2/15/11 Ugh, busy day of writing

Today was one of those days. I spent all day preparing an outline for a script writing class only to get to class and totally have it fall apart in the second act. Not literally fall apart and scatter everywhere but just have no action in the second act. Ugh, it was horrible. I wasn't feeling it at all and I would totally scrap the whole thing if we weren't so far into the process. The suggestions the professor gave though were really good dsand I think if I can add them into the screenplay in the second act it will really liven it up.

I knew this was going to happen this semester. I have a ton of writing and editing I have to do and so little time. I need to start focusing and working throughout the week but it always seems like there isn't enough week to do anything.

I started to read Path to Fury by David Weber for a class and I like the first chapter. It has a deeper setting and more description than Ender's Game by Orson Scott Card. I like a book that that when you put it down you think: "I will never live in a world like this" and you have to decompress from it for a second. I didn't get that with Ender's, perhaps later in the series you do. Won't find out until later though cause right now all I'm reading are books for class. But I guess I'm lucky though cause those books for class are not really all that bad.

Next semester though will be dedicated to one class so this semester is preparing me for Novel writing.

But I did write some creative stuff today so don't worry, I didn't waste the day. I just felt this type of entry was needed. Here is a snippet of what I wrote today.

Jack then sees Pascal and Jean. They don’t see him and he follows them. They have found a docking bay where small ships sit unguarded. Jean, the smarter of the two, goes into one of the ships and comes back out. Jack overhears him say they can take it and leave. They see Jack and he runs from them. They pursue him and the three run through the corridors. Jack comes to a door that has a keypad next to it and he begins punching in a bunch of different number sequences. The French twins come around the corner and see they have him trapped. A light above the door turns green and the door opens. A bright shimmering force field is on the other side and when Jack runs into to it without looking he disappears and the door closes before the twins can get to it.

2/7/11 Otto and Zorro

Wrote 1200 words tonight, it was for an assignment for class but it got me writing. It is the premise and characters, as well as story summary for a television series. Very Hitchhikers guide but darker.

OTTO the WHALE (???)

Swimming the oceans of Earth was a great gig until the planet was destroyed.

Otto spent all of his life on Earth as any normal Humpback Whale would: swimming, eating, and swimming some more.

When the IDIOTS destroyed Earth though they put him and a few other marine mammals into a giant ship that was converted into an aquarium. When Jack accidently puts the wrong coordinates into a transport door, he is sent to the aquarium ship and the porthole that is equipped with the translator. Otto just happen to be at the porthole wondering what it was when Jack approached it and voila, instant friendship.

For a whale, Otto is very insightful. He claims to have learned a lot swimming through the oceans. He had a lot of time to think and ponder and when this young human comes along he provides some sage advice.

Otto is a great mentor and guide to Jack.

Zorro the Dog (?)

Zorro hates to travel so being in space is a nightmare. But fortunately he happens upon a guy who is all about taking care of others and a friendship develops with Jack.

Zorro was the lap dog for an elderly woman who died shortly before the world was destroyed. When her family refused to take him, he was given to a friend of the woman. That woman was not very nice and she made Zorro stay outside in the Mexico heat.

Zorro was picked up by the IDIOTS fleet and was wondering around the ships when he met Jack.

Given a translator by Jack, they now communicate but Zorro is a dog of few words. He mainly communicates in single words at the start of the series but will expand later.

1/25/11: Jack Fargone and Otto

Jack is the protaganist for a series I would like to write. He seeks advice from a whale named Otto and here is a little bit of that.

Jack Fargone stood watching the blue water on the other side of the protective barrier. He stared deeply into the cyan abyss that existed filled the large window before him.

As he watched the light filter through the water his mind wandered to his left jean pocket. Inside his pocket he was thumbing a ring around his index finger. An engagement ring meant for someone who didn’t actually want it and now will never get it.

“Thinking about Regina, again?” The voice was slow and smooth.

“Yea, Otto,” Jack answered. He continued to stare into the aquarium.

“Can’t help but think if she were here she would have liked all this craziness even more than me.”

“I am sure she would have also,” The voice grows a little louder as a large whale swims across the window into the aquarium.

1/5/11: A whale named Otto

87 people, living not dead, they didn’t have the time to raise the dead survived the destruction of the planet Earth. 6 dogs, 2 birds, and 4 greater mammals were also spared. A humpback whale was one of the choices. No body knew at the time though that the whale was actually named Otto and could speak. Actually, everything was given the ability to speak when brought aboard the IDIOT Fleet. But who wants to hear what an Ostrich has to say.

We were getting ahead of ourselves.

The Planet was doomed.

Not from the scourge of mankind and all our misguided decisions to consume all the fossil fuels and use up all the resources. No, that would have eventually killed us all. The world was doomed by outside forces of business and economics among alien races that have no idea mankind even existed. Well, up until about twenty minutes ago they did not know we existed.

The Intergalatic Department of Industrial Outsourcing and Teleportation Services (IDIOTS) planned to use the nine planets in our solar system as crude fuel for their freighters that were transporting workers from one job site to another. But on this particular day the new recruit at the data analysis terminal decided to follow all protocols in the New Recruit handbook that had just been updated. As this recruit was excelling at his job a small alien stumbled onto the deck. Usually IDIOTS would not give a second thought to an insignificant race such as Humans, but it just happen that a liberal, bleeding heart conservationist was on the bridge of the fleet command ship and saw the results of the scan.

He was a little eight-armed man whose six bulbous eyes were not accustomed to the harsh lighting in the corridors of the command ship. He had to squint his way around the ship and the ships captain was trying very hard to keep the lights at maximum illumination. It was during his blind wandering that the conservationist stumbled into the dimly lit bridge.