The Art Drawer will be returning soon. We are treating its injuries in our HQ, but it will be as good as new in a few days. We cannot explain the circumstances or events that occurred having to do with the Nerds or the Art Drawer's disappearance. We did operate under secrecy, as we should have the entire time. We regret posting the beginning of the Art Drawer's plight, for it gives much information to our HQ's location. But so many of you have undoubtedly viewed it, that there is no point in taking it down. We will be unable to tell you the goings on regarding the Art Drawer or the nerds until its full recovery, or until the facts are unclassified.
Contest: Who can gather the most facts or almost-facts from 'Searching for the Art Drawer' first? We will post the facts you all come up with once you email it to us at: itsbumpybackhere@gmail.com
Thank you for your understanding in this time of loss. ;)
Random + Writing,
CB
P.S. The Art Drawer is completely safe.
Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label writing. Show all posts
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
SOPA and PIPA: Save us!
PIPA and SOPA are federal acts that can potentially wreck the internet. It is supposed to be stopping copyright infringement and online piracy by censoring the web of all things that are not owned by the writer, or artist, etc., like the Art Drawer (possibly). It will be voted upon by Congress on January 24, 2012. It is taking COMPLETELY down YouTube, Wikipedia, all fan-made websites, fan art websites, fan fiction websites, drawing tutorials of TV characters, EVERYTHING. Two of my own blogs could be taken down (Harry Potter-referencing ones).
Click here for more information! This is a blog I did with six of my friends. I wrote the first post! It gives you information about PIPA and SOPA and how we can make a difference in their rulings (not as in, take away Congress's power, but to change their decision).
(The link is: http://NoPIPAsopa.blogspot.com/)
Random + Writing - THE WEB!!,
CB
Click here for more information! This is a blog I did with six of my friends. I wrote the first post! It gives you information about PIPA and SOPA and how we can make a difference in their rulings (not as in, take away Congress's power, but to change their decision).
(The link is: http://NoPIPAsopa.blogspot.com/)
Random + Writing - THE WEB!!,
CB
Monday, January 16, 2012
The Past Year
**NOTE: I saved this as a draft and forgot to post it...
The past year has been a wonderful one! We have written short stories, posted weird videos, posted funny videos, posted some videos with a point, some without. We have realized that people all over the world are (hopefully) enjoying our weirdness (if not, why do you keep coming back, any of you?). We have probably gotten a few more viewers from Seattle. I don't know. I wasn't there. But we were together all year long, even though we were apart (keep reading! It isn't gonna be sappy!... Okay, maybe a little, but read on!).
I really do entirely curse the day,
When those UHaul trucks took my RK away.
(^not promoting or de-promoting. Just making a metaphor^)
Thanks for sticking with us through all the weirdness; and let me tell ya, there was a LOT of it.
In the coming year, we would continue to make funny and cool videos, and write cool stuff, and do whatever it is RK does, but, as we all know, that is the Apocalypse.
Love,
The Art Drawer
Random + Writing,
CB
Keep it Nurby!
~RK
The past year has been a wonderful one! We have written short stories, posted weird videos, posted funny videos, posted some videos with a point, some without. We have realized that people all over the world are (hopefully) enjoying our weirdness (if not, why do you keep coming back, any of you?). We have probably gotten a few more viewers from Seattle. I don't know. I wasn't there. But we were together all year long, even though we were apart (keep reading! It isn't gonna be sappy!... Okay, maybe a little, but read on!).
I really do entirely curse the day,
When those UHaul trucks took my RK away.
(^not promoting or de-promoting. Just making a metaphor^)
Thanks for sticking with us through all the weirdness; and let me tell ya, there was a LOT of it.
In the coming year, we would continue to make funny and cool videos, and write cool stuff, and do whatever it is RK does, but, as we all know, that is the Apocalypse.
Love,
The Art Drawer
Random + Writing,
CB
Keep it Nurby!
~RK
Monday, January 9, 2012
Assignment
I go to drama class every Monday, and we just got back to it after the break, so this was everyone's first day back. Anyway, there were SO many new people, and we were running short in scripts to do. We had all decided on a light-hearted, lightly funny serious one with a deeper meaning, but not, like, sad or dark, or anything. I mean, serious can be a little sad, but it isn't all sad...
ANYWAY,
I have taken it upon myself to write one by next week. :)
If any of you are fellow playwrights or writers, feel free to email us any scripts or ideas you have! I will not take credite for them or anything. :) I mean, if I write the play with your idea, I will take the writing credit, but I will say something like, "Originally by so-and-so," or something.
ANYWAY,
I have taken it upon myself to write one by next week. :)
If any of you are fellow playwrights or writers, feel free to email us any scripts or ideas you have! I will not take credite for them or anything. :) I mean, if I write the play with your idea, I will take the writing credit, but I will say something like, "Originally by so-and-so," or something.
I hope I can do it! :D
Thanks guys!
Random + Writing,
CB
Sunday, January 8, 2012
Callous in Blunderland (A One-Man Show) (Family, Comedy)
A girl (CB) named Callous ventures into the mysterious world of Blunderland, meeting all sorts of new friends and foes. When she makes a very big mistake, she wonders if she will ever sort it out.
Written, produced, and directed by CB. A one-man show!
Thank you for watching!
This production brought to you by:
The Art Drawer, CB, GB
And Viewers Like YOU!
Callous...CB
Door...CB
White Rabbit...CB
Centshire Pig...CB
Mad Hotter...CB
Queen of Hearts...CB
Tinkerbell...CB
Director...CB
Poker Player...CB
The Art Drawer...Itself
The Art Drawer Voice...CB
Directed by...CB
Filmed by...CB
First waking scene filmed by...GB
Views of Poker Player filmed by...GB
Story by...CB
Written by...CB
I forgot to mention:
Costumes and Props provided by...CB
Thank you for watching! I hope you enjoyed. Please, don't hesitate to give feedback!
Random + Writing,
CB
P.S. I apologize for being so late! It was supposed to be filmed and edited many, many months ago, around the time that I wrote it, but I didn't. At least it is here now!
Written, produced, and directed by CB. A one-man show!
Thank you for watching!
This production brought to you by:
The Art Drawer, CB, GB
And Viewers Like YOU!
Callous...CB
Door...CB
White Rabbit...CB
Centshire Pig...CB
Mad Hotter...CB
Queen of Hearts...CB
Tinkerbell...CB
Director...CB
Poker Player...CB
The Art Drawer...Itself
The Art Drawer Voice...CB
Directed by...CB
Filmed by...CB
First waking scene filmed by...GB
Views of Poker Player filmed by...GB
Story by...CB
Written by...CB
I forgot to mention:
Costumes and Props provided by...CB
Thank you for watching! I hope you enjoyed. Please, don't hesitate to give feedback!
Random + Writing,
CB
P.S. I apologize for being so late! It was supposed to be filmed and edited many, many months ago, around the time that I wrote it, but I didn't. At least it is here now!
Saturday, January 7, 2012
Coming Soon: Callous in Blunderland *UPDATE!*
Yay! Camera charged, and I filmed every bit of it. I am currently snatching bits and pieces and building my video! It IS a one-man-show, so be prepared! It is pretty cool.
I have a rather large costume and prop collection, so I have a wide variety of things to use in the video.. I just couldn't find a visor hat... Oh well!
I am looking forward to posting it! It should be baked with golden edges by tomorrow. Look for it soon!
Random + Writing + VIDEOS! YAY!,
CB
I have a rather large costume and prop collection, so I have a wide variety of things to use in the video.. I just couldn't find a visor hat... Oh well!
I am looking forward to posting it! It should be baked with golden edges by tomorrow. Look for it soon!
Random + Writing + VIDEOS! YAY!,
CB
Coming Soon: Callous in Blunderland *UPDATE!*
Okay, I am finally going to make Callous in Blunderland. Three more days to do it. Let's go!
Friday, January 6, 2012
The Diary of Neville Longbottom
Check out this new blog: www.nevillesdiary.blogspot.com
It is a fanfic of Neville Longbottom from Harry Potter. He is really depressed! Poor Nevvy!
Written by Yours Truly
Based on and inspired by the Harry Potter novels by J.K.Rowling and movies, property of Warner Bros. Entertainment Inc.
Neville Longbottom or other characters, settings, names, and objects are completely and absolutely property of Warner Bros. Entertainment Inc., and J.K.Rowling. COPYRIGHTED NAMES ARE NOT PROPERTY OF THE ART DRAWER, OR CB. Some story lines are kind of my property, but not copyrighted. Reproduction is just discouraged. Thanks! :)
It is a fanfic of Neville Longbottom from Harry Potter. He is really depressed! Poor Nevvy!
Written by Yours Truly
Based on and inspired by the Harry Potter novels by J.K.Rowling and movies, property of Warner Bros. Entertainment Inc.
Neville Longbottom or other characters, settings, names, and objects are completely and absolutely property of Warner Bros. Entertainment Inc., and J.K.Rowling. COPYRIGHTED NAMES ARE NOT PROPERTY OF THE ART DRAWER, OR CB. Some story lines are kind of my property, but not copyrighted. Reproduction is just discouraged. Thanks! :)
Monday, December 26, 2011
The Signs of the Holidays (Video)
The Signs of the Holidays
Time Duration: 28 seconds
Music: Piano, Guitar, Strangs, Tamborines, and Muffins (Garageband music by CB. Rights protected)
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
The Light in the Darkness: A memoir of the remarkable friend and dog named Sunny
The Light in the Darkness
A memoir of the remarkable friend and dog named Sunny
This book in your hand is the gateway into the true story of Sunny. She was a true warrior, even though she fought no battles. There is nothing to compare her kindness to, for there was nothing that matches up. Sunny was the picture of magnificence. Who would have thought a small, slow, old mutt would have touched my life in the way that she did?
Remember as your read this that you are reading the recollections I have of a beautiful girl. A beautiful dog. A beautiful friend. Remember that Sunny helped me through the hardships, even after she was gone. Sunny still helps me. She always will.
Enjoy this book, reader, and remember who you are, even when your true self is hard to find. Remember who those around you are, because they may be gone someday. Remember that love can come from small places, and even the smallest love is large.
Never forget to remember.
Sunny and the Child
Sunny, Hershey, and Shiloh weren’t sure what they thought about this... Thing. It looked enough like them. Though, it had naught but a hair on it’s body. Completely bald! What an ugly thing.
Sunny didn’t think it was ugly. Sunny thought it was beautiful. What a wonder of nature! What a beauteous creature! Sunny followed the family, as did Hershey and Shiloh. They followed them into a small room with a small crib in the center for the small newborn. The room was painted a sunny yellow color.
The infant reached an arm through one of the bars in the crib. Sunny cautiously walked over to it. The infant touched the tip of Sunny’s nose, gently and lovingly. It was then that Sunny realized she was supposed to watch over this wrinkled, small, rather wet newborn.
And so she did. From that day on, Sunny walked next to the child. Sunny followed the child everywhere she could.
Sunny watched over the child. She kept her from harm. The child was convinced that Sunny was magic. But Sunny was just a dog. Nothing more or less. Of course, everything had its own kind of magic, whether with spells and wands, or miracles all in themselves.
Should the child wander far in her life, or stay close to home, Sunny vowed to be there for that child, even after Sunny’s life was over.
Sunny’s canine companions soon passed away all around her, but Sunny didn’t mind. Sunny knew that they wouldn’t want her to be sad for them. She knew they would want her to be happy, even though they had died. Maybe death was the true adventure, and life was just a holding pattern? Sunny truly believed that. Sunny knew that no matter what happened, she would be happy.
They all moved to California when the child was one. Beautiful weather, but no rain. Sunny loved the rain.
The child was four years of age now. After Sunny was the only dog, the family acquired a second. This dog was name Jessie. Jessie was larger than Sunny and much younger, but both of the girls got perfectly along. Jessie was completely kind to Sunny, and Sunny was as she always is. That is to say, Sunny was so very kind.
Soon after the dogs were familiar with each other, the family moved back to Florida. It was a five day trip, but Sunny didn’t mind. She got to be with her favorite friends and family.
After they arrived, Sunny noticed she was quite old. She was around fourteen years of age, now. Her muzzle was graying, she was aching all over, and she was tired. Sunny knew she was nearing the end.
But the end came not. She grew older yet and the child aged with her.
The child and the dog grew close. They were inseparable, it seemed.
Then the child turned six. Sunny was fifteen. She knew her end was close, but she didn’t mind. She was okay with that. Sunny knew that, no matter what life threw at her, she would always be okay. She would always be kind.
Two days before the child turned seven, Sunny knew that the end was very near. Death was taunting her with its blissful peace. It was drawing her near, and Sunny-- No. Sunny had to stay a bit longer, to tell the child she loved her.
That she did.
On the night before the child’s birthday, Sunny was dying. Sunny tried to get to the child, to say goodbye, but her legs had none of it. She was dragging herself in a circle in fruitless efforts to get to the child. Sunny knew it was the end. Her mother picked her up and took her to the vet. The vet gave her some sort of medicine and she grew sleepy. But Sunny couldn’t die, she wouldn’t die. She still had to watch over the child! But sleep was tickling her eyes. She closed them, and didn’t open them.
This may have been the end for Sunny, but this was not the end of Sunny. She was gone, but she was still here. She could still help the child.
The Child and Sunny
The child knew something was different.
She was seven, yes, but that was not the difference.
Was it darker? Yes, it was raining.
Didn’t Sunny like rain? Yes, the child recalled, she once tried to escape into a rainstorm on the first day they had arrived in Florida after the move.
Sunny.
Why was she thinking of Sunny?
Sunny was right down the hall, wasn’t she?
Sunny?
Where was Sunny?
But the child knew. She didn’t allow herself to think it, but deep down, she knew.
Sunny was gone.
But she was still here.
She never left.
She has always been watching over the child.
The child knew it.
The parents knew it.
And most of all, Sunny knew it.
Was Sunny watching the child right now?
Maybe she was.
And Sunny was.
Of course the child was sad. Who wouldn’t be? Her best friend and dog had just died. She was allowed to stay home from school that day to mourn for her friend.
Oh, how it pained Sunny to see the child so sad. She dearly wished to go to her, to comfort her, to sit with her. But she couldn’t. She wouldn’t. Goodbyes are harder when you know there has got to be an end.
Sunny couldn’t bear to leave her, but she knew she must. As did the child. The child held no resentment towards Sunny for leaving her. The child knew it was coming. She had always known. And for many years after, the child was sad.
Until one night. The Night of the Visit, as the child called it. She dreamt she had come home to find Sunny waiting for her. The child gave her so much love. And again the child awoke to find Sunny was not there. Though that visit left the child in tears, the child cried of happiness. She knew Sunny was still here, somewhere. The child just had to find her in herself. And Sunny would always be there.
Now, ever since, the child thought of Sunny and did not cry, but smile.
And the child never forgot her love for Sunny, or Sunny’s love for the child.
Sunny didn’t think it was ugly. Sunny thought it was beautiful. What a wonder of nature! What a beauteous creature! Sunny followed the family, as did Hershey and Shiloh. They followed them into a small room with a small crib in the center for the small newborn. The room was painted a sunny yellow color.
The infant reached an arm through one of the bars in the crib. Sunny cautiously walked over to it. The infant touched the tip of Sunny’s nose, gently and lovingly. It was then that Sunny realized she was supposed to watch over this wrinkled, small, rather wet newborn.
And so she did. From that day on, Sunny walked next to the child. Sunny followed the child everywhere she could.
Sunny watched over the child. She kept her from harm. The child was convinced that Sunny was magic. But Sunny was just a dog. Nothing more or less. Of course, everything had its own kind of magic, whether with spells and wands, or miracles all in themselves.
Should the child wander far in her life, or stay close to home, Sunny vowed to be there for that child, even after Sunny’s life was over.
Sunny’s canine companions soon passed away all around her, but Sunny didn’t mind. Sunny knew that they wouldn’t want her to be sad for them. She knew they would want her to be happy, even though they had died. Maybe death was the true adventure, and life was just a holding pattern? Sunny truly believed that. Sunny knew that no matter what happened, she would be happy.
They all moved to California when the child was one. Beautiful weather, but no rain. Sunny loved the rain.
The child was four years of age now. After Sunny was the only dog, the family acquired a second. This dog was name Jessie. Jessie was larger than Sunny and much younger, but both of the girls got perfectly along. Jessie was completely kind to Sunny, and Sunny was as she always is. That is to say, Sunny was so very kind.
Soon after the dogs were familiar with each other, the family moved back to Florida. It was a five day trip, but Sunny didn’t mind. She got to be with her favorite friends and family.
After they arrived, Sunny noticed she was quite old. She was around fourteen years of age, now. Her muzzle was graying, she was aching all over, and she was tired. Sunny knew she was nearing the end.
But the end came not. She grew older yet and the child aged with her.
The child and the dog grew close. They were inseparable, it seemed.
Then the child turned six. Sunny was fifteen. She knew her end was close, but she didn’t mind. She was okay with that. Sunny knew that, no matter what life threw at her, she would always be okay. She would always be kind.
Two days before the child turned seven, Sunny knew that the end was very near. Death was taunting her with its blissful peace. It was drawing her near, and Sunny-- No. Sunny had to stay a bit longer, to tell the child she loved her.
That she did.
On the night before the child’s birthday, Sunny was dying. Sunny tried to get to the child, to say goodbye, but her legs had none of it. She was dragging herself in a circle in fruitless efforts to get to the child. Sunny knew it was the end. Her mother picked her up and took her to the vet. The vet gave her some sort of medicine and she grew sleepy. But Sunny couldn’t die, she wouldn’t die. She still had to watch over the child! But sleep was tickling her eyes. She closed them, and didn’t open them.
This may have been the end for Sunny, but this was not the end of Sunny. She was gone, but she was still here. She could still help the child.
The Child and Sunny
The child awoke.
The child knew something was different.
She was seven, yes, but that was not the difference.
Was it darker? Yes, it was raining.
Didn’t Sunny like rain? Yes, the child recalled, she once tried to escape into a rainstorm on the first day they had arrived in Florida after the move.
Sunny.
Why was she thinking of Sunny?
Sunny was right down the hall, wasn’t she?
Sunny?
Where was Sunny?
But the child knew. She didn’t allow herself to think it, but deep down, she knew.
Sunny was gone.
But she was still here.
She never left.
She has always been watching over the child.
The child knew it.
The parents knew it.
And most of all, Sunny knew it.
Was Sunny watching the child right now?
Maybe she was.
And Sunny was.
Of course the child was sad. Who wouldn’t be? Her best friend and dog had just died. She was allowed to stay home from school that day to mourn for her friend.
Oh, how it pained Sunny to see the child so sad. She dearly wished to go to her, to comfort her, to sit with her. But she couldn’t. She wouldn’t. Goodbyes are harder when you know there has got to be an end.
Sunny couldn’t bear to leave her, but she knew she must. As did the child. The child held no resentment towards Sunny for leaving her. The child knew it was coming. She had always known. And for many years after, the child was sad.
Until one night. The Night of the Visit, as the child called it. She dreamt she had come home to find Sunny waiting for her. The child gave her so much love. And again the child awoke to find Sunny was not there. Though that visit left the child in tears, the child cried of happiness. She knew Sunny was still here, somewhere. The child just had to find her in herself. And Sunny would always be there.
Now, ever since, the child thought of Sunny and did not cry, but smile.
And the child never forgot her love for Sunny, or Sunny’s love for the child.
Never forget to remember.
Author's Note
Now that you know the story of Sunny, you know what it felt like to lose a guardian. And here the child sits writing this.
Sunny was my light. She was everything. Because of her I have learned how to remember things happily, even when the memory is slipping away. She taught me to grasp love with my hand and to never let go, even when the subject of that love has let go of life. She taught me to remember love, and forget death. It is not that Sunny was everything, it is that she is everything.
And I will never, ever forget to remember.
Sunny was my light. She was everything. Because of her I have learned how to remember things happily, even when the memory is slipping away. She taught me to grasp love with my hand and to never let go, even when the subject of that love has let go of life. She taught me to remember love, and forget death. It is not that Sunny was everything, it is that she is everything.
And I will never, ever forget to remember.
Friday, November 25, 2011
The Script for a Really Weird Shakespeare Play
JOE
Hello, Sally. Are you ready for our outing?
SALLY
Hello, Joe. (walks over to him) I am.
JOE
Then shall we--(looks at audience) Depart?
SALLY
Oh, Joe! Yes!!
JOE
This place we are going to-- I believe it is called... "Wal*Mart"
SALLY
Yes, I do think that is correct.
JOE
Then shall we go?
SALLY
You already asked that, and the answer is still yes.
JOE
Then; Come.
SCENE 2
At Wal*Mart
JOE
How are you liking our-- (looks at audience) Outing?
(A very large, very strangely dressed shopper walks by. SALLY stares at him/her as he/she walks by)
SALLY
O, wonder! How many goodly creatures are there here! How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world, that has such People of Wal*Mart in it!
JOE
Oh, my! Behold this boldly dressed culture!
SALLY
My, my. These creatures dress with such an arrogance! Showing off their un-shaven glutes! How not-goodly this world is!
JOE
Sally, I oblige you, close your eyes.
NARRATOR
These two guys were thus appalled,
That the self was not the same;
Single register's ticket name
Neither two nor one was called.
Reason, in itself confounded,
Beards and eyebrows grow together.
OAF
Hey! Who's that talking? Innercom lady? Where's the moo-moo dresses!
NARRATOR
And all your yesterdays have lighted you, fool
The way to un-fashionable death.
OAF
What?
NARRATOR
Goats and monkeys! Impudent strumpet!
OAF
Are you still talkin'?
NARRATOR
If I do not upchuck myself,
I am.
The end.
Hello, Sally. Are you ready for our outing?
SALLY
Hello, Joe. (walks over to him) I am.
JOE
Then shall we--(looks at audience) Depart?
SALLY
Oh, Joe! Yes!!
JOE
This place we are going to-- I believe it is called... "Wal*Mart"
SALLY
Yes, I do think that is correct.
JOE
Then shall we go?
SALLY
You already asked that, and the answer is still yes.
JOE
Then; Come.
SCENE 2
At Wal*Mart
JOE
How are you liking our-- (looks at audience) Outing?
(A very large, very strangely dressed shopper walks by. SALLY stares at him/her as he/she walks by)
SALLY
O, wonder! How many goodly creatures are there here! How beauteous mankind is! O brave new world, that has such People of Wal*Mart in it!
JOE
Oh, my! Behold this boldly dressed culture!
SALLY
My, my. These creatures dress with such an arrogance! Showing off their un-shaven glutes! How not-goodly this world is!
JOE
Sally, I oblige you, close your eyes.
NARRATOR
These two guys were thus appalled,
That the self was not the same;
Single register's ticket name
Neither two nor one was called.
Reason, in itself confounded,
Beards and eyebrows grow together.
OAF
Hey! Who's that talking? Innercom lady? Where's the moo-moo dresses!
NARRATOR
And all your yesterdays have lighted you, fool
The way to un-fashionable death.
OAF
What?
NARRATOR
Goats and monkeys! Impudent strumpet!
OAF
Are you still talkin'?
NARRATOR
If I do not upchuck myself,
I am.
The end.
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Newscast Taping
I was in a taping of a newscast yesterday. It wasn't like, CNN or something. It was an assignment to write a transcript for a Greek/Roman "newscast." We all did other projects, but one of my friends, who also writes scripts, wrote a transcript and we all participated (there are six 6th graders in my class. All the rest are fifthies. d(; ) I played Persephone, goddess of gardens and flowers. Sarmasi played Demeter, goddess of agriculture, who is also Persephone's mother. Bigab played Athena, goddess of wisdom and battle strategy. Macreon played Larry Zuza (a play on the host of the CNN Student News show, Carl Azuz). Scarlett Telsarct played Dionysus, god of wine (the actress was a girl). And Rasim was our technician (all of their names were scrambled for security. Those aren't ACTUALLY their names).
Anyway, we all played our parts pretty well, and we recorded it in our school's newsroom. It was a lot if fun! If I can get access to it, I will post it here.
Random + Writing,
CB
Anyway, we all played our parts pretty well, and we recorded it in our school's newsroom. It was a lot if fun! If I can get access to it, I will post it here.
Random + Writing,
CB
Sunday, November 6, 2011
The Art Drawer Logo! *UPDATE!* Entry #1
Our first entry comes from Toot or Anna. She has been commenting on some of our posts. Here is her entry:
This is pretty much what we were asking for. Very good idea and attention to detail. Good job, Toot or Anna!! Did you know that both of those names are palindromes?
Nice work!
Random + Writing,
CB
Keep it Nurby! ~RK
Celina E - The Sun Wave e-Book
If you have an e-reader (like an Amazon Kindle or a Barnes and Noble Nook) then you should download the Sun Wave, an e-Book by one of the Art Drawer's friends, Celina E. I don't believe it is out yet, but it is coming soon! If you own an e-reader and it has WiFi, please click here: http://www.lulu
Iah is about to be sacrificed to an evil beast when she is spared by the king. Soon she faces an explosion, kidnapping, and, worst of all, discovering herself.
"In this thrilling and fast-paced short story, Iah Aku goes on an adventure that will have her readers eager for part two."
--The Art Drawer
I hope to see you reading.
Random + Writing,
CB
Iah is about to be sacrificed to an evil beast when she is spared by the king. Soon she faces an explosion, kidnapping, and, worst of all, discovering herself.
"In this thrilling and fast-paced short story, Iah Aku goes on an adventure that will have her readers eager for part two."
--The Art Drawer
I hope to see you reading.
Random + Writing,
CB
Friday, November 4, 2011
NaNoWriMo
I am not doing so good. I have 2000 some words when I should have 6668 words. :( Tell me how you are doing!!
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Huffington Post Books
As you know, I am hoping to become a published author quite soon. And as you also know, I entered NaNoWriMo. Mom saw on Twitter that Huffington Post Books put out a Twitter feed asking if anyone who was participating in NaNoWriMo would be open to an interview about it. Mom said that her daughter was participating, so I wrote back to the woman that asked and I said yes, and I slipped in that I hope to be a published author soon. They might know some people who could do that for me. Could this me my big break? I doubt it, but I might get a quote in an article about NaNoWriMo! You might be able to see it sometime on the HuffPost Book section on their website. Not yet of course, probably not for a while. I will tell you exactly when and where when it is published. :)
Random + Writing,
CB
Random + Writing,
CB
www.NaNoWriMo.org
Do any of you like to write? Well, November is the national novel writing month! Or NaNoWriMo for short. This is a national activity that encourages the art of literature.
Every year, published and celebrated authors and even regular people are challenged to write 50,000 words or more by the end of November. It is a fictional book that was completely started and finished within the month of November.
You can't have written any part of it or even outlined it. You can have an idea starting in your head, but try not to think too much about the plot, since many people outline books in their heads.
If you want to sign up, it is free and it is a very trusted website. www.nanowrimo.org is the URL. Remember, when you are making your quick and easy account, click the button that says you are 13 and up, because this means the website is not violating the law that no personal information may be solicited from children 12 years and younger over the internet. It means you knowingly give your permission to have an account created.
I entered a few days ago, and I have been waiting for three painstaking days to start writing, and today is November 1 so I began writing. I have 494 words of 50,000 so far. I might just make it. The goal is 1,667 words a day. In 30 days. Do you think I can do it? Do you think YOU can do it? Even if you aren't going to participate, do you think you WOULD be able to do it? Leave your answers in the comments!
Good luck and get writing!
Every fictional novel has a main question, a question that decides the plot. What is yours?
Random + Writing + 50,000 words,
CB
Every year, published and celebrated authors and even regular people are challenged to write 50,000 words or more by the end of November. It is a fictional book that was completely started and finished within the month of November.
You can't have written any part of it or even outlined it. You can have an idea starting in your head, but try not to think too much about the plot, since many people outline books in their heads.
If you want to sign up, it is free and it is a very trusted website. www.nanowrimo.org is the URL. Remember, when you are making your quick and easy account, click the button that says you are 13 and up, because this means the website is not violating the law that no personal information may be solicited from children 12 years and younger over the internet. It means you knowingly give your permission to have an account created.
I entered a few days ago, and I have been waiting for three painstaking days to start writing, and today is November 1 so I began writing. I have 494 words of 50,000 so far. I might just make it. The goal is 1,667 words a day. In 30 days. Do you think I can do it? Do you think YOU can do it? Even if you aren't going to participate, do you think you WOULD be able to do it? Leave your answers in the comments!
Good luck and get writing!
Every fictional novel has a main question, a question that decides the plot. What is yours?
Random + Writing + 50,000 words,
CB
Saturday, October 1, 2011
Scorpia's Wrath
I have just finished writing a play for fun. Lots of the kids in my class are going to be actors and actresses in it. This is just for fun, and it really is fun! I held auditions on Wednesday and Thursday, and everyone who signed up and auditioned IS guaranteed a part, but the auditions are sadly closed now, so all of the parts are taken.
The sixth graders in my class are playing the three main parts, but a really good actress named Ircega (name scrambled for protection) is playing a main part. She is so good, funny, sweet, and pretty. AND she dances. Wow, pentuple threat! Haha.
The play will be shown in front of the class in a few months. Until then, au revoir, and may your plays be very playful.
Random + Writing,
CB
The sixth graders in my class are playing the three main parts, but a really good actress named Ircega (name scrambled for protection) is playing a main part. She is so good, funny, sweet, and pretty. AND she dances. Wow, pentuple threat! Haha.
The play will be shown in front of the class in a few months. Until then, au revoir, and may your plays be very playful.
Random + Writing,
CB
Monday, September 26, 2011
OMG!!! My Play Is Being Staged!!!!
I wrote a play about a Jeopardy!™episode, except it is with fairytale characters and it is called Jeopardy! the Celebrity and Guest Episode. I think it is pretty cool! In my drama class, we are gonna read it today, and if everyone likes it, we might be able to actually have a show of it! I might film some of our reading today and then post it here, if the kids give their permission. Then, for the play, I am SO posting it!!! :D
Also, Miss Pam says that if we DO end up doing it, I can be the FULL ON DIRECTOR!!!! I was thinking director's assistant, but, okay! Haha! Can't wait! We are reading it in the Monday class (today) and the Wednesday class. Fun! :D
I will update you on it after the class. Lurv ya!
Random + Writing,
CB
P.S. If you want to write a script, too, just mosey on over to the post archives bar and find CB's How To Write a Script, or search for it in RK's handy little search bar to the right. Thanks!!
Also, Miss Pam says that if we DO end up doing it, I can be the FULL ON DIRECTOR!!!! I was thinking director's assistant, but, okay! Haha! Can't wait! We are reading it in the Monday class (today) and the Wednesday class. Fun! :D
I will update you on it after the class. Lurv ya!
Random + Writing,
CB
P.S. If you want to write a script, too, just mosey on over to the post archives bar and find CB's How To Write a Script, or search for it in RK's handy little search bar to the right. Thanks!!
Friday, September 23, 2011
Coming Soon: Atreus Triklotte and the Shadow Lions of Frindlor Farm
An incredibly gifted five-year-old's parents die, so he is sent to his Aunt, Uncle, and Cousins' house in Kansas. It is a wonderful and nice home, except for the creatures that inhabit the residence with them. The Shadow Lions are Shadow creatures of darkness. Atreus learns from his cousin, Contria, who is very knowledgeable of the supernatural, that he is the last one that can stop the creatures from overrunning the the community. And the worst part: If the Shadows succeed, barely anyone would know.
As you can see, I have started a new book.
Last night, my cousin that lives with my aunt and uncle (his grandma and grandpa) across the street was out for a walk. We walked with them, and when we got back, I told him that these creatures live in our yard. I told them the are called Shadow Lions, and he, gullible as he is, believed me. I told him that I have tried to stop them and failed, and that he was the last one that could stop them from taking over.
With all the other things I had written and put on here, such as Escape of the Institute, and the Guilt is Eating You Alive were fun little things I had written for fun, and thought you'd enjoy reading. I would hate for someone to take them and call them theirs, but they are not necessarily valuable to me. If they ever do become valuable to me, I will take them down and use them for what I need. The Atreus book is very very very valuable to me, because I hope to have it published once I am finished. And, once my cousin is older, it might be fun to give the book to him and tell him that I wrote it based on him.
Thanks! Also, please email me at itsbumpybackhere@gmail.com to send away for a few paragraphs of it. I think it is pretty good! Also, it is set in Kansas, so that is why no one would know. I think I am gonna add that to the summary. Yeah... So, you would have read it with my changes in it, but as I write this, it doesn't have it in there. Now it does. Yay! Thanks for reading!
Random + Writing + Atreus + Shadow Lions,
CB
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