Rae Fuzzledalek's Comments

That sucks.  I hate teachers like that.  It's easier if you can pin it down, but when you don't know you're just worried about it all the time.  I'm rooting for you (obviously) and hope for only the best.  

Do you want my number?  Then if you ever feel too stressed you can call me and we can just talk about nothing for a while.  Or my skype?  I'm up for either, if you want.  (Hit me on tumblr/facebook if you want it).  

Life's not awful.  I'm chugging through at medium pace.  Had a few interviews for work, but I'm not sure how those went to be honest with you.  I don't "need" the job at the moment, but I would certainly prefer it these days.  I'm just...running on empty, creatively and it's starting to show in my writing, which upsets me.  I feel like getting out and doing something for a few hours in the week that wasn't random chores would do me some good, but I can't help but feel like I'm running out of juice these days.  Everything I write just comes out stale for some reason.  

HeeHee...

It's OK, I've seen way worse misspellings.  I just find it hysterical that it ended up being an actual creature that existed at one point.  

Ah yes, rebellious characters.  I know how that is.  They're like teenagers!  Darn characters with their rebellious attitudes.  Asshats and Nice Guys trading places isn't always a bad thing...it could make for interesting character development.  

So, how's school been treatin' ya?  Getting any easier now that you're getting close to the end of the semester?

And then?  THE MOON!  AND BEYOND!

Ah...that makes much more sense.  Plesiosaur has much more a draw than that little lizard I found before.  You'd be the most majestic beast in the ocean...and then I'd be derping on land!  

I look forward to it.  Did anymore of the plot change while you were writing it?  Or are you still stuck?

That's true, you need to have goals to get to, eh?

I have big dreams to become a triceratops...I'd be very pleased if that happened.  Even a stegosaurus would be great...just beat people with my tail of death!  Not going to lie, I had to go to google to see a plagiosaurus.  It looks adorable...but instinct says (just based on images) that it's probably poisonous or something.

That's fair.  You should totally do it in March!  I'd like to see it someday, in whatever form it ends up in.  There's no such thing as a bad first draft!  Remember, if you think it's perfect, you've done something wrong.

BLAAAAAAAAAARGGGHHHHHH INDEED!

You really are a pro.  You should get a medal.  It should be an Olympic sport!  Some form of commendation is required!

Punk-Ass Meteor doesn't know what it was doing.  "You came to the wrong prehistoric planet, punk!"  

I'd like to be a dinosaur.  Not even a scary one...just the derpiest triceratops there ever was.  Just zero support in the neck, so the head just flops around.  That'd be fun.  

That's OK, I've lost Nanowrimo a couple of times, but I like to keep things fast and loose with my Nanowrimo novels.  Really I just throw ideas down and laugh at how bad it is later.  

It's OK.  Fried brain is perfectly acceptable reason not to have a long, thought out response.  

Wow, you got outta that sentence quick!  No periods or anything!  

The l-bomb is a tricky one.  That's a hard trap to get stuck in.  (I'm guilty of lighting one or two in my stories, no point in lying about that).

It's to your advantage to have a flight response!  Imagine how many more mammoths would be around if they hadn't fought the cavemen!  You think the dinosaurs wouldn't be around if they'd ran and hid from the meteor?  Nope, dinosaurs were just like 'Come on, punk-ass, Meteor!  What you got?  I ain't scared of you, Punk-Ass Space Junk!'  (Yeah...yelling at the meteor was the major downfall of the dinosaurs.  That's science in action!)

I've managed to coax the novel out of hiding a few times.  Yours sounds cool!  Even if it doesn't amount to much you'll have had some fun working with it!  

Weird execution is probably the best symptom High School writing can have.  I'd rather have weird execution than just straight up bad ideas.  

I love the gun rule in theatre.  Whenever I'm at a show and I see a gun, I think 'Somebody's gonna get shot'.  Sure enough, before the end of the play, someone bites the bullet (pun, totally intended).  I'm good at guessing who sometimes, but it's a hit and miss skill set.  

I hate sudden jumps.  Even snapping of firecrackers off screen spook me if it comes at the wrong time.  When I saw Hunger Games for the first time, I almost hit the person next to me I jumped so high at one point.

I'm working on a Modern Magician kind of story (very Harry Potter, but the rules are different and there's a much more direct take over the world ploy).  My main characters are two female magicians and a dog who used to be a male magician, so it's an interesting dynamic (there's lots of dog jokes as a result).  I've made some cool characters along the way, so if it doesn't work out, I can pull them from the graveyard and stitch him or her into another story.  Simple story, but something fun to work on and keep me working.  It started coming along pretty easily, but I'm starting to lose steam in the early days of the race (I'm gonna force it though, it'll happen if it wants to or not).  

I remember a few dreams (or parts of dreams), but usually nightmares are the only things that make any impact.  It does make sense.  I have a lot of trouble remembering dreams, especially the next morning.  

The Graveyard is a wonderland!  It's like an Island of Misfit ideas!  Most of my Nanowrimo stuff ends up there and a lot of my old, high-school fiction has taken up permanent residence.  

My friends and I had this huge discussion about what makes a good movie monster.  We decided in the end that the monsters you don't see are the scariest, because they could be anything.  Afraid of spiders?  Giant Spider Beast for you!  Afraid of birds?  Vicious Vulture Monsters all around!  

The psychological horrors are just awful.  Or anything where they primarily use the 'jump out from behind the character' scare tactic on the audience (I startle easily).  

Speaking of Nanowrimo (and drifting in a 'Not Horror Movie' direction), what's your novel for the month about?

The fact that I'm afraid of clowns doesn't help.  

Nightmares are the best.  They suck at the time, but they're great looking back on them when you see how useful they can be!  I love idea mining.  I have a file on my computer that's nothing but old, dead story concepts or character descriptions called 'The Graveyard'.  Whenever I need some inspiration, I go digging in the graveyard.  

I have a few agents I'm going to shoot for, but the Cussler is my backup con!  He's certainly got the success streak to back up the results!  

That sucks.  If it makes you feel better, I can't watch scary movies without at least two pillows to protect me from whatever is on the screen.  'IT' kept me awake for the entire night after watching it.  

There's lots of fun people that have disappeared over the years!  The Red Madness is actually something from a nightmare.  It really freaked me out, so I figured 'why not use it?'  

OK, so here's what we call "A Cussler".  Clive Cussler was having trouble getting an agent to represent his first book.  So instead of giving up, he used deceit and cleverness.  He created a fake agency (his father's address and a fake name) and presented himself as an agent from California.  He basically said "While I normally endorse films (as you know), this came across my desk and I thought you would be interested" and then he sent out the letter to an agency he was interested in.  The agent promptly wrote back, saying he'd be glad to read the manuscript and thanking the fake agent for keeping his eyes open.  It wasn't until many years and several books later that Cussler admitted the agency was a fraud.  The agent had thought that he met the agent at a party, gotten drunk and forgotten meeting him.  And if he hadn't said anything, Cussler would have taken the con to his grave!

We get thunderstorms...just about once a month in the summer if the timing is right.  We get them sporadically in the spring and (rarely) in the winter.  The big booms are the bad ones.  

Babyquakes!  I love it!  It sounds like a fun game to try and balance something on the tips of your fingers during the earthquake!  

The idea is basically the Doctor and his companion wind up in what's called "The Fold" (the concept being that since there's a rift in the fabric of time and space, there are naturally going to be folds in the fabric of space-time (hence The Fold)).  It's kind of a repository for where missing people go (people who disappear through out history for various reasons).  Basically, while he's there he has to help cure this disease that they have there called 'The Red Madness' (which basically makes people who fall asleep killers and the only time they aren't in pain is when they're asleep).  I'm still trying to work out the rest of the adventure, but I think the Fold could be fun (you could have cowboys, dinosaurs, future aliens, whatever you like, all in one place!).

(I'm so glad you know what a Cussler is!  So few people know that story...)  The world will be glad!  For our cleverness will be exceeded only by our natural talents!  

I used to be afraid of thunderstorms, but they happen so often that I just got used to them.  I kind of like lightning sometimes, but only if it maintains a respectable distance from the ground and the thunder doesn't shake the building.

That actually sounds like fun!  It's like a giant massage house. Just lay on the floor and work out those kinks in your spine!  It's great!

Oh yeah.  I have an idea for an episode of Dr. Who, but I have to write it before I send it to them first.  One day, perhaps.  

I'd love to see the twins show up.  I'd love for Harrison Ford to make an appearance, regardless.  WE SHOULD JUST MAKE UP A FAKE AGENCY!  WITH REPRESENTATION IN ALL ENTERTAINMENT INDUSTRIES!  WE CAN PULL A "CUSSLER!"  

It was perfect at the time (as I was the older cousin).  14-year-old girls are scary (speaking as a survivor)!  

Ah, I did not grow up on any faults.  Lots of thunderstorms and snow, but I'm half Irish...we endure.  I can't say I've ever experienced an earthquake, to be honest...a small one could be interesting (is that an appropriate response?  I wouldn't know).  

I think most people would be willing to Maim to get on Doctor Who.  

If you end up in a Disney Star Wars sequel, I hope it's a good one at least.  Or that your character is cool.  (I'm talking Han Solo cool.  That's something I'd love to see.  Some new Smugglers.  Or some new aliens (no Jar Jar's...I will not have another one!))

I've never seen the musical version, oddly.  He does have so cool songs.  I used to whistle "kiss the girl" when my cousin first start dating his girlfriend just to mess with him.  We were twelve and fifteen, so obviously a while ago.  

Yeah, we don't get any earthquakes.  We get tremors occasionally, but the most damage we've had from earthquakes have been tipping over lawn chairs (now those were tough times).

I'd love to see an unknown lady Doctor.  Who knows?  You're studying acting, right?

Maybe one day...we'll see.  Sebastian never really spoke to me as a character.  

We're fine now.  Believe it or not, the power's back in my house, shortly after the last post I made here (who knew, right?).  Hope your tsunami warning ends soon!  I'm far to fond of you to see you get swept up in a giant wave!

I have no idea who I'd want.  I like Helena Bonham Carter, though...but once you start fishing around the British acting crowd, you start pulling a lot of the same people.  

I think it was five...I gave up counting somewhere around the pirate ship episode.  

It would not be the first time someone called me Sebastian, I won't lie.  But then I shouted "I AM NOT JAMAICAN!" and that settled that business.  

I didn't know there were Ginger Lions...I'd love to meet one now!  My hair's more of rust color than it is a red, so...but people still insist I'm ginger.  Which I'm OK with to be honest, but my sister hates the word 'Ginger' for some reason and I'm just like "Whatever".

Sandy hit us here, so it takes a while for me to respond to things when I get them.  This is the first time in a few days I've been in a place with actual power, so...It's gonna be a long week if they don't get us back online soon.  

It's a whole new territory.  I think, if nothing else, she'd have a very interesting season (or seasons).  Here's a question, who would be the female doctor?  

And really, how many times did Rory die?  It got to the point where he just expected to come back to life after dying.  We need a male companion with a bit more fear in him.

Scotland it is.  I'm sure with the right paperwork, it won't be much of a problem.  I also suffer from lobster skin sun syndrome (new phrase for sunburns, it's official).  And if you think lobster skin clashes with almost not-blond (brown, then?) hair, imagine how it clashes with red hair!  

I'd love a woman doctor.  It's totally new territory and it seems possible form what they've said on the show (11 actually thinks he's a girl for a minute and the talk about the Corsair as a naughty girl).  I vote YES for Time Ladies!  We're over due!  

We could share a continent.  I don't need a big country and I'm willing to share.  We can share Cuba!  Or Jamaica!  Of course that's a lot of sun for a red head like me and I burn easily...Scotland!  They'll never see the invasion from within if I blend in so well!

"Big, giant, glow-y clock thing"  That's a perfect Doctor description, a Docsription if you will (Oh my god.  Can that be what we call medical descriptions from now on?).  

I hope to learn enough Latin to be able to at least understand a little bit of a Romance language (more as a rough translation than a conversational skill).  

Sadly, 'Nick' isn't one of those names that translates well into an empire.  It does make me think that there's a reason people use last names for naming countries they discover after themselves.  And Damn it all, Westbrook is already taken.  Oooh!  "West Brookland!"  It works!