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Feb 20, 2014 07:17AM
OK so I guess this is where I'll write my stuff. Most of it will be very random weird and silly.
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For now I will just write some random stuff.The sea was shining brightly, or rather the reflection of the moon mirrored on the surface of the water. It wasn't just the moon's reflection on the surface that lit up the night, something was lurking below the water. A small fishing boat was bobbing about up and down to the regular rhythm of the water. The boat had no crew aboard they disappeared earlier that day, but that is another tale to tell at another time.
*shiver* This sounds like a cliffhanger! And a little scary/mysterious/AWESOME!!
~~Slowly she awakened. She was thinking about something really strange but it totally made sense to her. Unfortunately the more she thought about it the less she remembered and the fuzzier it got. As she was getting out of bed she realized that after a restless night she actually had gotten some sleep. She checked the clock had it really been six hours? Bt she couldn't get to sleep. Yet since she was awakening she must have fallen asleep at some point.
She tried to recall the strange thoughts again. They were part of a dream she was sure. There was something about moving, and she was talking with mother on a boat? No they were talking in an abaondoned theater and mom was also aunt Kate. Some sort of mime act or clown show was going on. Wait why was mom there? She has been dead for six years and she hated clowns. For that matter Amanda herself hated clowns.
She walked away from Mom/Aunt Kate, something backstage caught her eye. She was walking along a dark corridor toward an open door at the end of the hall.
Mom was back she said "Hey A. don't forget to do your homework, and did you see last week's episode of 'NCISI Big Bang 13 and a Halflist?'" The Martians landed on Gilligan's Island and took that dead rock star...
Wait the Martians? Mom never said that word ever, she never talked about space stuff. Weird she had never thought about that before. Mom never talked about any of the space shuttle missions or the old Apollo flights, but she loved those Sci-Fi shows.
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~~It was a slow day at work, Amanda was finding it difficult to stay focused. The restless night didn't help. She corrected herself the night had not been restless she did get some sleep but how much? She vaguely recalled getting into bed a little after midnight and tossing and turning for what seemed like hours without losing consciousness once. She awoke just a few moments before her obnoxious alarm went off at 6:30 Am. It had been hours and not just minutes hadn't it? Now she wasn't too sure. The strangeness and her dream about Mom being abducted by Martians, no Mom asking about Martians on Gilligan's Island. She couldn't get her mind off of it.
She hated her job, she was sick of the whole nine to five bit. Dolly Parton was right, "they NEVER give you credit" Amanda had restructured the entire client information database and merged it with the company's mailing list. She had made many improvements to it to make it more efficient as well as being more user-friendly. All she got was a half-hearted "Good job Ms. Blackberg" from her supervisor's supervisor.
Days like today she had completed all the reports needed for the day, and was trying to stay awake by watching funny animal videos on YouTube. She thought the one with the black and white cat inspecting the mouse chocolate factory was the best one. There were these two little Lucy and Ethel mice that were trying to keep up with the steadily increasing speed of the conveyor belt.
Chocolate factory, that was it. That was what was at the end of the dark hall in her dream a chocolate factory. So she had dreamt about Willie Wonka. No it wasn't Wonka and it wasn't a chocolate factory. I was a car assembly shop. No not cars but the assembly line was buiding something out of huge hunks of metal.
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It's really nice and I hope you'll write soon. The last sentence is kinda mysterious. Strangely, it reminds me of Cybermen.
Anahita wrote: "It's really nice and I hope you'll write soon. The last sentence is kinda mysterious. Strangely, it reminds me of Cybermen.":) Thanks yes that is the idea.
I don't really have much of a full story planed for these, except at first with the sea scene I was thinking of an extraterrestrial ship coming out of the ocean, and some sort of backstory that put it there. Not sure if I'll still connect it.
Then the next day I came up with the crazy dream stuff. I thought to some of the mornings when I first wake up and have some kind of strange thought in my head. Usually it is random nonsense things but at the very first thought It seems like some sort of super-intelligent idea or plan. As I said it is usually just random nonsense which I quickly forget as full consciousness kicks in and the previous night's unconscious thoughts recede back into the dark corners of my mind.
With the dream sequences for Amanda I am trying to tie it together to reveal a possibly alien abduction. Not sure if it should be that she really was abducted or that based on the random things she remembers she is just imagining an abduction.
Mostly this is just some writing exercises to get me back into trying to write longer stories. Also to try to get something finished. Usually I just have a random idea for a single scene or line of dialogue.
I like to call it the SNL syndrome. For many years now the TV show "Saturday Night Live" has had strange obscure skits where there might be one funny line, idea or situation and they expand upon that idea but the scene goes nowhere and they don't know how to get out of it. My problem is I get the one-liner or the basic situation but I can't build upon it and it is only a one line idea or scene.
It is probably because I never really pushed myself to continue with the writing. Sometimes I would have spurts where I write for several days in a row and try to be consistent with "when" I write by writing at the same time each day (as most 'how to write' books tell you to do). Over the years it has rarely lasted more than a week or two. Sort of like with my reading sometimes I'll have weeks were I just have to get absorbed into whatever book I'm currently reading and then there are periods of many months were I don't pick up the book at all.
You have really interesting ideas and I hope you finish this one.
Anahita wrote: "You have really interesting ideas and I hope you finish this one."Thanks.
I think for this one I will need to work some offline. Not sure when I'll get around to doing that it is more fun to try to do stuff online. :)
Soon I'm going to dig out some stories/writings that I did as a kid in Elementary school. Long story short, at my elementary school each year they would have us write stories or poems and then "bind" them into "books". It was a pet project of the Principal I think. Anyway all these years I have still kept my "books". I actually know where I have them currently. For many years I had them hidden in boxes or at the back of shelves or drawers, or a closet. The first one I did I think is the best. It is a cute story. I plan on posting that in my profile's "my writing" soon. I also plan on blogging about it on my regular general blog klandersen.blogspot.com
That would be amazing, I'd love to read them.
OK this is just a random thought on a subject/plot to write about. I'm not sure how I'm going to develop it yet. It feels like it should really be a film script but whatever.Main Plot revolves around a beautiful A-List Actress and an average Joe Schmo. They eventually meet and fall in love. Hmmm I'm not good at the romance angle thing, better concentrate on the comedy angle of it.
Tentative title is something silly and generic like: "How to date a Celebrity", "Hollywood Romance 101" "I married a Celebrity" or "I Married a Real Drama Queen" or "I'm dating a Super Model"
When I was in High School my Jr year English teacher used to have us do "Stream of Consciousness" writing exercises. Some people might know it as "automatic writing" or some other name. It is when you just write whatever "pops" into your head without planning it, without correcting as you go along. Just free-flowing writing. There was one time in class we were doing the "SOC" exercise when the guy who sat next to me, grabbed my paper to see what I had written, he handed me his paper and he had written something to the effect of "Now I'm going to steal Kirk's paper and see what he wrote". I don't recall much of what I had written other than something about one of girls who used to always ask silly questions was asking the teacher something or said something that distracted me.Anyway from time to time I will try to do one of these Stream Writing exercises, but not right now because I have too many outside distractions.
For this post I am going to do a "Stream of Consciousness" so this will be SOC-1...there they go again they always go sound whatever it never stops they can't see what they are doing they dont know they don't don't don't hell this is weird I hardly know you a or her what did you say? Huh? Who How can that be? Who is it laddie laddie flipping dah. so you bought a ton of gold stock bonds last year when you were broke poor in the dirt can you see it isn't so is it? Alright then it must be so. Sew a needle pulling thread and etc...
That was only about 5 minutes or less. I think the exercise is supposed to be about 15-30 minutes. Start slow and easy.
Kiula Hagane wrote: "[spoilers removed]"thanks
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Just added this one to my writings here. It is a poem I wrote around this time last year. I think I did it at work at one of those times when I wanted to do more writing. I saved it to my blog in draft mode so I could easily access it from both home and at work.Stress and Worry
A poem by Kirk Andersen
I always used to stress and worry,
Always in such a hurry,
Never thinking about what I was doing,
Just going though the motions.
Day in and day out,
Filled with worry and doubt,
I never thought about the end,
Just the here and now and then,
I'd over think and start to panic,
Making things worse than they were,
Afraid to finish because of the failure.
Original Draft 17 April 2013
Hmmm I think I killed a couple of game threads. They haven't had any new posts since my posts a few weeks back. Don't you hate when that happens?
My thoughts have been elsewhere so I haven't done any new writings. I've done some blogging but not any creative writing. I have also been trying to catch up with my reading more than doing any writing. I guess in many ways it is like an actor who is too busy seeing other shows at different theatres he isn't in rehearsals or production of one that he is involved in.
For people who don't follow links or for visitors to Goodreads or members who can't see my writings because we are not official friends here is my quick poem from earlier today:Not The Time
A quick poem by Kirk Andersen
Now is not the time,
Nope not now not ever.
We told you before,
But you didn't listen.
Did You?
You just had to ignore us,
and everything around you.
You thought you could handle it,
But you failed miserably.
Now is not the time,
You were so into yourself,
That you messed up everything.
We couldn't remember what we were doing.
It was your fault,
But you won't admit it.
Will you?
Well, will you?
No of course not,
Because Now is not the time.
Now is not the time.
Ha! Is it ever the time?
Ummmmm NO Not with you.
You act on your own time,
Wait you have no concept of time.
You never have and never will.
Will you?
No never will...
Never ever will...
Nope not ever...
One Hundred years from now?
Nope not even One Million.
Why?
Why? That is an interesting question...
Lets think about that one,
Shall we?
NO we won't.
And you want to know why?
You should know why.
You are thinking it.
You know but you won't admit it.
Why?
Why?
Why?
Because... HEY YOU Finally got it!
NOW is not the time.
Original draft on 05 June 2014 by Kirk Andersen
Did some updating to the prologue of my writing "Alien Abduction of Amanda". I will do more work with it.
Just a little reminder note to myself. On Ebay I recently found a copy of a book that I had back around the mid-seventies that I wasn't too sure of the exact title but had a vivid memory of the cover. It is a book about "Mysterious Monsters" and has a silhouette of Bigfoot walking away on a mountain hill into the sunset. I'm going to wait until I actually have it in hand before I add it to my collection here. I hate putting stuff on my wantlists and then having to change the edition. Some databases it is a royal pain to change editions and then sometimes my exact copy isn't even in the dang database.
Not really writing but an update of some books I got today Saturday 30 Aug 2014. I wasn't sure where to write about it so I chose here. Anyway one of my local libraries has a bookstore in the ground floor/basement where they sell old library books that were removed from the system but mostly books that are donated. It is run by "Friends of the Library" volunteers. I got 6 books that were marked/tagged as being $1.50 each, but was actually only charged about $1.16The first two are sports related and one of them isn't in the Goodreads database and probably never will be it is the 2012 Media Guide for the Washington Nationals. 2012 was the year they made the playoffs for the first time. The guide has no ISBN so it isn't recorded as a book anyway. The next one is:The Ultimate Washington Baseball Trivia Book Printed in 2004 the year the Montreal Expos announced they would move to DC to become the Washington Nationals.
Next the first two books I picked up off the shelves are comedy/humor one I had owned a copy of and technically still own it but a friend borrowed it long ago and still has it (thinking that it was a gift not a to-read loan, oh well) Both are by George Carlin the first a paperback version of the book my friend is "borrowing" Brain Droppings the other one is When Will Jesus Bring the Pork Chops?
The final two are sci-fi fantasy books one I technically already have a copy of as it is the third part of a series by Fred Saberhagen the copy I got is an original of Changeling Earth from Empire of the East. The other book I got because the synopsis sounded fun In the Cube by David Alexander Smith
In the vein of some of those classic books/poems like "Yellow River" by I.P. Freely and "Brown Spots on the Wall" by Hu Flung Dung, I found another rare book available on the internet only "My Prosthetic Leg" by Ileen Della Wright.
THE MOCKING MANBy Kirk Andersen
Each morning after awakening from my slumber of the previous evening there he is.
The Mocking Man.
No he is not at my bedside,
He waits in the next room.
The room where I prepare for the day.
The Mocking Man.
I only see him in that one spot along the wall.
Not only does he mock me,
He dresses exactly like me when I'm dressed.
He is bare when I am bare.
How does he know what to wear or not wear?
The Mocking Man.
When I look at him,
He looks at me,
When I look away,
He looks away.
When I walk away,
He walks away.
When I leave the room I think he does also,
I never see him leave though.
The Mocking Man.
Who is he?
Where does he come from?
Where is he going?
Why does he mock me?
Why does he look like me?
The Mocking Man
Drafted 20JUN2015
Updated 22JUN2015
29 Feb 2016: It has been quite a while since I've updated this or done any writing here, or anywhere. I just did a little tweaking and updating to my "Alien Abduction of Amanda" Story: https://www.goodreads.com/story/show/... I'm not sure where it was heading. Still not sure.
01 Mar 2016:Need to get back into the habit of just writing for writing's sake. So here comes some nonsense for the rest of this post.
La de da Cha. Cha cha cha. Bump de bump bump. Way to go, rutabaga. Rutabaga? What is up with that? I'm not even sure I like those things. Have I even had any? Maybe in a fancy salad, but not knowingly. If I had an actual bucket list I guess tasting a rutabaga would be on that list. Right above bungee jumping. No not "right above" more like about 100 items above, maybe even several pages before. Ee gads a bucket list that is more than one page? Is it typed up in an 8pt. font? All lowercase? Single spaced? How big/long is a single sheet of paper? Right time to move on to something else.
Hello something else? Are you home? Hmm no answer. Um HELLO SOMETHING ELSE? YOU HOME? What was that? NO? You aren't? Well were are... oh its a recording... an interruption.
Now where were we? Where was I? Am I even still here? I guess I am, or was. Who knows what thoughts lurk in here? Where exactly is here? Backspace and edit/delete. NO DON'T that will waste time and will interrupt the chain of thought even more than that last interruption did.
I thought that I have had for sometime has to do with the idea or concept of human thought. Once I had seen some sort of online forum post where someone wondered; what language someone from another culture who spoke a different language than they did thought in. Well obviously it would be whatever language they normally speak. When I was a kid once I thought that question. Quite a silly thought, but in more recent years, maybe just in more recent months. My thought on this is not so much that someone who speaks a different language thinks in that language, but rather that we think in thoughts, ideas. Mostly with images or concepts.
If mankind were ever to master the art, technique? Skill? Of telepathy I think it would be mostly through transmitting thoughts of images or simple concepts. Perhaps if there are other sentient and "intelligent" forms of life in other parts of the universe and man manages to meet them, telepathy would be the form of communication used.
Now I'm just being silly. Or am I? Is it really that silly an idea or concept? I think not. Sillier things have been thought of and even sillier things have been researched.
04 Mar 2016:I'll try some more of just letting the writing flow. I really should find a more suitable place for my writings in case Goodreads ever goes under. A few years back I sort of learned that as with computer files it is best to have a backup copy of your writing somewhere else. I am referring to a time back during the 3.5 inch floppy disc storage days. I had (still have it somewhere) a disc that I had written a couple of random things saved as 2 or 3 files on a floppy disc. The data on the disc got corrupted somehow and is not readable in the normal sense. I think maybe one of those "data retriever" companies could probably rescue some of the data and maybe my one or two original poems that are on that disc, but it would be expensive. Also now-days I'm not sure if companies like that deal with the old floppy discs. I have always thought it was weird that the 3.5 discs were still called "floppy" even though they were in a hard plastic case. Well the information on the actual "disc" where the data is stored really is just a floppy piece of plastic.
Next, OK I was interrupted. Not sure what my next thought was or was going to be. Dang it.
Train of thought has been totally derailed not just stopped between stations. That is that for now then.
24 Jun 2016:Been a long while since I've tried to write anything. Part of the reason is not wanting to do it, or not wanting to spend sooo much time on the 'puter. Writing the old fashioned way with pen or pencil and paper I sometimes do but when I'm on a roll my hand gets tired and cramped. I tend to prefer using the 'puter for writing. Taking advantage of obvious advantages like being able to move sentences around, spellcheck, etc. Been ages since I've had a functioning regular typewriter (electric or semi-electric). I still have an early 1980s "electronic" typewriter by Brother which at the time required "thermal" paper. Its been well over 10 years maybe more like 15 or 20 since I've even attempted to use it. Been at least that long since the "print" cartridges it have been available for it. I have a small stock of some around, they are probably still useful since they were more like regular typewriter ribbon cartridges than modern ink cartridges (which dry out after a few years).
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When Will Jesus Bring the Pork Chops? (other topics)
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Empire of the East (other topics)
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