DC in General Fanfic
Ugh, where do I start? Not to mention the huge well of ideas I haven't written anyway, this is a story that gets added to every day. I have bits of scenes hanging around in my head-Jason visiting the Kents (He makes friends with Shelby. He ends up talking to him the entire time.), a super cool mechanical beetle (?!) spying on a JLA falling to pieces, a story where the JLA loses their powers and in the process gets trapped in these caves-Jason ends up using a piece of plywood as a surf board through the mud-a story where Jason's telepathy messes up J'on's telepathy and the JLA gets trapped in what was supposed to be a training exercise turned lethal, and the entire first chapter of my JLA storyline. That last one I'm quite proud of. I've been struggling with it for a while. It's entirely from Hood's (My version of the Green Arrow.) point of view. Go puny female human superhero! (BTW she's Oliver's daughter. Haven't figured that out yet so don't ask.)
The whole idea of this fanfic is that it's a parallel universe where I either changed everything that annoyed me or made it funny. Like Batman (Jason Todd-one of the robins) is perky and happy, Clark's glasses failed as a disguise and Bruce had to get over it. Dick is Nightwing and never Robin, and Tim is his sidekick, Robin. It's pretty epic.
(At this point in the post I just sort of stopped and stared at the screen. I couldn't decide which one to pick next. This is a serious problem, people.)
Horse Thing
This one I just came up with today. It's about a character like me who understands how to read horses really well and spends a lot of her life going back and forth from barns/trainers etc. being frustrated with people. I kinda stole this idea from my friend Katie. She's always writing horse stories. Anyway, this gives me an outlet to vent through when I'm frustrated with people and horses and can't explain what the problem is without going into a gigantic lecture. Or I just can't do anything about it. That's the worst bit. Anyway, I have the first half a page or so waiting in my head and it's probably going to be written next after this post.
Virus Thing
I came up with this a few days ago and actually wrote it right after I came up with it. It's about this kid who's sick, but it's from her point of view so you can't tell if she's really sick and going to die or just thinks she's going to die. Once again, it's just the first half page or so of story.
Something You Would Call Evil
Ongoing Elliot project, like my DC fanfic. That is the actual title by the way. I would like to think that it and the story is pretty good at the moment. This story is in a constant state of flux. Mostly I've just been working out the plot. For instance, the first thirty pages or so is a journal that Elliot writes after the end of the world and sends back in time. After that I didn't have a clue what happens next, other than it's very exciting and very timey whimey wibly wobly. Meaning Elliot ends up fighting a future/past (I don't know which yet.) version of himself. So he's the good guy and the bad guy, literally fighting himself. Naaah. 8D
Araucania
Again, ongoing project thingy. This is my fantasy story. I have most of what I came up with written down at the moment, but I just can't seem to get around to finishing up this one scene. Katan wakes up from a bad dream about the last battle she was in. She's shell-shocked from it, so she jumps at everything and she's really cautious. She wakes up and Ratanger tries to calm her telepathically. Ratanger is blind (from what I have no idea yet) and obviously a telepath (I seem to have a lot of those...). He's also my Chosen One in this story. Haven't worked that bit out yet either. Anyway, his telepathy only freaks her out more, of course. Then they get attacked by some people they ticked off the night before. She has to maintain shields against them while still shaking with fear from her dream. This is where we discover that Ratanger can actually defend himself. They manage to escape and then run away to the mountains (Really their only option. It was either up into the cold, dangerous mountains or back through the evil forest.) and then they get captured by the winter people. Their skin is blue-black and their eyes are blue. They're either ice or wind elementals, haven't decided yet. And they have machines. Primitive machines, but machines none-the-less.
Beyond that I have no idea what happens.
Weird Dream Thing
Another story born from a weird dream. I remember it vividly. I was this Jason Bourne type character and I was injured or something-but not to the point that I was unconscious yet. My buddy dragged me down the slope of this gully that I know in real life is right next to my house. But at the top of the hill in the dream my house wasn't there. All I remember seeing were all these bright yellow search lights and a bunch of ragged kids running around laughing. They followed us down the slope. We didn't reach the bottom and safety, because my buddy was seriously worn out. Somehow the kids drove him out from cover and he was shot down by the people up at the top looking for us. I managed to drag myself up to lean on a tree where I couldn't be seen. But the kids knew where I was, and they started to wrap a rope around me and the tree with the intent of choking me or squeezing me hard enough that I made a sound and attracted the attention of my pursuers. Nasty kids. Anyway, I grabbed the rope and jerked it out of their hands. At this point this dream faded out into another one and I don't remember anything else. The one thing I do remember was being petrified the entire time that they would find me. It was real fear, the kind that freezes you stiff and rips you apart with desperation. I kept thinking about the eye, how I couldn't let it see me. I don't know what the eye was. But it wasn't the eye of Sauron.
1984 Scene Thing
O'Brian VS Elliot. Oh yes. Do I need to continue? It was amazing. I actually wrote this one too.
So you see the interior of my mind is pretty insane at the moment. I've started on the JLA stuff, written a bit of SYWCE (Something You Would Call Evil) and chipped away at Torchwood. Aaag. It's very annoying. At least it's not writer's block. Anyway, I apologize if this post didn't make much sense. I did it mostly to have a place to put down and vaguely order all the stories/characters flying around in my head.
/endrant
P.S. I WIN ZOMBIES!!! I WIN!!!
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