An Unfinished Drawing

So I've been drawing pretty much since 5, and it is now 10:30. So it's kind of late. But anyway. I thought I'd show you what said drawing looks like so far. I've inked it, but that's about it.

Tada! Yeah. It's not that great. But *shrugs* I think it's decent, considering that I'm not that good at drawing people in profile. Anyway.

~Marie

Lush Foliage and Wild Rice

Without art, the earth would just be eh! Think about it.

That’s true . . . and also a little over dramatic. But still true . . . but anyway! If you couldn’t tell from that inspiring quote by Jo, today we’re going to be talking about art. Painting to be specific.

Ah, I’m sorry for the boring intro. I was looking through my brain files for an art joke. But I couldn’t find one. So I asked the interwebs. And I didn’t find anything so . . . you got that! But anyway! Painting! Can be one of the harder things depending on what you paint! Like people! And we’ll talk about people who paint too. You know what we call those? “Uh, painters?” Pfft *laughs* No, of course not little naive fictional person, *pats head*. We call them . . . disturbed people! No just kidding. But seriously. If you think about it, a lot of artists and writers and people from the past were troubled and sad and stuff. Like Poe. And Van Gogh. THAT RHYMES!  

*whispers* When fictional people talk, we make their quote thing orange. According to me. Anyway. So. Disturbed sad people. Yay! What a great topic! *turns to Jo* Oh thank you for fixing that. *turns back to fictional audience* So. Painting. Is fun. I don’t like watercolor. Or acrylic really. Acrylic is dangerous. It never washes out of clothes. But you know what I do like? Tempera. Tempera is fun and awesome and yeah. We didn’t get to work with oil paints in our painting class . . . because toxic fumes are a thing. And also, it takes six months for oil paint to dry in Utah where we live because elevation is a thing. So anyway.

Orange fictional people. Legos! Oh wait, those are yellow . . . anyway. Painting is a very fun thing to do. And watercolor is not forgiving like all the other paints out there. IF YOU MESS UP, YOU cannot FIX IT. But yeah. I like tempera. But I don’t like that it dries all chalky and you can practically take a wet towel and go WHOOSH *pretends to swipe towel across canvas* and your masterpiece is ruined. And acrylic is very dangerous. But I’m willing to take that risk all the time because I like acrylic. It lasts a long time, you don’t have to put it under glass, you can put it in direct sunlight and not worry about it, and it dries awesome AND . . . when you finish and you let it dry in the paint tray . . . YOU CAN PEEL IT OUT AND IT’S FUN TO PLAY WITH BECAUSE IT DRIES LIKE PLASTIC! That’s pretty much what it is . . . but yeah! I’ll gladly wear a white jacket and paint with acrylic. I don’t like white clothing. So then you paint it. And TADA.

Acrylic paint . . . or pain . . . but I meant paint. It’s mean. You have no idea how many times I’ve gotten it on my clothes. *glares at acrylic paint* And then I had some really thin acrylic paint on my paint tray lid thing. Galilean moons that was hard to get off. But anyway. Acrylic is okay to me. I like that you can buy all those different shades of the same color in those little tiny bottles. Like . . . what was that one? It was Lush Foliage and Wild Rice, yes? Or something like that?

That is correct! LUSH FOLIAGE. So anyway. Like how you take a French class, you don’t just learn the language, you learn about French speaking places. It’s the same in painting. When you take a painting class, you don’t just learn how to do it, you learn about it and the people who use it. If you catch my drift . . .

Of course I catch your drift, I’ve known you and your craziness for four years now. So painters. I personally really like Georgia O’Keefe. Because *cough cough* flower obsession *cough cough*.

And then it will be FIVE! FIVE YEARS MARIE! FIVE! That’s amazing. We should celebrate every five years. In the next five years, it’ll be a freaking DECADE. That’s awesome! Anyway. *Burst out laughing* Flower obsession! That was very subtle. But seriously. Georgia O’Keefe was really smart. She was like, “FLOWERS OH MY GOODNESS I SHOULD PAINT THEM REALLY CLOSE UP BECAUSE I WANT TO RUB THEM ALL OVER MY FACCCE!” No, she didn’t say that but that’s how I imagine it. Because she really liked flowers. Anyway. I really like . . . A LOT OF PAINTERS! All of my favorite are guys which makes me kind of sad, but all of them are amazing. Like I mentioned earlier, Van Gogh. And Da Vinci. And Picasso. And what’s his face . . . the man who painted the . . . the . . . comic panel things with oil paint! I’ll find him in a second. And I really like surrealists. Like Salvador Dali. He’s super awesome. And Edvard Much was pretty cool. I mean, mental breakdown on a bridge! No just kidding. But seriously. It’s not just their art, I mean, I always think about their stories. They’re so interesting and awesome and OH! Claude Monet too! OH! ROY LICHTENSTIEN! HIM! HE PAINTS COMIC PANELS!

Claude Monet. I like him too. And now, because Jo pretty much just listed all of those painters, I think we’ve covered favorite painters. And so now let’s talk about painting styles. Or, at least I will. I really like Impressionism. I kind of gave up on our last acrylic painting so I was just like, “Impressionism! Yeah! Let’s do that because I very obviously can’t paint like a normal person!” So yeah. That’s all I have to say. But Expressionism is cool too. I just haven’t tried it.

Yes. Impressionism is amazing! IT’S SO BEAUTIFUL. And amazing! And . . . STUFF. But I really love Expressionism. I mean, come on! Why wouldn’t anybody like painting out their feelings?! AND THE BEST PART, NO ONE WILL EVER HAVE TO KNOW WHY YOU FELT THOSE FEELINGS! Unless . . . you tell them . . . but seriously! Expressionism is so amazing and the sadest paintings are the most beautiful and stuff and I just really love expressionism! And non-objective is so awesome too! It’s hard but it’s so pretty, especially the cool colour schemed ones! And surrealism is so awesome too! Hm. Don’t you just love how I like all the painting styles that make you think the most? That go the deepest, I guess? Yeah! LIKE A FAT KID DOWN A HILL, THAT’S HOW I ROLL.

*raises eyebrows* Like a fat kid down a hill, huh?

*Nods vigorously* YEAH. Hey! It’s this song! Anyway!

Anyway. We need to make this asymmetrical now. Because there’s that huge paragraph right there, so now we must balance it out. Just kidding. I’m just nuts. Don’t listen to me. So anyway!

*Sighs* I think I’m done with my words. Because if we keep going . . . then this will become the longest post in history. Longer than the one when we talked about our charries.

Yeah, I can see that from your paragraphs. So anyway. I think that’s it for today! Goodbye fictional people!

Bye bye! WHOA DO I GET THE LAST WORD?! YEAH! FIRST TIME!

*smirks* Ha. Not happening.

~Marie and Jo

IT'S SATURDAY

Hey guys! It's me, Jo, the slacker. I'm sorry, I was having computer issues yesterday, so we're going to pretend that today is Saturday, okay?

So I'd like to talk about my series, The Searches, Searching for Fantasy, Searching for the Truth, whatever you want to call it. Because it didn't have an official title yet. So anyway. I'm sure all of you are extremely excited to hear me talk about that because I'm sure I've annoyed the atoms out of everyone else talking about it. But, I'll talk about it anyway!

So I need help. Since every story has a theme/message, all of mine especially need strong themes since I don't exactly focus on the theme. So, what message do you get out of Alice in Wonderland, Peter Pan, The Wizard of Oz, and The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe? Mawie?

Here's my few ideas . . . but I'm not that great at finding the theme.
SfW: Take the path less traveled by, and look for the answers less offered. Look in the least expected places, and believe.
FN: Stay young and enjoy it, have faith.
LfO: It's not always about the end, but the journey. Have faith.
SfR: Have Courage, and believe.

So . . . yeah! That's all I've really got! So thanks fictional peoples!
~Jo

The Library

So on Tuesday, I finished Unwind. It was amazing. I loved it. I need the second one. Like, right now. But anyway, I'm too lazy to do a book talk right now. So we're talking about the library today.

Today Jo and I went to the library together. And it was fun. I got tons of books. They were hard to carry. That was great.

The thing about going to the library though, is that it's hard to control yourself. It's just like, "Oh I've been wanting to read that! Oh that looks good! That one has a pretty cover!" and by the time you leave, you have this huge pile of books and you might not even read all of them. And that's why it's dangerous going to the library.

Anyway. The books I got. Let's go through those. Perfect Ruin, Cinder, Wither, We Were Liars, Three Black Swans, Marie Antoinette, Serial Killer, Sent, Rebel Belle, and Tiger's Curse. So yeah. Perfect Ruin sounded good, Jo recommended Cinder, Wither had a gorgeous cover and it sounded good too, We Were Liars sounded good, I checked out Three Black Swans a while ago but I never got to reading it, Marie Antoinette, Serial Killer sounded good too, I've already read Found so I had to get Sent, Rebel Belle sounded better than good, and I've been wanting to read Tiger's Curse for a while now.

So I'm going to go read now.

~Marie

Our Helpful Problems

So today is Sunday again. And so that means that Jo and I must post together. And so that’s what we’re going to do. And we’re talking about . . . stuff! Stuff is always great, am I right? Anyway. Ignore the last two stupid sentences. We’re going to be talking about Jo’s Writer Schizophrenia and how I see scenes and stuff.

Don’t you know, I’m so up to date with posting! Aren’t I right?! No because I’m wrong. And I did not have wifi yesterday and last week I forgot because I forget everything. Anyway. My Writer Schizophrenia and Marie’s Movies. That’s what I call them.

Yeah . . . I didn’t post on Friday . . . sowwy . . . But anyway! Schizophrenia and movies! What a great topic! I believe that Jo should go first!

Why do I have to go first? I went second! See? See? Okay. I’ll just go. *Looks Down* I really need a chair. Anyway! Writer Schizophrenia. Not that complicated. If you know what schizophrenia is, well then just make that nicer and the voices characters and that’s pretty much it. I could go into more detail but . . . it’s weird and complicated and sometimes it malfunctions like my brain does. Like a robot!

I think that you should go into more detail. What if our readers have rovers? Rovers that will eat them alive? You can’t just leave them hanging like that!

*Dramatically long sigh* fiiiiiiiiiiiiiine. So. Most of the time the only voice in your head is your own, like . . . it’s faint and you know it’s yours even though you can’t physically hear it. Yeah. That thing. I usually hear that too. But imagine my surprise when a boy’s voice comes out of no where and says, “Hey, man!” And then I looked around to realize, “Oh, oh yeah. I’m in my house. No boys here except Matteo and Dad. Hm. This person did not sound like either of them.” And so . . . it’s weird. I hear different thoughts and voices and I don’t know how I distinguish them from each other, if the person was thinking or speaking, but there’s just this . . . this weird little click in my brain that says, “Oh, he was speaking. Not thinking.” And multiple people will have multiple conversations and it can be really noisy in my brain, but then I can wake up one day and it’ll be completely silent. And that’s what I like to call A) a severed link B) they hung up on me or C) Writer’s Block. And each person has a distinct voice. Like, if someone sounded like them in real life, I could point it out. I haven’t found many, only two people probably. And that can be a problem too because sometimes I wonder if it’s someone in real life, or someone in my mind because it can either be that clear, or extremely faint. And it’s a weird thing. And then there’s also the fact that I can . . . “see” their movements or “feel” it or “hear” it or whatever you want to call it, it’s just a weird feeling for a smirk (which is really hard to detect), or a smile, or a frown or maybe they were sitting and . . . I don’t know, setting their head in their hands . . . and . . . STUFF. Messy paragraph. Messy, messy paragraph. If you have a question that I did not answer, will you please ask (Marie) because I don’t know how to sum it up.

I don’t think I have any questions . . . I mean . . . I feel like I asked every question in existence about this that one day. Remember that one day? Oh Copernicus *turns to look at rover* You are weird sometimes. Anyway. So now I explain watching stuff. I call them scenes. And they’re interesting . . . and sometimes they’re really hard to put into words. But basically what happens, is that . . . what happens is that I don’t know how to describe it exactly. That’s what happens! But it’s a little like a mix between a dream, an actual dream that you have at night where your brain is just like, “Unicorns and cookies! In a dark alleyway! YEAH!!!”, and a daydream, you know where your teacher then decides to ask you a question because he/she knows that you weren’t paying attention. So usually I’ll be sitting in a car. Going somewhere. And I’ll be staring out the window. And then it just kind of happens. And I watch my characters do things. Basically if you took a scene from a movie, and put it in my head, that’s what happens.

I do remember that and that is why I was asking because I was hoping you recalled all the questions so then I could describe it better! Anyway. I see scenes sometimes. It’s not so often and not so long and not so exciting and not so . . . clear, I guess. So then people have to fill in the missing parts. So yeah. Something’s wrong with us, but it’s a helpful problem.

That would make sense. Do you want me to ask all those questions right now? Because I kind of remember them. Kind of . . . not really . . . yeah I don’t really. And I feel like you explained it well enough. And sometimes I can hear Raul’s voice but it’s . . . complicated. I have to put him into a scene, and then keep asking him questions, hoping that he’ll answer. So yeah. Helpful problems.

Haha, no. I’m good on the questions if I described it okay. And then it’s weird. When people are talking to you and you hear other people suggesting replies to what they say or being . . . weird and then you get weird thoughts and off topic and . . . weirdness when you’re changing and stuff too . . . and doing school stuff . . . and then when you see scenes and stuff in school and in random places . . . and I don’t even know.

Yeah the scenes are . . . interesting. Especially when they’re weird . . . like they were this morning . . . And especially when they somehow make me tired. Because I hate that. And it’s inconvenient.

And then I hate watching awkward ones because you can’t really . . . do anything about it . . .

Awkward ones . . . ?

*Shakes head and laughs* I never tell you any of the awkward ones. I just cut them out completely and it’s just . . . awkward . . . I don’t know how to describe them.

Oh . . . So anyway!

. . . I have nothing more to add to this conversation . . . I am now useless . . . to this conversation . . . like . . .  This is when I was supposed to have some example but I can’t think of any . . .

That makes two of us. So bye for now . . . everyone reading this. I’m sure you think we’re just completely insane by now. Especially Jo. And you’re not wrong. Not completely anyway.

You’ll think I’m even more insane now because I try to hallucinate people! I’m working on it, okay?! It’s not as easy as you think! IT TAKES A LOT OF WORK. BUT I DID IT, ONCE. By accident. For like, two seconds and it was scary because I thought it was a ghost. But no, it was just Dawson. Anyway. Yeah. Not wrong about our insanity.

I believe you said the hallucination stuff last post . . . but anyway. We should shut up now. Before someone puts us in a mental hospital. Which *turns to whoever is reading this* you should definitely not do.

*Smiles* I say it all the time because it causes a lot of lapse in memory! No just kidding, I naturally have lapses in memory. Anyway. Unless you plan on letting us room next to each other or with each other. Because then that’s okay with me. They’re supposed to have good food. And I like food. ANYWAY. *Waves*

~Jo and Marie

Marie Talks About Her Necromancer and I Talk About My Cybernetic Organism

This colour makes me think of the word bloodshed. That’s not scary . . . Anyway. Hello, people of the fictional realm! I clearly couldn’t spell that word! Anyway. Hello! It’s Sunday! And you know what that means, because I obviously don’t!

*raises eyebrows* So you’re in that kind of mood today. Confirming stuff for me. Anyway. Today Jo and I are going to talk about our characters. How we write them and I kind of want to talk about a few of mine that I find really interesting.

I was sick all morning and did nothing but be sad so of course I am in this kind of mood! WHAT KIND OF STUF?? BECAUSE STUF ONLY HAS ONE F NOW! Anyway. I’d like to talk about a few of mine too. And are these really interesting ones people we were discussing today?

Research stuff. Remember that? Anyway. Uhm . . . yeah. Wisteria is one of them. So anyway. How we write our charries. Uhm . . . I believe it was my English teacher this year who said, “Authors write characters by doing stuff” except she didn’t say that. Something about word choice and what not. And I don’t completely agree. Okay. I do. I don’t even know what I’m trying to say. Jo?

By doing stuff, huh? Well my teacher hasn’t said anything about that because we don’t get to have characters in English yet and neither do any of the other eighth graders . I’m assuming . . . anyway. I think it depends on what she said. Because every author writes a character differently. From what I’ve seen in the realm of fiction. And . . . dang it. Thought (the train) disappeared in that circle thing! You know, that thing!

We were talking about the A Christmas Carol worksheet thing. With the “Appearance, Thoughts and Feelings, Actions, Speech, Reactions of Others” things. I don’t remember her exact words. But I somewhat remember the meaning. *says dramatically* The meaning. Anyway. It was like . . . authors use certain words to portray certain charries. Like if I were writing . . . Pluto, why can’t I think of charies? Uhm . . . if I were writing Rowena, I would use . . . slightly fancier words because she’s the queen of that one place. And if I were writing Teisha, well, I wouldn’t use fancier words. But I would write more insults because that’s how she is.

Aw look at those little tiny punctuation marks we call commas! I want a pet comma, that’d be awesome! Sorry. I got distracted by the comma after Teisha. Anyway. Every writer has to follow those basic principles or else the character falls of the musical ski lift and will B-flat. Sorry, terrible joke. But wording. Wording is important. So vocabulary is important. I don’t know where I was going with that . . . but I’d like to bring up how to write characters differing in age. Because unless your ten year old girl is a genius, I don’t think she’d be using the same words as a college student. Or the other way around . . . so vocabulary is important is what I’m saying. I need an example. Oh! So if you’re writing a more sarcastic person, such as Jasper (ha, I bet none of you know him because he’s changing into someone else), then like Teisha they may be a little more snappy and come with insults. Come buy this little guy here, he comes with insults!!!!

Insults. Are hard for me to write. Can I just say that? Because it’s true. So yeah . . . Teisha . . . and Jasper . . . stuff. Anyway. So . . . what else? Time era plays a big role too. Like . . . Game On is a good example for this, I think. So. Medieval place and normal 21st century place. And I switch between the two. And so in the Medieval place, I try  to use bigger words and describe things a lot more. And then in this era I . . . don’t do that. Because . . . IDK. Most people don’t use big words and describe things nowadays.

Yes. Time era. Like . . . I’d like to bring up the freaking swear word controversy because why is it so hard to think of something that can replace a swear word in the future?!?!? But of course Marissa Meyer can just replace it with “stars”. Seriously. And then there’s also slang to think about. And words for new inventions. Or old timey words. And then there’s me who said, “Huh, okay. This takes place in the DARK AGES. We’ll write it like how books in the present are written and then in the very beginning say, ‘For your convenience, I have translated this book into present terms to make it more comprehendible for you.’” And insults are hard. It makes you wonder how your character can say something clever off the top of their head but it took you a whole week to think of it.

Yeah. All that stuff is true too. Yeah. I don’t know what’s with me today. Anyway. Let’s see . . . what else about writing characters?

How do you write their speech, when you don’t have a scene to go off? And how do I do it when they want to be stubborn and shut up when I have good ideas to add to their story? There’s this thing. It’s called my own voice. The internal voice of Jo that says, “Eh, that sounds like it would come from his lips, okay write that down!” Educated guesses, that’s what.

How do I write their speech when I don’t have a scene to go off? Well . . . it’s a bit . . . complicated. Like . . . okay. So I’m using Mind Over Matter as an example because I didn’t watch a lot of scenes whilst writing that. And so . . . besides the “Non-Objective Painting” thing, I usually just kind of . . . got in the mood. Like . . . kind of like when I come home from ballet, I’m on a ballet high. Or how when I watch way too many ballet videos, I just dance around. So IDK. It’s weird. But it kinda works.

I dance around whenever I hear music that I like *smiles*. So as you can imagine I dance a lot. It may not be good dancing, but it’s dancing! Anyway. I do that too. That’s better wording because I wouldn’t know how to put it into words. It’s just that feeling that you . . . have this kind of internal map or compass that tells you where to go with something. Ha, a writing high. “Are you high?” “I’m always high when I write, duh! It’s called a writing high. And it’s the best because you don’t get hungover though you can get addicted.” Wasn’t that a great internal conversation I had with someone?

Yeah. Really great. Mostly weird though. So anyway. Internal map/compass. That’s what it is. So . . . anything else about writing charries? Because I can’t think of anything.

Uh . . . oh yeah! It’s like an internal plot for speech too! Just kidding. Well, it’s not a very detailed plot, but it’s plot/map/compass! COME PASS!! It’s compromise, by the way. Not come promise. Anyway. So, now we get on to the characters that have introduced themselves to us. If I say we make them out of our brains, then I feel like Zeus and Athena and that’s just weird. And I don’t want to say who were born out of our brains because that also sounds weird. So they introduced themselves to us.

I thought they weren’t going to kiss. And they did. *shakes head in disappointment* Darn you Christine and Rauol. Sorry, watching Phantom of the Opera. So anyway! Characters that introduced themselves to us. I’m only going to talk about my exceptionally interesting charries because I have over 60 characters and that’s a lot. So . . . who should I start with?

I have under 60. I think. I don’t know. I don’t have as big a pool of characters as Ms. Astronomer over there does. *Face palm* I’m having a lot of spelling problems today. Anyway! Or Anywho! I will talk about . . . some of my more . . . I don’t know how to categorize them so I’ll just say the ones that I feel like talking about. Starting with August because I think I have a plan for him! It’s . . . not a happy plan, but sometimes that’s the way things work. So I will tell you that plan later. Marie, I mean. All you other people will have to talk to him after the second book. Anyway. I VOTE MARIE GOES FIRST WHO ELSE IS IN FAVOR?! *Everyone raises hands* Okay there you go!  

Oh poor Eric. Christine doesn’t like you dude. Now go sing somewhere else. Anyway! But who am I going to talk about first?! Emma? Xandra? Wisteria? Why are they all girls? (Haha, I’m in here! It’s because I have more interesting guys so you have to have more girls. It’s only fair) Do I have any interesting guys? Well. Raul. And Jacques. And . . . Liam? You know what isn’t fair? The fact that you wrote in my chunk of paragraph! *pouts* No fair. Anyway. I’ll start with . . . who do you think I should start with Jo?

Well you can write in any of my chunks of paragraph (chunks is a gross word) and be all bold on my paragraph, kay? When you said Eric I thought of the prince and then of the stupid dude in Divergent and then I thought, “Oh sorry, you don’t exist in my mind anymore. You have a different name.” I can’t remember who is presently alive in my mind who used to posses that name. Anyway. I think you should start with Emma because I was going to start with Dawson anyway. Sorry August . . . anyway. There. Now go. *Points below paragraph*

So Emma is in All the Time in the World and she’s . . . actually not that interesting now that I think about her. Sorry Emma. But anyway. She has a speech impediment, so she stutters and it’s hard to write. And her dad is in a mental hospital and her mom is dead. And she has “Death Visions” as I call them. They’re basically just like--woah. Three charries Jo. Three of them have that same power things. Anyway. It’s basically just where she passes out, and then proceeds to watch someone die and all that. So . . . yeah.

Yep! Just so Dawson can be zombie and like girls with death visions! Anyway. Dawson. Dawson is an 18 year old inventor, doctor, and in a way scientists. So realistic, right? I feel like I annoy Marie with how unrealistic my people are. *Sighs* all in a days work. But I can make my characters whatever I want them to be because they’re mine. They’re my babies. *Face palm* I’m never going to say that again. Except about James because he’s my fictional baby. Well, he was a baby at some point . . . ANYWAY. Talking about other things, yay! So Dawson is that kind of person. Very sarcastic. Which I need to fix because he’s not all that sarcastic in the story at times. And he’s like . . . the president? I’ll call him the president of an underground colony of teenagers who can time travel because of him. He’s the PUCTWCTTBH. There. And . . . his parents are dead. His first girlfriend is also dead. But his sisters are alive, yay! And he . . . is awesome. He’s like a boy version of Marie but probably more boy-ish than she is because Marie is a girl. From what I know. And he basically found a mutation that makes people able to time travel and then he was able to make a machine, it’s weird calling it a machine, but basically it enhances that to make it easier for these people to time travel. And he’s been able to trick the government into thinking that they don’t exist! At least, that’s what he thinks. That was a long paragraph.

You know, most kids know not to sharpen mechanical pencils and so they don’t. But not me! I mean, I know you’re not supposed to sharpen them. But I do it anyway just to see what happens exactly. So anyway. That’s Dawson for ya in a nice and long paragraph. So . . . I’m going to talk about . . . *glances at Jo* who am I going to talk about?

Sorry, I was getting some diet coke. The soda, THE SODA. Here. Takes some. *Hands cup of Coke/Diet Coke/Pepsi/Diet Pepsi* Anyway. I was stupid and assumed that if you sharpened a mechanical pencil it would explode. Because it’s called a mechanical pencil! I don’t know, who are you going to talk about? My telepathic powers are cut off from you right now, so I’m sorry that I can’t read your mind and search for the answer to help you. My condolences.

*sighs* What a waste of a paragraph. Tsk, tsk. I think I’m going to talk about Wisteria now. So Wisteria. She’s a girl. In the future. She’s an orphan. She’s a necromancer. And she’s like a scarier version of Nico. A scarier girl version. Well. Yeah. And she has this scary, thick black fog that surrounds her when she uses her magic, and if anyone that isn’t her touches it they die. So that’s always great. And . . . she’s really quiet. And rarely talks. That’s what quiet means, for those of you who don’t know. And . . . uhm . . . she just kind of radiates death. If that makes sense. And everyone notices. So that sucks for her. And well . . . IDK. She’s really pale and skinny and I kind of feel like she’s just a rip off of Nico . . .

She sounds like the . . . opposite I guess I’ll say, of  . . . wait for it . . . WISTY. Anyway! Let’s see. I’ll talk about Calix because Marie thinks I love him. Her thoughts aren’t wrong because I do love my cybernetic organism. I love all my guys anyway, they’re all pretty amazing. Except Lucas. He sucks in the end of a story. Like seriously. He’s supposed to be the worst person ever. Anyway. Calix Daniels is not your average everyday cyborg. But then again, what cyborg is average? Anyway. Almost having an IQ of 135, just kidding. It’s not 135. Let me start that sentence over. Almost having an IQ of 140, Calix is one of the most intelligent people in . . . the place where they are. But nobody really cares or knows because A.) he’s a cyborg and underappreciated and B.) he doesn’t show off his intelligence. Or show his intelligence at all, for that matter. Okay, that was a lie. Sometimes he lets it slip but that’s not often. I guess you could say he ignores the things about him that are . . . the mechanic parts. He opposes them most of the time. Doesn’t like his logic, doesn’t like the strength in his left arm, doesn’t like the control it has, doesn’t like how organized and helpful it can be. So he does some stupid things. And he’s a big flirt. And he is one of my more . . . what’s the word . . . reluctant characters, you could say. So he doesn’t like to be controlled. He acts before he thinks, therefore making him much more reckless. He isn’t always the nicest person. Oh yeah and his best friend is an Android named Archimedes. Or Arch. Like . . . not . . . okay. So you say Arch like in Archie and not Arch like arch. Because he’s that special! And Calix is . . . an idiot. A mischievous idiot. A lot of run in with the cops. Mostly theft. But even though he seems shallow on the outside, that’s just the cover. To protect what’s inside. To hide all the hurt and sadness he feels. Even guilt.

That “paragraph” is even longer than the one about Dawson! And so now I’m going to cut this short because A.) I can’t sit still for this long and watch Jo type long paragraphs and B.) well . . . IDK. But this post is already 5 pages long. And I think that’s a little too long. More than a little. So any last words Jo?

Yes it was. And that’s a good idea. Thanks, now I know how you feel about me! *fake sobs* Just kidding! I know, it’s not that exciting to watch me type. Especially long paragraphs about cybernetic organisms. It’s like when Mr. Mckinney or however you want to spell it was like, “This story is 8. Fracking. Pages. I only needed one! ONE!” So yay for 7 extra pages! Anyway. Goodbye, everyone! I have to go dance! No seriously. I have a dance to practice. So yeah. Bye!!!

*rolls eyes* You and Carlotta both. Dramatic. Anyway. Bye!

~Marie and Jo

Unwind

So I've been reading lately. I know. Amazing, right? But anyway. I was reading Unwind. And I'm not finished with it yet, but I love it so far. It's really amazing. It's written in present tense, which I despise, but the actual story is so amazing that I just forget the whole present tense thing.

I just thought I'd share that with you. I think I'll do a review when I finish, so stay tuned for that. Well, I have to go do things. Bye!

~Marie

The Holidays!

Hello people of the fictional realm! Today we’re talking about . . . the holidays? Right? Would that be capitalized? I’m really not sure! But anyway, I’m Marie. The pink one.

The pink one! And I’m this weird hybrid of . . . green yellow . . . stuff . . . Yeah! So my name must be Jo if Marie is already taken. So, holidays! You’re going to start while I write down stuff!

Uh oh, Copernicus has been released. What are you writing down? Why are you writing stuff down? Why can’t you write stuff down and type things? And who was the idiot who said, “Let’s put a ton of really important holidays all together!” because I really want to know. I mean. In my brain, the holidays start with Halloween because Halloween = candy. And so they start in October and don’t end until January with Three Kings Day/the 12th Day of Christmas!

What do you think I’m writing down? *Cough cough* comments *cough cough*. ANYWAY. Speaking of the twelve days of Christmas, we’ve been doing that! Yay!

Oh the comments! Aren’t I a genius?! ANYWAY! We’re using Christmas colors, essentially. I just thought I’d point that out. And we didn’t even plan that. I felt like being pink. And I guess Jo wanted to be green. So anyway. The 12 Days of Christmas! Are the twelve days in between--no. They’re just the days from Christmas Day to Three Kings Day. And there’s 12 of them. So 12 Days of Christmas.

I ran out of colors to be . . . anywho. So today is the last--nope. Tomorrow, is the last day. One. More. Gift. In. My. Drawer. And I’ll take a leap of faith and guess that the last thing in my drawer, is a sketch book which would be helpful. But if it were something else, well then that’s awesome too!

I’m not even going to guess because . . . *gestures to rover* Copernicus is hard to please. Anyway. So . . . it’s been fun. These last 12 days of my life so far. Wow. That sounded weird . . . but they really have! I have gotten a lot of awesome things. And I’m excited to use all of them. But for now they must be patient because school is starting again and that means hardly any free time.

Yes, I agree. Loads of awesome stuff and a lot of candy! GUMMY BEARS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Anyway. Yes. Sadly, school is coming back up (ha, like barf) and that either means A.) no time at all or B.) all the time in the world (ha, like our--yeah!). So that’s . . . great. And that also means I might fail Language Arts and then we get to start Drawing class and gym as well. Gym. Hm. I like gym because you get to do stuff. But, eighth grade gym is mostly running so that’s not as fun.

I hate gym. I hate running long distances, I hate doing strength building things in the torture chamber of doom, I hate having to get dressed in a room with other girls older and younger than me, I just hate it. I don’t get why I have to do it. It’s not like I’m like . . . overweight or something. Why can’t I just do ballet and be all good? Ballet is so much more fun! I mean, I get to do complicated things and make it look easy and pretty, I get to dance around on my toes, I get to pretend to be a fairy for our upcoming performance, it’s fun! And then there’s gym. And it’s just like, “You’re a ballerina? Pffffft. Go run a bajillion laps and slowly die in that scary room over there.” And what I hate most is the fact that running and all that gives you like . . . “obvious muscle” if you do it long enough. And ballerinas . . . well . . . first off, now I’m just ranting, and second off, I’m going to shut up now.

Ah, too bad I have nothing going for me to have something against gym. Gym is pretty much all I have. I used to dance, but when I took dance we still had to run laps and warm up and work on a few machines sometimes to help build muscle so we could actually do headstands, handstands, stalls, turtles, etc. But I agree about the torture chamber of doom. I do not like the fitness room. People always mess up the order and are annoying and the machines are always . . . weird. I don’t know. Anyway.We’re getting off topic. Holidays. Let’s say that for Christmas, I got a guitar. Because I did!

Getting off topic is definitely one of our many special skills. Anyway. Christmas. I got a lot of things. Because I’m kinda spoiled when it comes to Christmas, but I will admit, I was most spoiled this year. Anyway. Jo got a guitar named Harmony! Yay! And I got a telescope, which I’ve been wanting for years. So I’m happy. But I haven’t used it yet because it’s freaking cold outside. Just saying.

It really is. Christmas is a really spoiled time. Of year. Ah, my screen is being dirty. ANYWAY. Oh! And the day before Christmas was Day of Surprises and so my family went to a bunch of places that my bro and I didn’t know about and so that was great. Like the aquarium. And after Christmas . . . hm. After Christmas it can’t possibly be the new year, can it?

The new year always throws me off. Every single year. But anyway. New Year’s Eve. It was okay I guess . . . I was sick. I still am sick actually. So I didn’t do anything.

Because that’s the way to start off a new year! Sick! I was not sick. I was okay. But I was very bored. And . . . then I went to sleep and she, up there, went to sleep. And then I woke up. And then I was bored. And then I realized that this year is 2015 and that we’d be 14 and it’s weird to think that next year, I’ll have the same thought except I’ll be thinking, “Whoa, 2016, I’ll be 15! In Idaho, I could be learning to drive!” Because that’s what I think about.

And then there’s me who was thinking about how we’re finally going to start practicing for Sleeping Beauty in ballet. Why? Because if ballet is the sun, then I’m Earth. No . . . how about . . . Venus. Because Earth is perfect for human life. And I am in no way a perfect ballerina. And Venus is a train wreck of a planet. That’s me. But anyway. Sleeping Beauty. I’m excited. I’ve been thinking about my part a lot for some reason.

And a new year, means new resolutions. Oh what fun.

I always forget to make resolutions because I have better things to do. But this year I made some. Just for you fictional people. No. Really it was just so that I would have something to post about on Friday.

I always have them. But I never, you know, actually fulfill them because I forget or it doesn’t seem realistic. So I get rid of them. So that’s fun.

Exactly why I don’t make them. So then--oh actually, I believe Theodora’s birthday is sometime in January. Not sure what day. But anyway. On January 5 comes the very best holiday in my opinion. And that holiday is Three Kings Day.

Well I don’t know what else to say. So. You can go ahead and just, take the lead on this one.

Well okay then. Three Kings Day is the day when the Wise Men came to visit Jesus after he was born. *shrugs* It’s really that simple. And you get three presents for obvious reasons. So yeah . . .

That’s always fun. More presents after Christmas! And more holiday after new year! So that’s all I got.

Yeah, me too. So . . . bye?

Bye!

~Jo and Marie

Haha, Very Funny

All I have for you today is a picture, a very funny picture! ~Jo

Marie's New Years Resolutions

Jo and I are well aware that we forgot to post on Sunday. And so we thought, "Okay, so we'll just post on Monday and it'll be all better." Ha. Wrong. I didn't have Wi-Fi and Jo couldn't get on her computer for reasons. And then on Tuesday Jo's computer died and well . . . long story short, we couldn't post. And then I guess we gave up . . . ? I'm actually not sure.

But anyway. I'm going to try and come up with some New Years Resolutions right here, right now because I need something to post about and I also need resolutions. So here we go!

~Read more
~Not get sick as often
~Get a 4.0GPA
~Learn some Polish
~Get The Crown of Victory and Mind Over Matter published
~Not slack off as much.
~Read more books than Jo because of that challenge thing
~Be nicer

I think that's about it . . . well, that's all I can think of. I think I'm going to be nice, and show you my resolutions from last year.

1.) Read more. At least as much as you did in sixth grade.

2.) Paint your room, and redecorate it.

3.) Become a better artist.

4.) Remember to study.

5.) Get glasses.

6.) Clean your room more often.

7.) Get a schedule and follow it.

8.) Spend the summer doing something productive. Minecraft is NOT productive.

9.) Learn French. And Spanish while you’re at it.

10.) Publish your Nanowrimo book.

11.) Spend the whole summer(well, most of the summer) with Jo.

12.) Get baptized.

13.) Be a better Pathfinder.

14.) Make life AWESOMESAUCE!!


Wow. And the only thing I actually did? Number five. That's sad. Well, I'm going to go now.
~Marie