Fixing the Text

So I always forget that I just have these texts installed, because I like these texts. As such, the people reading my book may not get the full effect of the text on the page without a few updates. Granted, so far I’ve only used 1 text that needs to be downloaded from the web, but here I am to give it.

http://www.dafont.com/angryblue.font

That will lead to my all-time favorite text, which I think anyone that reads the manuscripts of these novels should probably have since I do use it so often. If there are any other texts I get that don’t come through, please reply to this and I’ll go hunt down their original locations. Like I said, I sometimes don’t remember getting these texts but I do I have them.

On another note, I just tried moving my file from my Windows side (where everything works) to my Mac side (where everything works... but differently) and found that I will not recommend this. I mean, seriously, my book increased in size and lost a ton of the formatting that I do to really give it that flare. So, if you are a Mac user, please switch to windows to read the novel because otherwise you will ruin all of the efforts I put into it.

Thank you for this service announcement...

Change of Plans

Change of plans (Gasp, didn’t see that one coming), but I may not be doing the NaNoWriMo anymore. Besides the fact that I’ve been stressed to hell and thus have not been writing, I also got torn away from Colorado to go visit my Grandmother’s grave in Connecticut. I did enjoy going to Connecticut and seeing her grave, but I did so without my computer and thus greatly lost time in the NaNoWriMo as well as lost ideas/interest in the story I had.

However, I did randomly decided to start writing something else. To what effects it might be, we’ll have to see, but I’m going to send a small portion of it to one of my friends and see what she thinks. It should be weird.

Weird Dream

So today I woke up at eight in the morning and tried typing some more for my story, but found that rather difficult with my little brother near. He won't stop talking to me. I decided that the best course of action was to go back to sleep.

I did, and I had possibly one of the strangest dreams to date. It started off simple enough, because I was in Illinois helping my parents take care of my grandparents. It was for the most part cleaning stuff and making sure their house was secure. Well, my Dad was there and he dropped the key to their house on the ground, so I picked it up and called him to tell him he did that. He told me to keep it and that it was no problem, which I thought was weird.

Then my mom finally arrived in Illinois, oddly a day after my Dad had been there. She brought a cat with her to my Grandparent's house and we were all talking while the cat played at our feet. My Mom saw I had been working on keeping the house clean and also locked-up tight, especially after I told her what my Dad had did, so apparently the Cat was my reward. That and I would have to wash all of my Grandma's cloths, which is something I never want to do.

Instead I ended up finding out a piece of information that my older brother was at a hearing by the Colorado State Courts today to solve some great mystery. Being the awesome brother that I am I did not want to go, but my Mom said it would probably be for the better if I went. So I did.

The place where the hearing was being held was a few stories up from the ground, all standing on massive steel poles. I took an elevator in the middle of the poles up to the top of the stadium thing and started wandering down rows of seats to try and find my brother. I spotted him sitting in the very first row (which was scary because we were several stories up from the ground) and he was just looking out. Now, as a reminder there were hundreds of people filling the seats behind him. So I started to wander through the crowd trying to find a seat for myself when I suddenly spotted several friends from several different parts of my life. Just to throw some names out there: Wyatt, Vicki, Kara, and then there were two other people but I can't remember who they were.

So I went over to Wyatt, Vicki, and Kara and they all had these blow-up dolls that looked slightly different from one another, but also looked very similar to me. So I started whispering to Wyatt and Vicki and they showed me a CD case big package for the blow-up doll that said Average Angry Stand-up Comedian. I laughed a little at this.

Then something happened that made me want to get closer to my brother so I could talk to him. I ended up flipping over the seats and snapping the head off of Kara's blow-up me and went down to one of the other people I know. Kara, wanting revenge decided she also wanted to get closer. Well I started to talk to this friend about Kara and my brother's relationship and then how Kara was married. It was also very weird. Then a person sitting behind us yelled at us for making a racket. Also, at the same time Vicki had plugged in an old vinyl record (plugged in by putting it on a record player attached to the seat... don't ask cause I don't know) and she had it on speaker by accident. So that started play loudly and everyone was yelling at her to turn it off, so she gave me this look that said OH MY GOD and at the same time she plugged in her headphones and switched it to personal.

Then the jury decided without a doubt that by proof of my older brother's responses that I had been telling the truth and they decided we were both A.D.D. kids that should not be contacted by the courts. So now we're on the do-not-call list for courts because we were listed for Attention Deficit Disorder.

Then I woke up. Weird dream, right?

Anyway, life gets more complicated and I'm trying to catch-up still. Hopefully I do catch-up because I feel so close to actually succeeding. Maybe start making a checklist of months I've done successfully after this?

Words for the Month: 28,580 / 40,000
Total Words: 28,580