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When Time and Confusion Collide


Zalein Cermox

Jak 2--Computers



August 24th, 2011

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Danny Phantom Spectra: Slammin', Huh?
Click for icons!Collapse )Some icons for Nivi.

April 17th, 2011

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(Tron) Ram
I've been working on an original comic script for over a year, now. I can't remember exactly when I started, but I first sketched concept designs in the sketchbook that came before the one I have now, and the number of birthday pictures I've put here for a specific person says it's been a year.

The script is about 80 pages long, including two or three alternate scenes that I wrote, moved to one side for later examination, and then rewrote. What's left before things get moving:

-Divide the script up into chapters. The first parts are divided, but after I added scene after scene to one of them,  I sorta started ignoring them as hard as I could. I want to have some kind of an idea of what the story's flow is like, though, and where good stopping points for snazzy chapter beginnings are...
-Divide the script into pages. This I'll probably do along the way of drawing it, but half the reason I want to divide the chapters up like so is so that I can have roughly similar amounts of pages in each chapter.
-Choose a medium. I'll probably start out with ordinary sketch paper and markers, but I need to actually try them out, and see if I can do what it is I want to do with them.
-Make webcomic-y decisions. I'm sort of expecting for now that I'll just post things on deviantart for a while, before moving to some other site, but I need to read up on this before I'll feel confident going on with anything beyond drawing and hoarding pages and art.
-Edit the script while all of this is going on. I'm happy that I've finished, and all, but I want to make sure that it's actually something that can reach people, instead of the rambling 'and then and then' stories of a four-yearold child.



March 30th, 2011

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(ToS) Raine consider
 Something called "Rez Week" is happening at my university; Rez Week is short for 'Resurrection Week', and it's where a bunch of tents are set up at a specific area, around a stage where a christian band occasionally plays, free coffee and stuff is given, some signs for public responses to a handfull of questions are put up, and people mill around to strike up conversation.

Cut for Religious discussioning and Tl;DRCollapse )

Sorry for the tl;dr, guys. Most of these notes are for myself, both to organize my thoughts, and to look back on later. I also just wanted to at least post SOMETHING. It's been so long since I've written anything. Even if it was a GREAT WALL OF TEXT, I figured any update would be better than none.

February 8th, 2011

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(ToS) Raine consider
... I just completely disappeared from LJ for a while, didn't I?

Huh. I blame Plurk. :|

January 17th, 2011

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ATLA -- Sokka -- Bleeeaaaaaah
 Tomorrow's my first day of school at a new college, and the next big monumental amazing incredible step in my life towards scholastic awesomeness. I'm happy, and I'm looking forward to it, and I expect tomorrow to be long and interesting.

I'm also just now calculating that it's going to be a very early day, too. 

With classes that start at eight on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and an hour's bus ride, and half an hour's walking... I have to be out waiting for the bus at 6:30. :\ I suppose this has its positive sides, but it's going to take some major schedule adjustment.


Hhhnngggh I don't wanna get up eaearrllyyyy. /whine.

January 2nd, 2011

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ATLA -- Sokka -- Bleeeaaaaaah
Travelling tomorrow, going to be travelling until Wednesday.

Here's hoping the hotel has internet!

December 27th, 2010

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Jak 3--Quiet

 With the way things are looking, these days, I might go on hiatus in Som after I fill out the AC; it's just tricky to focus on Danny's voice or find my center here. I'll only be here for another week, too, so it shouldn't be that long... I know these holidays are a busy time for everyone, and I know no one's going to hold it against me, but I'd wanted to make this work. Eh. We'll see how I feel tomorrow, now that I've said this out loud; maybe just the mere act of doing that will poke the contrary side of me and have me tagging like crazy, just to make things tricky.

Things here are remaining active and interesting. Today we went to the inauguration of a restaurant that an old friend of the family is opening . The music was too loud for my parents to hold up under, so they spent most of their time taking walks outside, but I met some interesting people inside. Specifically I met someone who was apparently the doctor that saw the births of a bunch of the grandkids that were running around. Then I entertained them both by getting bored and drawing on the table with water from the bottle I'd been given, and then looking innocent when waitresses came to wipe up that pesky water that had spilled.

I've also been asking after my parents' life stories, a lot. There's a bunch of interesting stuff, here; the only difficulties are that my mother's so busy that I might not get a chance to hear everything, and my dad tends to go on long tangents. (While these can be fascinating in their own right (I've not only gotten a book on the history of the Japanese imperial army from his shelves, but permission to go out and get more), they're still not on the subject at hand.)

Beyond that, internet here is still buggy. Fortunately, it's still generally managable, so you all can still see me around. :3

December 21st, 2010

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FMA Alphonse Elric wall
 Thank you everyone who was sending good vibes/prayers/whatever. Although yesterday was stressful, everything just somehow seemed to fall into place. Things are worked out with my passport, I was able to catch my last ride to the other side of the country, and I'm now home with my family.

Yesterday night, before leaving the airport, I was told once-and-a-half that I didn't look like I was from around here. (That first time doesn't count, though, because the young african-american man followed up with a shrugging 'yeah, me neither'.) The next day, I heard it roughly four more times, and managed to haggle a taxi-cab from twenty seven dollars to five. Then I was on my flight and on my way home.

I don't know what to say about being home again. The house is the same size I remember it, but the stores all seem smaller, the aisles narrower, and the people slower than I remembered. The last point reminded me of a speech I'd heard over youtube about different countries having different senses of time and different pacings for people at certain public activities, like clerks in grocery stores and the like. I told this to a friend of mine in the States, once, and tried to show him what I remembered the average sidewalk walking pace was while we crossed the street. It was so stressful to try that by the time we'd gone a handfull of feet down the sidewalk I actually felt as though I'd just jumped out from in front of a screeching car. I also felt guilty, thinking I'd exagerrated the slowness of the pace. Now I'm suddenly not so sure I did.

I don't know what else I want to write. It's stressful, here, but I'd rather talk about it with people that might actually answer back, instead of telling stories to the great void.
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