Hello friends!
Back by popular demand, (erm... or rather because Trina reminded me) comes an update! Yaaay!
We're going to re-visit my NaNoWriMo adventure at a later date because, well, I just don't feel like talking about it until I have more to tell. No, today, I would like to discuss my ultimate plan for this blog. Yes, that's right Queyland, (Oh, you didn't know that I renamed the Internet?) I do have an actual goal in mind other than blathering on about inane subjects, though there will be plenty of that when the mood strikes me.
And that goal is media reviews! Yes, books, movies, TV shows and perhaps an album here and there. I will be reviewing anything I see fit or unfit, really. I'm pretty sure that most of you won't read them but on the off chance that someone is surfing the 'net looking for a random person's thoughts on a certain new book or the latest episode of their favorite show--Well, I'd like to think that they may run across this sweet little blog.
So, this brings me to the announcement of my VERY FIRST Queyland Blog review! This is my official shout-out to my A2A/A2TV peeps and you all know who you are . . . I hope you will enjoy my upcoming review of the Alias (tv show airing from 2001-2006) tie-in prequel novel: Recruited. If you've got a couple extra bucks I highly recommend that you read along with me. The book itself is running for as little as a penny when you follow the linky above.
That's all for right now. This book is a pretty quick read so expect to see my review to appear within the next week.
Until then, I know Jon-Pierre would like for me to let you all know that he is almost ready for the winter but wonders if any of you might have any extra doll socks that he can use. He would like to sew them onto his drawers to make a few new pairs of long-johns. Thank you very much!
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
The NaNoWriMo portion of my adventures begins!
Hello, Friends!
Some of you may be wondering, "What is this NaNoWriMo?" Well, like many things on the internet, it is an acronym for National Novel Writing Month. And you guessed it, that month is November! I briefly mentioned my involvement yesterday through twitter (@ItsGlendaQ) and then I realized that maybe I ought to explain my goal for this month a little better.
During the month of November tens of thousands of wanna-be writers, like myself, embark on a journey of madness to write a 50,000 word novel in 30 days. How does one do that? Well, you probably won't see me around too much and when you do I'll probably be furiously typing on my Mac. Or perhaps I'll be having a mini-meltdown in Starbucks or on campus with non-fat soy latte dribbling from the side of my mouth as I mumble, "Fifty-thousand words . . . I'll never finish . . . Freakin' book . . ."
Want to know my general plot? I thought you'd never ask! (And if you didn't ask, tough cookies.) My story will be about a nine year old boy who, after the murder of his mother, has become the newest guardian of the Book of Love. (Props go to Deirdre Taylor for the nugget of inspiration that got my brain a-churnin') I haven't nailed down too much beyond that besides the fact that he has no other immediate family. Maybe a distant relative or god-parent will pop up to become his guardian, but I haven't decided which. I had toyed with putting him in the foster system but I didn't do the research I had intended on to go in that direction.
ANYWAY. To the right of this post you will see my word-count widget. Those of you who are interested can check back here daily and see how far I've gotten. I'm thinking that I will try to post a blog about once a week to update you all on my progress, but I don't know that I'd count on that.
Please wish me luck as I embark on this adventure! I'm going to need it.
Some of you may be wondering, "What is this NaNoWriMo?" Well, like many things on the internet, it is an acronym for National Novel Writing Month. And you guessed it, that month is November! I briefly mentioned my involvement yesterday through twitter (@ItsGlendaQ) and then I realized that maybe I ought to explain my goal for this month a little better.
During the month of November tens of thousands of wanna-be writers, like myself, embark on a journey of madness to write a 50,000 word novel in 30 days. How does one do that? Well, you probably won't see me around too much and when you do I'll probably be furiously typing on my Mac. Or perhaps I'll be having a mini-meltdown in Starbucks or on campus with non-fat soy latte dribbling from the side of my mouth as I mumble, "Fifty-thousand words . . . I'll never finish . . . Freakin' book . . ."
Want to know my general plot? I thought you'd never ask! (And if you didn't ask, tough cookies.) My story will be about a nine year old boy who, after the murder of his mother, has become the newest guardian of the Book of Love. (Props go to Deirdre Taylor for the nugget of inspiration that got my brain a-churnin') I haven't nailed down too much beyond that besides the fact that he has no other immediate family. Maybe a distant relative or god-parent will pop up to become his guardian, but I haven't decided which. I had toyed with putting him in the foster system but I didn't do the research I had intended on to go in that direction.
ANYWAY. To the right of this post you will see my word-count widget. Those of you who are interested can check back here daily and see how far I've gotten. I'm thinking that I will try to post a blog about once a week to update you all on my progress, but I don't know that I'd count on that.
Please wish me luck as I embark on this adventure! I'm going to need it.
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Monday, October 18, 2010
Introductions
As I look at my desktop gnome, I ask him, "Jon-Pierre, what is the essence of me? What makes me tick? What's my flavor of crazy?"
To which Jon-Pierre hitched up his pant leg, took a draw from his corncob pipe and said, "Glenda, you have a passion for the incredible. You crave the fantastic. And you do a great impression of Winston Churchill. All-in-all, you're one hell of a lady...." At this point I blush, of course. It's not everyday that one's desktop gnome gives you such a great compliment. But my blush turns to a scowl in the next breath.
Jon-Pierre slaps his knee and nearly chokes on a laugh. "I just knew I couldn't get away with this and keep a straight face! Do you really expect me to keep secret your penchant for--mmpphhtttbbmmbt."
Um, Jon-Pierre seems to have a momentary frog in his throat. I thank you for your time and interest in my blog. K, thanks.
To which Jon-Pierre hitched up his pant leg, took a draw from his corncob pipe and said, "Glenda, you have a passion for the incredible. You crave the fantastic. And you do a great impression of Winston Churchill. All-in-all, you're one hell of a lady...." At this point I blush, of course. It's not everyday that one's desktop gnome gives you such a great compliment. But my blush turns to a scowl in the next breath.
Jon-Pierre slaps his knee and nearly chokes on a laugh. "I just knew I couldn't get away with this and keep a straight face! Do you really expect me to keep secret your penchant for--mmpphhtttbbmmbt."
Um, Jon-Pierre seems to have a momentary frog in his throat. I thank you for your time and interest in my blog. K, thanks.
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