What the hell am I supposed to write in this journal anymore? Nothing comes to mind...at least not anything that I feel like sharing. I haven't updated in forever, but oh well. What does it really matter? Oh well...it makes Tiff happy at least, or that's what she says anyway.
And what do you know, I messed up and somehow wound up posting the above before I finished. Whoopee, yee haa, yippee kay yay.
My laptop came on Tuesday, much to my pleasure. It's a dell...(dude, I got another dell), because I like their computers and their service so far has pleased me. Cost me $975...but it's in pretty much every way superior to my desktop. The only thing that's wrong with it...no mouse. Though the touch pad thing is actually pretty nice, it's not too easy to use for many games.
One thing that is great is it has a DVD-rom drive on it, so I can finally watch all my DVDs again. My PS2, which served as my DVD player, died on me some time ago and I have not been able to watch anything from my DVD collection without stealing my little brother's PS2, which he bitches about even if he's not home.
Mostly though, this laptop provides me with a means to write more. I can actually go somewhere more comfortable than my little wooden chair here at the computer and write without the distraction of the internet...I consider that a great bonus. So far, I've used it to finish up Chapter 3 of The Flaming Path and start a rewrite of another older story I had dubbed "The Keldin Chronicles" until I came up with a new name for it. I guess all of my friends...or at least Alex...writing these D&D style stories about parties of adventurers accomplishing amazing tasks has inspired me to do something along those lines as well. I can't seem to create the same feeling they have in their writing though...that sense of high adventure you get when playing a session of Dungeons & Dragons...Alex in particular inspires me with the tales he tells of how stories he is writing are progressing.
But I suppose that the sense of adventure there isn't my strong point...I prefer getting deep into the mind of one character, of seeing things through his or her eyes, and working on a far more personal basis, I suppose...my plots so far tend to be more political...involving war and leaders and whatnot. I don't know, just babbling at this point. But anyways, I just can't seem to do stories of adventure well...they seem...I guess they just seem cliche to me unless they have a real meaning behind them.
Anyways, that's enough out of me for now. Yeah, it's been a long time since I made an entry here, but this is plenty of stuff for now. With Tiff's help, I can post more regularly on here. Anyway...back to talking to her now, I feel bad for being so quiet for so long to write this.
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