Okay then...
For those of you who have read KOTW, first of all, I'm glad you seem to be liking it, but I'm going to have to ask you to be careful. And for those of you who haven't read it- which is the vast majority of you- I'm going to have to ask you to be EXTRA careful. There are spoilers all over the place, on forums and Facebook pages and Tumblr...
The heartening thing is that these spoilers don't pop out of thin air. Everything is tagged with spoiler warnings, which I really appreciate. But I know you lot. I know how impatient you can be. I know that if you're on a forum and you come to a post that's hidden behind a spoiler warning, and all it takes is one little click... I know how tempting it is to just sneak a teeny tiny peek...
Which could ruin the entire book for you.
We have, what, 35 days until it's widely available? That's a lot of days for mistakes to be made, or for something to slip out...
So be careful. I was never a fan of releasing this book so far in advance of the Ireland/UK date but I was convinced it was necessary in order to facilitate the tour. If it doesn't work out, it won't be happening again. I don't know what that would mean for any future Down Under tours, but I'll deal with that if it crops up.
So, I want to thank everyone for behaving themselves as far as spoilers go, and ask that they continue to be very, very careful about what they say.
And also, some of those spoilers (of which I am allowed to read, because, y'know, I wrote the book) and your reactions to them have made me grin...
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You guys wanna read a snippet?
Sure!!!
And okay Zaf, I'll forward a copy to Em :D
*is trying not to laugh as well* I am such an idiot.
Remember that when I was seven or six or whatever, I didn't understand what half the ENGLISH words meant when I was reading, let alone how to pronouce them. Like obstinate. I picked up the meanings through my reading, but it took me till I was about ten to realise when I was hearing them spoken aloud and correct the pronunciations in my mind. Words I didn't understand were not a new thing to me. I was used to just skimming over them and picking up a vague meaning as I went along.
I probably still do that . . .
He looked at the wall.
Backwards, forwards, backwards, forwards...
Nothing moved but him, it made him happy. The black wall added to his happiness.
Backwards, forwards, backwards, forwards...
The rocking helped, helped his mind. If he moved he could see clearly. When still...
They came.
Backwards, forwards, backwards, forwards...
He placed his hands flat on the floor, he felt something change. Jenny said he couldn't feel stuff like that but she didn't understand. He could.
The rocking stopped.
Something bad was happening, or going to but he didn't mind. In his room, he was safe. Safe from them, safe from everything.
His room was simple, Theodora liked simple. He had white walls, a white tile floor. A simple bed, a bed side table topped with a lamp, a wardrobe and a chair but he liked sitting on the floor. The floor was bigger than him when he lay down but not by much but it was comforting for some reason he did not know.
He looked at the door. Soon, he thought. He continued looking and a few moments later, Jenny opened the door and smiled.
"Are you ready for your session, Theo?" she asked.
I gotta go now, bye guys!! *hugs*
Bye!!!
Really good!
Bye twin!!! *hugs* I LOVE THE STORY!!!!!!!WOOOO
(sent to Em, Zaf)
@Star- yeah.... i still do that when I read my Hawking.
i need a middle and a last
name, that is. i had a name, and a charecter, and another name, and i need a new name
i really like the name jack
jack frost, jack carrion, jack and the bean stalk
i might need a new first name too
jack sparrow...
jack harkness
well it depends if you want a female or male character.
Fours Lynxia!!! Other than the fact you used but too much in a sentence near the end, it was very intriguing!
guy
dude charecter
Hm....
Caleb Sharp
And it reminded me of Flame's story. The one about the crazy girl in the white room.
And of Nix and Mist, the story. Coz Nix was insane.
And from that, I conclude that Theo's mind isn't exactly in the best state . . .
Ask Vlaedr. (My usual piece of advice when confronted by naming problems . . .)
caleb is a softer name... ehr but i have another charecter i could use it for
:P Yeeaaaaahhh. I'd go to someone else. My best names are reserved for my book... :( sowie.
I keep my best names so secretive that not even my conscious mind knows them.
Meaning, I don't have any good names . . .
:P wow... *laughs* ahhh *writes PDD*
pdd?
Oh you people, when will you learn that silliness is never the answer?
Pleasant Dae in Dublin...
And don't be making fun of us, Sir Rein.
wait.
*pause*
you came back for one comment yesterday and then left me to all my misery and doom.
WHYYYYY
Because I had fury at you saying her instead of he.
Also, banana bread.
Oh you people, when will you learn that silliness is never the answer?
I MEANT HE!!!!!
*kicks Sir Rein, and puts him back in his floaty chair*
When siliness is never the answer
Silliness is always the answer. Don't be afraid to seem ridiculous.
I'm not AFRAID to seem ridiculous, I simply dislike people who shout out Radom, silly thing, and break the silence.
Hey Flame!
*pokes Star*
My story?
Hey Flame.
Ah. Well then, Sir Rein, I pity you. It happens.
A lot.
how do you spell eerie?
Flame... You're good with names, right?
eerie....
Maybe...
well, yeah. why?
Gerunds Sail and Quassisa Crane are my newest ones.
i need names. Silly.
Starting with a middle and last name for a reluctant Medic named Winn and one for a bad guy
Bad guy?
Macabre Fox
Winn.. (Middle name?)(second name?)
Would you like me to create a name for a baddie?
Winn.. (Middle name?)(second name?)
Would you like me to create a name for a baddie?
ADRA
you are to add Zaf, Eve, Star, Lynx and Nix as authors for the blog.
AND TO EVERYONE ELSE
Once you are added to the story, read the first two posts before you write anything. And think carefully.
Plus if anyone wants to contact me at anytime, do not hesitate!
My email is emeraldmelody89@gmail.com.
Your story what?
EM!!! DID YOU SEE CHAPTER TWO DRAFT?
That was @Flame, btw.
What story?
that was @Em, btw
Up there, the girl in the white room?
I don't know Lynx and Eve's email so
pleasantdaeindublin.blogspot.com
@Cat.
Daromace Cringe?
evetherock@hotmail.com and lizzie123452011@hotmail.co.uk , Adra. Thanks!
YES, Flame. Your story about the girl in the white room. The crazy one.
i will in a sec Adra.
Oh, Yeah. I remember now.
Sure thing Star!!!
And kk Em!!!
sorry for the wait
computer died
am i crazy girl in the white room? or the ghost in the corner?
anyhow, he's not really a bad guy... more of a freelance, but isnt afraid of a high body count
if he gets tired of a job, just has a 'funeral' and kills everyone there
yeah, winn middle name surname
Well, How about the Name 'Daromace Cringe'?
Flame had a story about a crazy girl in a white room.
It was all different.
It had been ever since the silence took over. They were watching, watching everywhere. They had spies: animals. Crows that flew overhead and perched on trees, watching you. Rats that lay in the shadows watching you with red, beady eyes.
Marissa Hearth followed her cell walls around her, until she completed the full square. She loved the cell’s padded walls. She loved the whiteness that surrounded her. She loved how she no longer knew which way was up and which way was down. She loved how she no longer knew herself anymore; they had taken this all away from her. There was nothing in the room but padding. White, dull padding that had driven Marissa insane. They had silenced her. That’s what they were best at. Silencing people.
Marissa fell, landing heavily onto the hard padding below her. She let out a deluded giggle. She did this most; it was her favourite thing to do, pretend she was lying on the roof looking down at the ground. She didn’t know the difference anymore, the laws of gravity irrelevant. Her black hair strewn across the white ground looked like an ink stain on a bright white carpet. Her arms crossed into her chest, restricted by the straight jacket, pale skin, almost as white as the padding.
Someone entered the room, a woman in a too tight, grey uniform with big brass buttons and the click of her shoes echoed throughout the white padded room. She was one of the Silences. Silence…
Marissa flinched and curled into a tight ball, hugging herself hard. She began to rock at the sight of the woman.
“Now, now.” The woman spoke in a gravelly voice. She pulled a long sharp needle from her coat pocket. “No need to be frightened.” She pulled a jar of clear liquid and sucked it up in the syringe. She jabbed it hard into Marissa’s upper arm, puncturing a hole in her straight jacket. The woman, satisfied she’d done her job, left the room again.
Marissa giggled again and stopped rocking. “Why was that woman standing on the floor?” She sounded thoroughly confused.
what i HAVE of the story.
oooh okay yall... I've got to go. We're going out on the boat.
@Em- just... If it's good, go ahead and publish it.
BYE YALL!!! if you have any questions or anything... Well, this is mainly for Star, but if you are working on the next chapter, of Em, you are, and you have any questions about my characters, just email me...
BYE YALL!!! *hugs*
Adra i cant read them, i'm only a featured author not an admin :(
Bye Adrasdos
sorry flame- your name is amazing, but i'm going to be slow to respond...
*points* YES! THAT ONE!
Perhaps... Winn E. Thepooh.
Oh God, I have 3271 words in my competition entry . . . How did it get so LONG???,
*stares at Sir's name suggestion incomprehensibly for a moment before suddenly getting it and bursting out laughing irl*
Winn E. Thepooh! *laughs again*
How on earth would someone with a name like that ever grow up normally?
Only here for one comment so Adra, if you're still here. I cannot read your draft post on Pleasant Dae because it's a draft and you can't read drafts unless you're admin. Can you email it to me if possible?
Thanks!!
Gotta go now, byeeee!!
(If she's not here, can somebody show it to her twhen she comes on, I suggest saving it as this might disappear, or email it to her? Thanks guys!!)
*starts laughing again* By living on anothe planet where Pooh doesn't exist?
Still. It's a very strange surname.
Hi/Fours Lynxia! Don't worry, she's here. *holds giant green Asda-style arrow over Adra's head*
Wait - do you have Asda in America? It's a supermarket and they have advert that usually feature big green arrows.
*features
STOP MAKING ME LAUGH, SIR!
Indeed it is an unusual surname.
I do apologize if I made you laugh. Let me make it stop.
Just now, someone is crying because they lost their baby. This is what keeps me mostly level.
well, that, and the photo that is you never smiles.
Well of course. Do you know how undignified a smile is?
Plus, robots can't smile.
*laughs harder*
*looks sad* That's horrible.
Not sure if it'll stop me laughing though. I have been known to laugh at sadness. I keep laughing then stopping and feeling horrified at myself then laughing again.
But by the time I'd written the above, I'd totally stopped laughing. Not sure if that merits a yay, an awww, or silence.
None of the above. An inspirational montage when you consider what you've been doing with your life, and swear to change. Even if the "system" doesn't trust you.
He felt it coming.
Everywhere, from all directions. Up, down, front, back, left, right. It was a scary sensation. Too scary. Daromace Cringe shuddered. He hated the feeling, more that anything else, ever. Long black hair plastered his face in the rain, his leather jacket almost ruined in the torrential rain. If he didn't find shelter soon, he was going to scream. The sensation stopped, again. The assassin was stalling. Why? He didn't know.
Daromace walked quickly, keeping an eye on his surroundings. The rooftops and vehicles passing in particular. He didn't like this; the feeling of vulnerability. He was Daromace Cringe, he was invulnerable. For the most part anyway.
please ignore n\my next comment
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Comment ignored. For good reason.
i am sorry.
I'm not annoyed. But I AM curious.
Now I'm curious about why you're curious.
Why Are you curious?
Because you just told me to ignore a comment. Why else would I be curious? I'm not any kind of snoop.
Was the good reason that i asked you to? because i was just asking. i mean, you can, if the curiosity is killing you, go ahead. go ahead.
I wasn't trying to tell you what to do.
Well... In that case, I lied. I looked at the comment. And it made no sense.
Cut it out, both of you.
Now, Sir Reingington, I'm going to say this straight out. I'm sure you're a lovely guy and all, but I don't like you. Stop it now. She said ignore the comment, therefore ignore it. Don't start a bloody argument on why she said it.
Cat, I don't know. Just drop it?
Wait... What? I was engaging in some friendly banter. I didn't mean to seem crass or mean about it. And I wasn't trying to start and argument or anything, I simply said I was curious. Oh well, sorry if I offended you, Cat.
an*
what did I do? im sorry, im such an idiot...
i should go, if im annoying you...
Thanks for the name suggestions, Flame
*starts working ony OCs* I can do them now. Long story.
I really only asked you not to read it for your sake, i didnt want to bore you... you could really ignore most of my comments with that in mind
Oh Cat, you didn't do ANYTHING wrong. And you're not an idiot, you're a great person! Just stay.
*on my
*blinks* I refresh the page and THIS appears?
Experience is telling me to leave well alone and not interfere, but Cat, you didn't do anything, don't go! I think we all just misunderstood each other. Please don't all leap down my throat, now.
I won't leap down your throat, don't worry.
At least, not without looking fist.
*is cautious of being shouted at for accidently offending someone*
I'm starting to feel USED to arguements now. That can't be a good thing.
Flame Pheonix?
No, don't go. I'm narky right now.
Sorry for that, but it was annoying me. And Cat would it be OK if you didn't use the name Daromace Cringe?
Just i have a new story and want to use the name.
I'm going now, though. Dinner.
Bye.,
Sure.
you can create a much better charecter than I.
See You Later, I Hope. Flame Pheonix.
Goodbye Flame!
So.
*pins sticky label to throat saying Warning: Swallowing may occur at in the event of this object being leapt down. All leapings are at owner's risk.*
Hey Cat, you can make brilliant characters!
Fours Flame!
*Laughs*
And you would know?
I mean, you could. you could be a figment of my imagination, which would mean i made you, and you would be a charecter. a brilliant charecter. all of yous.
So then Cat, I wonder what you are going to do for the ded.
i Dediccate this page to old, dead charecters. the ones that are printed in a hundred copies or are tossed in a desk or crumpled in the trash. for old stories and old plots and people who are best friends and are made again by a lonely person to keep it away.
*claps appeciatively* Ah, the old, dead ones are the best.
Sir Reington?
Si?
Yes, I'm bilingual. ACTUALLY BILINGUAL, not like those people who SAY they're bilingual and then just uses good translate.
Google*
My word, three typos in one day. Must be some kind of record.
What is your second language?
You said that you wondered what the killer of the blog would look like, and that you never imagined he would be so handsome.
Who will kill the blog, Sir Reington?
AUUUUUUII
Oh. The ded. May I say...
It was brilliant. Seriously. Old, forgotten and minor characters are my favourite ones. The small, innocently concealed characters with hidden depths. Or shallows.
Ah yes. The killer. He was quite handsome. Dapper, and he had a GLORIOUS mustache that could only be rivaled by the most magnificent full-bodied beards.
It was indeed Charlie Chapman.
You said that you wondered what the killer of the blog would look like, and that you never imagined he would be so handsome.
Who will kill the blog, Sir Reington?
I will keep asking.
AAAAAAAAAAAAIHHHHH
It does seem that I have "ninja'd" you. It would be good for your brains to look upwards.
*is distant*
I can tell, Star Inkbright.
I Did... your comment didn't show up until after I commented.
That is quite a problem... Oh well, at least now you know that Charlie Chapman, Charlie Chaplain's lesser known brother-in-law, will kill the blog. He does have a better mustache than Charlie Chaplain, though.
Were you trying to confuzzle me? Coz it didn't work. :)
No, I'm completely serious. Also, he was in black and white.
*nods seriously* We should exterminate Charlie Chapman.
EXTERMINATE!!!EXTERMINATE!!!!!
By any means necessary.
So, do you have access to a large amount of squids? I have a plan, but I need a lot of squids.
How many do you need?
At least three hundred. Preferably more.
I can do three hundred no problem.
Ah. I could get you 300 octopi. Would that suffice?
*over 300
No, it has to be squids. Thank you, Cat.
Okayzo.
437 squids... I'd hate to part with any more...
What's the plan?
I <3<3 hedgies
Well... First, we lure him in with te promise of calamari. Then, we suffocate him in a pile of squids.
does he like Calamari?
No idea.
mm.
And if he doesn't?
What an excellant plan this is. *laughs*
All we want to do is eat your brains.
4444!!!!!
STAR! I JUST REALIZED!
Don't pin things to your throat. it really hurts. I mean Really hurts. Really, really badly,
*sighs* all is right with the world
hello everyone
*pulls sticky label off throat and glances around guiltily*
Hello Cat.
Hey Chloe.
Ehm. Hello Star Inkbright.
hello Sir
Hello Chloe G.
hey cat
how is everyone?
Hello Sir Reingington
*watches naruto attentivly*
hhhhhh.
*bangs head on wall*
Hey all!
hey pyro dawn tyromant
Hello Pyro-Dawn Tyromant.
Hello Chloe.
Hello Sir.
Hello Ink.
Hello Cat.
Hello Chloe.
Hello Sir.
Hello Ink.
Hello Cat.
Hello Chloe.
Hello Sir.
Hello Ink.
Hello Cat.
Hello Chloe.
Hello Sir.
Hello Ink.
Hello Chloe G
Hello Pyro.
Hello Pyro.
Hello Pyro.
Hello Pyro.
hi star
once again, how is everyone
WHY ARE YOU ALL SAYING HELLO???
Hello Star Inkbright.
Hello Star Inkbright.
Hello Star Inkbright.
I am inky.
Hello Cat,
Hello Star,
i dunno
*laughs*
Hello Cat.
I don't know either.
Msd.
Well, the conversation has, uh, gone a bit flat. Like old lemonade.
Neither I nor Octa know,
yea....
whatcha wanna talk bout?
*Goes back to hitting herself*
*raises eyebrows* Hello, invisible Octa.
*stands on head*
Don't do that, Cat!
@Chloe: Anythink but The Competition. Coz I'm sick of it.
Kay kay *beams*
*listens to i am a cider drinker*
Let's talk aboutttttt . . .
Dragonflies!
Or dragons!
Or flies!
Do what?
ooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwww
I hate flies. And Dragonflies. And I'd hate dragons, but I'm crunchy and good with ketchup, so I'm not going to insult them.
i went for a cycle the other day and there was a giant dragonfly and i fell off my bike
and the other night there was a spider on the towel i was using and i screamed ontop of my lungs, it was MASSIVE!
Flies are irritating.
Dragons are AWESOME.
Dragonflies are . . . A mixture of the two.
Dragons are pretty awesome,
i luv dragons
*uses a summoning jitsu*
One time I was in bed, and I saw this spider crawling over my duvet. I managed to get it to crawl off my duvet onto my wall, only then it climbed up the wall and onto the ceiling. Once on the ceiling, it dangled down on a bit of web, then it dropped down onto my duvet again. It was like, "What was the point?"
So I flicked it onto the floor. It did not reappear.
Well, THAT started off a bit of conversation . . .
I was at camp once, and i saw a 7-legged spider in a flight with a moth. the moth won, and then the spider fell to the floor, a bat came in and ate the moth.
this really hurts, by the way.
*laughs* Awesomesauce, Cat!
Woo, bats!
i had bats by my house but ever since THEY cut down a tree we havent seen any more
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