Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts

Friday, 8 April 2011

How to handel Negative feedback

Hm, haven't had a negative comment about my writing in quite a long time, I almost forgot how aggressive people can be...
As a comic artist I have experienced haters of my comic. When I was young and foolish I would argue with them, but as I got older I would debate with them. Both probably foolish things to do because I knew my art wasn't fantastic and my spelling and grammar will probably never be brilliant. But when it comes to things like this it's like your pride on the line. After all you sit around and produce these things freely for other people, and someone basically comes along and gobs in your face.
The best approach is to simply ignore them. In my exspirance this is the best method, mainly because it'll turn into a haters Vrs fans showdown. You can sit on the imaginary sidelines smiling to yourself at the amount of love and devotion you have created through your work, that you don't have to fight for your own honour, because people will do it for you.
So here is my advice on how to handle Negative feedback. Stop being crap, make a loyal fan base, and watch them duke it out. Then laugh like the evil mastermind you clearly are. Bwuhahahahahahahahaha.

Thursday, 6 January 2011

The quest for fame

Being a writer I am socially inclined to hide away in a wardrobe and ignore the world. The world is a scary thing full of people. Occasionally the two mesh, my closet and the people. But I'm not really one for running out there and bumping into things. So I guess it is a strange thing to announce I do have this sort of secret quest for fame.

I've always had this feeling that it's socially unacceptable to want to be famous when you're a writer. So I've never mentioned it before. But I'm told I need to focus my blog. So I announce my beginning in my quest for fame. As a writer.

Because at the end of the day that is all I'm good for. I can't sing, I can't dance, I'm not thin, and I'm not anything special. Really it's not like I decided as a child I wanted to be famous. Because fame itself doesn't really interest me. The idea really first came around to me when I became aware of how much celebrities suck.

I personally loath the celebrity society we live in. Because people are nosy for all the wrong reasons about the wrong sort of people. I don't care about Posh and Becks, I don't care about what Gaga is wearing, I don't care how Amy whinehouse screwed up again this week! I just don't care! Stop being nosy!

I suppose it wouldn't be so bad if it was always someone talented. because you kind of want to know about people you admire. But seriously. who admires Jordan? She is utterly talentless, and her fame is ridiculous.

And it has always annoyed me personally that writers don't get this level of fame that singers or models or footballers, or whatever gets. because I think it takes allot more talent to write a book, or bring out news stories every single day or whatever, than it does to sing in tune. Lots of people can sing good, not so many can write well. And ever since this realization  that writers don't get the credit that they deserved I decided that I wanted to be famous. Not just a famous writer, but a famous figure. I wanted to be known and loved by sight. I wanted to bring reading back to the people who are brain washed by pop culture! I wanted to do so much and more because you can't trust these idiots to be responsible role models! and you know what they say? If someone can't do it, then do it your damn self!

So yeah, that's why I want to be famous. Not because I particularly want to be a celebrity, but because writers deserve allot more credit than they get. So I'm not sure what one should do once they've made the decision to be famous. I suppose produce something to be famous for.

So I am releasing a warning to the world! Give me a few years and I'll be more damn famous than J.K.Rowling. That is where I am aiming for. Not too high is it? I don't think so either. ;)

Sunday, 19 December 2010

Semi-inspired

I have to write, and/or edit some pieces for university. I admit I'm being slow about it. Mainly because I'm not sure if I want to do a new piece or not. I have two ideas I want to write up. But they're both pretty much the same sort of genre, the uncanny. A genre I haven't really messed in before, and it's uncanny with a strong fantasy feel, well... one is more uncanny, with a fake fantasy feel. I say fake, because the idea is a little planet of the apes, minus the apes. I'm not worrying about copying ideas, mainly because I've never seen the movie. But I get the general idea of it.
I need to run off this inspiration before it dies. But I'm conflicted. I should probably use it to go over my old pieces and arrange them properly. Le sigh.
I don't know.... I always get like this. At least I'm thinking about it. Which is a general improvement. Usually I avoid all school work like the plague. I'm such a terrible student. I love writing, I really do. But the moment I have to do it for work it's like: RAWR I hate you now writing!
I'll never be a professional writer at this rate with that sort of attitude. I think I'll read some books. my first burst of inspiration came from re-reading one of my favorite manga's. It gave me the buzz. So if I read some books, and get a full buzz then it should be okay. I think I have a few books I need to catch up on anyway.

Sunday, 5 December 2010

Language, you art thy enemy

You know as an English student you'd think the one thing I'd be able to get right is my own language. Apparently not. As a dyslexic I know I do struggle when it comes to spelling and grammar. Mainly because I was taught neither. When you're dyslexic they mainly focus on reading when you go to special needs classes. So I spent my English lessons learning how to read difficult words. But not how to spell them, and grammar... well the other students could have been taught that for all I know, but for me it was never covered.

This doesn't bother me personally. I know if I write something outside a word document I will spell things how they sound, because that is how they teach you to spell in special needs classes, well because they teach you to read by sounding out the difficult words. So spelling is basically the same principle, master one, master the other. Or I suppose that was the idea. I was never tested on the words themselves, I just spelt them how they sounded in my head.

Grammar, well that is all self taught from reading books and having people badger on at me about the importance of commas. I still have not mastered the use of commas. I just throw them in when I think there is a need for a pause. I write how I would speak it. Or speak it in my head, as that is just how I write. So I guess my use of grammar is clumsy and unnatural. But to me it seems natural even if it is used wrong. I guess I just don't understand it. Which is fair enough, because I was never taught it properly. But as things go considering how I am mostly self taught spelling and grammar wise I am really not that bad.

Which is why it pisses me off when my flat mate berates me because I apparently don't use language properly according to him. Now I can put up with being insulted online because my spelling or grammar is terrible. I've taken the abuse, and I've approved because of it. But it just pisses me off when my flat mate gets all irate because I like to use 'pants' instead of 'trousers'. Just because it's an American slang. So what? What is wrong with using pants instead of trousers? trousers is such a clumsy word. Trow-zers. It doesn't flow off the tongue, where Pants... it's just well... pants! And being a dyslexic I'm more likely to replace one with the other because in my head I know what both mean. but he's like "Pants are underwear" But really who uses Pants to describe underwear anymore? I don't call my knickers pants. Because they're knickers. I don't call things pants, because they're thongs! I don't call boxers pants, because they're boxers! I don't call briefs pants because they're briefs! And if I want to refer to all as a whole I'll call them underwear, because they are underwear! But trousers, it's a clumsy word, and pants is just a much easier substitute, definitely if you're thinking of a certain type of trousers. I'd think tight fitting jeans were more pants than trousers, because they're tight. It just fits the word. where smart black trousers for work would be trousers, because they're formal! It just fits. I don't want to use such a formal word for such an informal thing! Definitely when pants just rolls off the tongue so much easier than trousers!

But no, that's not what pissed me off the most about his anti-Americanism. Yesterday I apparently said Glacier wrong. apparently I said it the 'American way', which is wrong! I said it as Gla-ci-er. Which as a Dyslexic is how I READ IT! h

How can pronouncing something a certain way be wrong? Definitely if you've been taught to read things like that, because you have learning disabilities. It just makes me angry and frustrated. I can put up with his whole anti-pant's thing, even if it is logically stupid. But how can I pronounce a word incorrectly, how is pronouncing it like that American? with the wide range of dialects in the UK and America I would imagine each one pronounces the word differently. It's just... bigoted to class a certain way of pronouncing a word as American because his heard Americans say it that way. I'd like to see him storm up to Yorkshire and yell at them for speaking in the wrong dialect. I just don't get how one can pronounce a word wrong! For all he knows everyone in Kent says it Gla-ci-er instead of gla-cier. but that doesn't matter, because that's how Americans speak. and they apparently speak wrong. That is just stupid!

He almost argued with me the other day about how it is wrong to measure snow in inches. But everyone measures snow in inches! I don';t care if the UK is meant to use the imperial system! EVERYONE DOES IT!

Urgh, I don't get how people can be like this. It upsets me. As both an English student and a dyslexic.

Thursday, 14 October 2010

Title's were never my strong point.

Titles

They are important. They let the reader know in a few simple words what it is which they are reading. I'm sure you all know the saying "don't judge a book by its cover" well allot of people don't, but they do judge by the title. You can tell allot about a thing just by its title (or name.)

For example:

Lord of the Rings = There is some established nobility, who clearly hordes rings.
Final Fantasy = This is the final fantasy game we're making ever, please ignore the following numbers.
Twilight = The time of day in which both light and dark are equal.
Harry Potter and the Philosophers stone = Young middle classed child playing with science equipment in the pursuit of alchemy.
The Princess Bride = .... don't you mean 'The Prince's Bride'?

Though silly antics aside, we do judge by titles. If something takes our fancy we are more likely to read it.

So understandably I didn't know what I wanted to call this blog. What do you call a blog you want to stand out? A title which will both amuse, but make people want to read? I don't know. I'm not one for hanging out on blogging societies. I don't know what people want to read. But I shall write, and maybe someone will want to read it.

I went for the obvious [Insert Witty Title Here] because it's a lame forum joke. And though I do not yet understand the appeal of blogging, I do get foruming. I'm sure someone out there will snerk at the familiarity of the forum joke. That or think I'm incredibly immature.

In any case it'll do until I can think of something that is actually witty. Or in the very least, interesting.