I suppose you all deserve to know why I have not posted in a verrryyyy long time. First of all California happened, which was great and amazing and wonderful for people watching (a favorite past time of mine).
Thennnn I got back home and I was planning to start up blogging again.
But then I sort of got in a car accident. I was driving alone, lost, and late picking up my friend, and I got t-boned from the passenger side and life sorta tipped upside down and all went screwy and I couldn't write for a long long time. I'm just getting back into the groove of things and the accident was the end of May.
I sort of felt crummy and went through a lot of panic attacks and then finally talked to a counselor. I'm doing much better, though I do still have nightmares and the occasional flashback/panic attack, but writing and keeping up schedules has been kind of a struggle and this blog lay dormant for a lonngg time.
Soon I will start up a new blog, and I'll post again to let you all know the new URL when I do, but yeah, that's it.
Wednesday, May 6, 2015
I wanted to punch my brother. I wanted to punch him into oblivion. I wanted to shove him in the mouth of the lion.
The raven arrived and the cloaked man appeared out of the forest like the myths said. My brother placed the shield. It had to be a male who placed the shield for some reason. I thought it was unfair, but my brother just argued.
Finally the cloaked man arrived and handed him the sword. There was no going back now.
Monday, May 4, 2015
(May the fourth be with you. Eh? Eh?)
(As a note, I am not dissing Star Wars. If you like Star Wars, I will not judge you. I like it too, it's just stereotypical.)
As much as Star Wars is amazing, and I do not deny it in the least, the story was mildly irritating.
Luke, in particular, annoyed me greatly. He was the stereotypical good guy. Orphaned, living with his aunt and uncle, special powers (because what protagonist doesn't have special powers?), a mentor (who dies. Shocker.), and is prophesied to save the world.
Anyhow, I know there are several protagonists who fall under this category. Right off the top of my head, I know Harry Potter and John Weaver from the Vortex Entrance. I'll be honest; all my protagonists started out that way, and who's don't? They're cool! They have amazing powers! They'll save the world!
But then everyone elses' protagonists are just the same. It makes things boring.
Also love triangles.
Even though the triangle was resolved when Luke was discovered to be Leia's sister (awkwardddd), it still existed and ew. Just ew. Yuck.
Anyhow, this type of protagonist can be pulled off, if you try very hard, but I wouldn't recommend it. It's rather overused in fiction today. From what I've heard from all your stories, you don't have protagonists like that. Congratulations! Yay for you!
Do any of you really like Star Wars? What do you think of Luke Skywalker?