leaveatrailoffire: kitten with text: and... I don't know... kittens. (what IS rambly anyway? IT IS EVERYWHERE )
Exam week has once again rolled around, and I should be stuyding. I am not right now, because I don't know if I can study for this stupid English exam any more. However, I am also not letting myself write because I CAN'T. Because I should be studying. HOWEVER. There is no rule against me POSTING ABOUT MY WRITING. SO HAH.

Okay. Um. Where to begin. I have NO idea what's going on with THE TEAM. That thing doesn't even have a plot right now. It's kind of ridiculous. It just consists of Finn passing out and waking up. Not that I mind, because I love her, but.

I'm resisting writing KILLING THE DEVIL in first person. Because that's just so cliche, and it could work in third if my brain didn't insist it be in first. Or something. I don't know. It feels TOO removed in third, and it's a pretty upclose and personal story. I don't know. It's frustrating.

And then, we have the as yet untitled screenplay I'm writing based on vaguely real events for my friend for her graduation. It's about a mutual friend as an action hero, based on certain events that actually happened that I've twisted and changed the order of so it makes more sense in the context of the story. It's not a full-length screenplay by any means--just a basic breakdown of scenes and dialogue and fun stuff. But I'm enjoying it and I think it's pretty funny if you know the whole story, hah. OH. Just thought of a title. I love when stuff like that happens. A CHANCE HAPPENING. You'd... get it if you knew the whole story. Or something. The title will probably change at some point. I don't know.

OH MY GOD. I just went into my writing folder to make a file the previously mentioned screenplay, and I found OUT, which was going to be my romantic comedy for ScriptFrenzy before I came to my senses and dropped out in favor of We Write in Hell. MAN I will have no problem writing four hours a day with all these projects.

And, of course, JUMP WITHOUT THINKING is laying across the room moping at me to pls be revised. THAT IS ANOTHER SUMMER PROJECT, DAMMIT. Or something.