day NI-JUU-ICHI! well well. here we arrive at 44,595. how does it feel? GREAT! and the problem is, the more i write, the more i want to write. my Potential Story file is growing ever larger. probably the next canditate for actually being written down? a modern-day bard class ear-muff-wearing teen-age male meets modern-day healer class teen-age female, both of them having accidentally stumbled upon ley lines, and Things Ensue. am i addicted to writing? yes, i believe i am. i'll be posting both my novel(la)s i guess. mr. paul cox wants to read the first one, i know, so i've gotta put that up, and if i'm gonna put up one piece of crap, why not put em both up. my current favourite part? the big 5405 in the "words remaining" category on my nano report card. although the part where i got had to research egyptian weather patterns was awesome alright too.

that's right, i like research. wanna talk about it? ;0

day NI-JUU-NI! o my living god. i am SO CLOSE to being done. forty-eight thousand eighty-seven words. and counting. it's 2.51 in the morning, and i really could write some more. i could probably finish this thing tonight if i didn't need to get up in the morning. the rest of my family has the day off, and they're all like, haha! and i'm all like, jealousy!

except for my brother, ~MichaelBeckett, who has to ride eight hours in a car w/ my father. that's not gonna be so much w/ the fun.

back to the important stuff. i've put UC up here on dA. it's pretty long, but it fit all in one post, so that's what i did. i'm thinking about breaking it up into chapters, but i don't know. it feels kinda self-important to break it up like that. or maybe too condescending, like people are too lazy to read 31k+ in one big swath. not like i was too lazy to write it all in one swath er anything. [sush, you.] anyway, i've got it up in PDF format, too, if you wanna see actual chapter formating and other sundry stuff like that.

Unfamiliar Ceilings
.Samsaara

Clouds, rushing air, falling. He is descending, fast, clouds passing him by like hummingbirds. He watches intently as the earth grows larger before him, studying with increasing interest as large blobs of dark color seperate into smaller blobs and then dots, which in turn become cities, and then farms, and then homes. As he gets closer, he can pick out individual people, and here is where his problems begin. He can see them, smaller than ants, rushing about, tending to their daily needs, picking their petty fights, completely oblivious to his presence. That is how it should be, his peers had said. If they knew you were coming, they

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also, i don't think the world realizes how damn cool utada hikaru really is.

day ... erm ... ah ... anywho! i just realized that i never made an official I'M DONE entry. so here it is:

IIIIIII'MMMMMM DOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*ahem*

i finished on the 24er. and then i promply died. and then when i came back to life, i ate waaay too much turkey. how was everybody's thanksgiving? good? good. michael and dad came down and we all exchanged christmas lists. it's gonna be a Kick Ass Christmas (tm) this year. everybody's getting very awesome stuff. and also michael IMs me last night to brag about his VERY fancy new tablet pc he's buying himself. his old laptop is going the way of the dinosaur and keeps overheating, so he's buying himself a super-awesome toshiba tecra 4a. er something like that. anyway, it's super-awesome.

-- i just printed out my manuscript [at work i might add. this is what happens when da boss decides to leave early] and it's 65 pages. this is HUGE. the largest thing i have EVER written. it's freakin HUGE. AND I LOVE IT! *ahem* anywho.

and last, and certainly most depressing, i'd like to give a big shout out to harald the beta fishy, who died today. this was my sister's fishy, who was named harald after harald hardrata, the last anglo-saxon king. he was sick. he jumped out of the bowl a couple weeks ago, and i think he got himself dirty and infected when he did that. carolyn bought some little medicine drops, but harald wasn't looking too good. and so he apparently went to the big fish bowl in the sky just this afternoon. poor fishy.

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my. that was sad, wasn't it. let's think new story. that'll make us feel better. ainu culture + villages where daughters live slaughtered as revenge for political attacks. oh yeah, that'll make us feel real good.