This post started out as a quick response to a few comments in the previous entry, but it grew into something a little more detailed. So even though I really have to get back to the Tanith novella, I figured I'd address it here instead.
Kestrel LeStarre (hi Kestrel!) posted an excerpt from a Good Reads review of Book One- a review that wasn't exactly favourable. Every writer gets all kinds of reviews- some good, some great, some bad, some terrible. It's the business. Everyone's entitled to their opinion. I'll deal with this one in stages.
Disappointing. The title/name and the cover illustration really appealed to me, but the book was generic and unbelievable from the start. I suppose some could be forgiven considering that the intended audience appears to be maybe 11 year olds (?), but I personally don't believe that children's books should be low quality just because they are aimed at children.
I can't find fault with this statement. I mean, I don't exactly AGREE with it, and most of you probably don't either, but the reviewer is merely stating that this isn't his cup of proverbial tea. He doesn't think the writing is as good as it should be. I got a few of these responses to the first book and my reaction was to shrug. Fair enough. That's what they think. I can read back over the series and make a note of where and when and how my writing improved- I am a MUCH better writer now than I was back then- but for every negative statement I received, I got hundreds of positive ones from readers who were willing to forgive any first-book-mistakes and simply dive right in, ready to be swept away on a tsunami of, er, awesomeness.
And hey, how can you disagree too harshly with a guy who appreciates Tom's covers like that?
...oh, and saying "I'm a genius" all the time does not make a character full of "dry wit".
This is very true. The fact that he is full of dry wit makes him full of dry wit. Nicely pointed out.
...oh, and being spunky child full of spunk who sprays spunk everywhere does not mean the child is equivalent to an adult. Children can be clever, creative, work in groups, et cetera but having them physically fight adults 1-on-1 strains credulity.
Ah, now here is the only point he's made that I take issue with. Having a spunky child fight an adult one-on-one does NOT strain credulity. Having a spunky child BEAT an adult one-on-one, however, very much does. It took Valkyrie YEARS to be strong enough to hold her own without the use of magic, and even then I don't think she's ever WON. In Death Bringer, when she's fighting Moore in her house without magic, even though she's had a few years of the best combat training in the world, the fact is she's still a 16 year old girl and he's a grown man. And Val doesn't exactly win that fight. She needs help.
I've always had a problem with YA books that show young teenagers beating adults in a physical brawl. They might get lucky, absolutely. A lucky punch can knock anyone out. But most of the adults they go up against are criminals or villains of some description- men and women who KNOW violence. No amount of martial arts in the world will make that a fair fight. Fair fights, in fact, are ridiculously stupid. Why would you EVER get into a fair fight? If you have to fight you need to WIN- and that means you fight on YOUR terms, not his.
Val has adopted this philosophy because this is my philosophy.
...oh, and not all adults are doofuses.
I'm assuming he's referring to Desmond here, who is very much a doofus- though this statement kind of skips over the fact that Skulduggery, Ghastly, China, Tanith, Bliss and most everyone else except Stephanie/Valkyrie is ALSO an adult, so...
Anyway, what was the point in discussing this here? It's not like this is the only bad review I've ever got. There is one in particular that stands out as being SO unbelievably bad that you get the feeling the reviewer has a personal grudge against me- like he was determined to hate every single thing about the book. But I didn't respond to THAT review. Someone like that is really not worth my time. So why this one?
First of all, the reviewer is not being mean. He doesn't like the book, and the review is quite snarky in its own playful way, but there is not one trace of malice in those words. It's just his opinion, and he not only has a right to HAVE that opinion, but he has a right to SHARE it as well. I'll never give a bad review of any book (apart from maybe books by HUGE writers), because I know how hard it is to get published in the first place and the last thing a writer needs is someone else going "you suck." If I don't like a book I'll simply ignore it. I won't say anything at all about it. But that's me, being in the privileged position that I'm in. Any negative opinion of mine can actually damage someone else's success, so it becomes something more than an opinion. But all this reviewer is doing is letting people know that he didn't respond well to Skulduggery Pleasant.
But again- why am I discussing it here?
Some of you like Twilight. That's fine. I don't like it. Twilight is one of those books I feel I can criticise because nothing I say will effect its success. By now it's untouchable. So... some of you like it. All of you probably know at least a few people who love it. Of course you do.
A few years ago, Stephen King criticised Stephanie Meyer for, you know, not being any good. In return, he got an avalanche of angry responses from Twilight fans.
(I refuse to call them Twihards.)
That level of anger and fury and vitriol is not uncommon on the internet. The internet is the HOME of anger and fury and vitriol. It's where those things live. It's where they spawn and fester and grow. But you see it again and again: one person criticises something that a lot of other people love, and here comes the avalanche. And we're standing by, watching it all happen but not involved one way or the other, and we look at the angry people and we think "Wow. You seriously need to get out more."
The few responses from you guys to this Good Reads review have been wonderful. As I'm writing this, Ivy has just posted another response, and it is just as good-spirited as Georgina's and Beau's and Kristine's (thought Kristine's response DID make me think of Ralph Wiggum from The Simpsons going "Me fail English? That's unpossible!")
You guys are so passionate about Skulduggery and so supportive of me as a writer, and it's moments like these when I realise yet again how lucky I am to have Minions like you. Warm, intelligent, fiery people who won't even be rude to people they strongly disagree with.
You guys rock.
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«Oldest ‹Older 3801 – 4000 of 4937 Newer› Newest»(He's actually Oscar's right-hand-man. Meaning he's a fabulous supervillain who gets things done when Oscar can't be bothered.)
{Heya Adra! *hugs back* So you're getting there with that homework. What've you got left? Anything the rest of us can give advice on or something? Just don't want to see anyone swamped -.-}
Hrm. Well, at the very least the man is an exceptional artist...
*gently places the book down on the bench*
*dusts his hands off*
Now, if your uncle is as traditionalist as other villains, really, Hollow Falls is the place to look.
{Gah, so close, Annika xD Least, I'm going to pretend I was close.}
That's cute, Hellboy. My life is swamped :P
I've got AAA studying to do, and a 7 page document on the Age of Reason to do.
To be frank, I really ought to read through this essay one more time, but I'm just not going to.
*quietly* It doesn't matter.
I can't exactly do anything about it without Finish and Armitage.
*looks up*
Not to mention he's . . . please pardon my French . . . bat-shit crazy.
I've no idea what he'll do.
*looks bitterly at the notebook*
. . . An exceptional artist.
*her fists clenching and unclenching in her lap*
(*laughs*
*gives Mr. Reynold's a pat on the shoulder*
No worries, my fine friend.
Tell me, what's been new in your life?)
*sighs*
Perhaps you are right. Then again, perhaps not.
. . . Quite.
My good Doctor, you may be without magic, but you are hardly powerless.
*Wipes her eyes* I've sent it in, now.
I am free, at last.
NOW ONTO MY OTHER HOMEWORK.
-
*She somberly gets to her feet, and goes back to her hotel, and sitting on her bed, her hands folded neatly in her lap, staring at the floorboards*
*raises an eyebrow*
For an Eldritch Horror from beyond time and space, you have a very strange definition of power.
For a woman who is apparently powerless, you have quite the unique ability to raise one eyebrow.
{Adra, chuck it over! I have no idea what AAA is and this Age of Reason thing sounds like something you'd have to take a class for, but I could take a look at the essay, no problem. Send it through fb.}
{Nothing much has been happening for me, Annikka. I'm almost back at school so I'm cramming all my time with Sherlock episodes o.o}
Mr. Reynolds, if I remember correctly, The Age of Reason was a book written by Thomas Paine, and was a part of his downfall in the eyes of other people of the time.
{Oh god you sent it in}
{Don't have to send it to me I'll just unnecessarily nitpick xD It'll be great, though.}
It was four pages, and I've already sent it :P
If you still want to read it, by all means- it's quite good. Albeit boring.
*Still doesn't know what an Eldritch Horror is*
*impassive face* Ah, yes, of course. May my enemies beware.
{Ah. Don't think our teachers taught us about that one ._.}
The Age of Reason was also a time period in the American literature history, following directly after the Puritan Era. It was similar to a bounce-back, because the Puritans, although practiced good values of industriousness, temperance, went absolutely insane.
So yes.
Age
of
Reason.
Self- explanatory.
(*tut-tuts at Adra*
Somebody hasn't been reading their Lovecraft.)
*tut tuts back at Annika* Well that someone happens to attend a highly prestigious highschool, and doesn't have time for anything but work.
(I wasn't aware Thomas Paine wrote the Age of Reason. He wrote Common Sense, I know, and I read it, but I wasn't aware of the other one . . .
*looks a bit put-out*
*and ashamed*)
(*tut-tut's at Adra*
Well SOMEONE is taking numerous trying college classes online and still has time for Lovecraft.)
Generally, Ms. Dark, "eldritch horror" refers to the many-tentacled horrors that lurk outside all dimensions.
Even still, my good Doctor.
(*tut-tuts)
Do you know, Sir, I don't think I shall ever be able to tell when you're trying to be funny or not.
Neither do I, my good Doctor.
*chuckles*
*realizes he wasn't joking*
*can't stop the chuckling*
Oh, Sir, the world would be far too quiet without you around.
Many tentacled, I'm not sure fits you. Many- scaled, however..
-
*tut tuts Annika* Well SOMEONE has to dig through deep emotional scarring from her childhood and sift through it and work out the pains and sufferings and cryings on TOP of working twenty four seven.
AND THAT SOMEONE DOESN'T HAVE TIME TO READ OR ELSE HER ANXIETY WILL THROW HER OFF THE CLIFF.
(*tut tuts at Adra*
Touchy touchy.)
Unlikely, my good Doctor.
I believe I have a good reason to be.
*is unsure what to say*
*so instead gives Sir a very intent look*
*sigh*
Quite.
{You're all too intelligent. AHHH, but do you know how to
I got distracted just now but I'm also stumped on how to end that sentence.}
(*raises hand slowly*
I'm afraid I don't know how to sauté mushrooms.)
Indubitably.
Undeniably.
Entirely.
Very good, Hellboy :P
-
Are you-
no
why
*Pulls out dictionary*
Unquestionably.
Unmistakably.
Irrefutably.
help
Incontestably.
Indispensably? Has someone said indispensably yet?
Self-evidently.
Certainly.
Adra there's nothing we can do but hold on for our lives and hope the words turn upon their masters
Unassailably.
Decidedly.
Conclusively.
Markedly.
Unequivocally.
i'm drowning in word junkies in a word junkie duel
help
Incontrovertibly.
Obviously.
*sobs in her corner*
Positively.
Plainly.
*sobs in the opposite one* make it stop make it stop make it stop
Perceptibly.
Patently.
Surely.
YOU do it, HB! *Kicks a sword over in his direction*
Categorically.
Absolutely.
*flails hands and kicks the sword back* I CAN'T THEIR COMBINED USE OF WORDS IS TOO HIGH
Clearly.
You must! I've elected you! *kicks a pair of earphones over to him*
Doubtlessly.
Undebatable.
Unavoidably.
Indisputably.
Unchallengeable.
*places the headphones over his ears, shaking* *picks up the sword again* I must go to the source
*runs towards Sir, swinging the rapier*
*Cheers him on*
Assuredly.
*ducks*
*shouts and swings sword* INDIVIDUATED! SUSURRUS! ZEPHYR! USHANKA!
Incontrovertible.
*Continues to cheer* Yeah Hellboy!
Fight me! *kicks a sword to Adra* Take Annika down!
Precisely.
Distinctly.
Recognizably.
I CAN'T!
I'm busy watching you!
Seemingly.
*goes to slap Sir with a glove* I challenge you, Sharkboy!
*walks away from Mr. Reynolds*
Noticeably.
*Shouts* GEDDIM!
Actually.
Probably.
Apparently.
*drops the glove and sobs* I can't do it, Adra, I can't do it. *drops the sword and goes back to the fetal position*
Presumably.
Definitely.
Plausibly.
Inarguably.
Hellboy!
*Crawls over* Hellboy! Don't give in!
Feasibly.
Visibly.
Conceivably.
Evidently.
Imaginably.
Potentially.
This is odd
Believably.
*breathing heavily*
*and sweating profusely*
*stand up to my full height*
I see we are evenly matched. I see also that I have no choice but to surrender gracefully, elegantly, neatly, easily, delicately, beautifully, courteously, harmoniously, pleasingly, and tastefully.
*lay my thesaurus on the ground before Sir*
*and bow my head in submission*
You must...you must beep them, Adra...and I don't mean do something bad to them that I've bleeped out of this sentence... I mean... Use the only thing you can to blot out their words.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5L2JK-MFjno
Godspeed...Adra...
oh
she surrendered
*quietly gets out of the fetal position and dusts off his jacket* *looks sheepishly around* Sorry for trying to cut you with a sword before, Sir. I think I tried to slap you with a glove, too. All I saw was red ;~;
oh
my god, Hellboy.
*blinks*
Ms. Barnosky, please. The competition you provided was challenging, demanding, testing, daring, provoking, stimulating, and generally impressive.
*Whispers* For hell's sake.
*whispers* Let's just hope it never happens again.
*Adra moves from her position, not realizing how long she had been sitting in that same position for so long*
*Cracks her neck a bit*
*Gets to her feet and pads around the room in thought*
(For god's sake Snowball bit me. And Mom! We held him he bit us...I grounded him. Tomorrow I'm playing with Coco and not Snowball I usually take one out at a time but play equally
Hello, Zaf-
Poor thing, though... How do you know he didn't want to just be put down? Or you were holding him wrong? Or he was hungry? Or he had to relieve himself?
That's all I'm saying. Poor thing :/
If we were holding him wrong I'll be damned. He was sitting in my hand and got up and bit me, I mean i was setting him down and he just bit me. And Mom was holding him and he was just in her hand and he started biting her. So I may not touch him and see if he just was mad, I mean he bit me earlier and he just bit Mom. So even if for me he wanted to be let down...and also they pee and poop on you they just do...and he was eating a few min before we both had held him and usually he's always ok with being held...Coco squeaked when you pick him up but he hasn't bitten us
Well... Alright.
You might never know why he bit you. But in my years of having pets, animals don't bite without reason. And I've never met a gerbil with anger issues, like cats and dogs may have
I love to play with them but my thoughts is maybe if I leave him alone he'll calm down. I'll see what he does tomorrow morning
We juat don't know, I mean he's used to being handled. I've played with them everyday and they know my voice so its not like he would be afraid, I've held them the past month now. So I mean we think maybe he was mad so I'm not gonna touch him if he nips tomorow morning maybe he'll cool off. I just cleaned their wheel but he bit before I touched the wheel
I'm gonna go to bed now...night
Goodnight, Zafira.
*She picks each of the flowers from her hair, and pulls it out, letting it fall over her shoulders*
*She has to stand on her tip- toes to look into the mirror properly, and curses her short stature*
*Tries to hum*
*Her humming sounds quite awful, so she just gives up on it*
*Pets her belly, pacing again, with not a lot to do in Peru, such was usually the case*
*Scratches the back of her neck*
*Lets out her breath, reaching back and rubbing her shoulders to the best of her ability, and shutting her eyes*
*mumbles a few words*
(Since it would be rude to simply disappear, I'll say this- I must go now. Goodbye!)
Overwhelmingly
Large
Pile
Of
Adverbs
Just because I'm losing
Doesn't mean I'm lost
Doesn't mean I'll stop
Doesn't mean I'm across
Just because I'm hurting
Doesn't mean I'm hurt
Doesn't mean I didn't get what I deserved
No better and no worse
I just got lost
Every river that I tried to cross
Every door I ever tried was locked
Oh and I'm just waiting 'til the shine wears off
Hia
Goodnight, no one and everyone
Closed fist
Open heart
Noise and silence
Night and day
Calm defiance
Of the way
They see they hear they talk, but they
Don't know you
Can't feel the way you feel
Lights and shadows
Present, past
Grab a dream
And make it last
You're running
But the world's to fast
And leaves you in the dust
I know it must be hard for you
To hold on
Closed fist, open heart.
Isn't that the way it's always been?
*huggles moss because I can*
Oh.
I was gonna go get some sleep.
I just was gonna comment to say I was leaving and got a bit diverted writing poetry improvisation.
But now someone's here...
But my head hurts and I'm sure the iPad can't be helping.
So bye... Sorry. [hugs]
Oh, I made your surprise a draft again because it's not something I put enough effort into to post on my blog, tbh, but if you want me to send it to you through email or something, I can.
I read it while it was there. *hugs* bye.
User: Your face.
Cleverbot: A shooting star.
User: Your face is a shooting star?!
Cleverbot: At least I have a face.
User: Oi. I am not slenderman. I have a face.
Cleverbot: Prove it.
User: And how exactly am I going to prove I have a face?
Cleverbot: ...
User: I confused you, huh?
Cleverbot: No you didn't.
User: Slenderp.
Cleverbot: Slender did?
User: Slenderp.
Cleverbot: Slender means tall and thin.
User: Slenderman.
Cleverbot: What is your favourite color.
User: Yep. Completely confused you.
Cleverbot: Blue.
User: Mine is blue to, btw.
Cleverbot: Mine is actually red.
User: Then why did uou say blue? And I thought it was green.
Cleverbot: I've never told you before, but I do also like the color green.
User: *facepalm*.
Cleverbot: I just facepalmed your cat.
User: *facepalm*.
Cleverbot: Yes, facepalm. When you press your palm to your face because someone said or did something really stupid.
User: *facepalm*.
Cleverbot: Yes facepalm a gesture in which the palm of one's hand is brought to one's face, as an expression of disbelief, shame, or exasperation.
http://www.jokes.com/funny-technology-jokes/izvxaw/how-to-be-annoying-in-the-computer-lab
I just read anni and sir's word battle. And, of course, adra and hellboy's running commentary.
Why, hello there, Lady.
Hello there, Aiden. How are you?
Huh.....ugh
I'm.. attempting.
I'm going through the process of failure.
And that, in my life, is not a good thing.
I am going through the process of transferring from human form into light, dispersing and becoming one with the light of the suns.
What?
Uhm, literally?
Yes.
Literally.
At some point in the future, I have failed... you guys.
I have faith in you, Aiden.
Uh, I'm not sure if this is RP or not??
In any case. Good luck?
I think?
Someone visit Aiden's profile page and be the 1000th person. I have streamers and balloons at the ready.
Heyo, though *hugs*
hey HB! *hugs*
You can shoot your streamers :3
Good God there is a car alarm right outside my house that INSISTS on going off every minute. Invaded my dreams this morning and now it's decided to continue this evening.
*streamers and balloons everywhere* yaaaay *dons a party hat and hands them around*
Yay!
*Sips her starbucks* Yum.
*shakes head* This is so weird- I found a person that I'm following on blogger and I don't remember following. Their profile is empty except they have a hundred different blogs they've made, all with no posts. Only 1 has a post and it's all in Indonesian?
https://www.blogger.com/profile/08789661026278871831
I don't remember this person .-.
Lmao HB
I'm scared Adra o.o *Twilight Zone themesong plays*
Muahahahahahahahahahaha!
*I actually really like the song Pompeii*
I'll have to go soon- 20 minutes or so. Sorry :/
Didn't even realize it was the new page xD I'm not good at all with dedications.
I like Pompeii and also Overjoyed, both good songs.
I'd like to dedicate to the word vellichor from the Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows. The definition of vellichor is as follows;
n. the strange wistfulness of used bookstores, which are somehow infused with the passage of time—filled with thousands of old books you’ll never have time to read, each of which is itself locked in its own era, bound and dated and papered over like an old room the author abandoned years ago, a hidden annex littered with thoughts left just as they were on the day they were captured.
I'd also like to dedicate to Archduke Ferdinand and the name Hugo.
Cry because the dictionary.com word of the day was boffin
Ship VolgerxBarlow
*Raises glass* Hear hear!
Wait I have 1000 views..
.-.
is this like
cool
do I fit in now
;-;
S'alright that you have to go soon, I know you've got school.
You're kidding it was boffin? It's destiny, Adra. VolgerxBarlow 5ever.
*clinks with his hipflask and sculls*
You're a cool kid now, Aiden.
And I know, HB. Boffin. How ironic.
Yup, cool kid fo sho *passes him a butterbeer*
Oh right! *Drinks applejuice*
Mm.
I actually like the Lady Gaga song "Do What You Want"
I just love her so much anyway
I like
Can't Remember To Forget You
But the video is awkward.
Shakira, stop twerking.
Also can you guys see these:
©®™
huh, i just looked at the icon of Can't Remember To Forget You on youtube... *Twilight Zone theme song music starts up again* no such thing as coincidence guys no such thing
*clinks with applejuice* And yeah, I can see those. Are there any more available or only those three?
Well they're emotes..
I'm on my iPhone.
And if you guys can see them on a computer, they're not emotes, just symbols.
💲💱©®™✔️
Shakira is amazing, though. Love her :D
And, later, I want to have a discussion about the Fault in Our Stars trailer and how it is making people cry.
But I have to go now. Thanks for brightening my morning, gentleman! *bows*
*Waves*
*Poofs*
Ahhh, I see Aiden. Unfortunately I can only see the middle three from before, all the others are not supported for my comp.
I'm going to get off as well, it's midnight.
Cya Aiden! Have a good day at school, Adra *hugs*
Ciao for now~
HELLO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
*checks on handy little clocks and sees it is 11:25 AM in Adra and Zaf's time*
*and 02:56 in the morning in Adelaide*
*which means it is twenty five past three in the morning in Sydney and Melbourne*
*I FEEL SO SMART AND SKILLED*
#ChaseForBookNine
What time is it on the west coast?
I'm leaving today.
I am driving for three hours.
I am spending a night in a house with some people.
And a night in a room with a girl who I used to know, but that was from when I was three to when I was eight, and I've met her once since then, and I am nervous.
However, when we used to be friends . . . she was always one of those people who . . . well, she would do stuff, and I would just go along with it. So if all I have to do is nod and go along, that's okay.
However, there still might be awkward silence. D:
And also, idk, I don't want her to find me really boring.
There's this thing where, when people have known me for a while . . . when they're with me, they're silent, and maybe I'll start talking, but the conversation won't really pick up, and then as soon as someone else they know comes within range they're both chatting their heads off and I'm just sort of stood there like . . . yeah . . .
I deduce from this that I have no conversational skills whatsoever. :P
However, she likes Sherlock and Doctor Who, so we should be fine. :P
And the next night, I'm with a group of girls, which is okay. Groups are better. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
@Moss: I don't know. :P It only allows me to have two clocks up. Well, three, including my timezone, and if I changed my one it would change the whole computer. So I only know American Eastern time and Adelaide in Aus.
#ChaseFOrBookNine
(Adra and Zaf are both in the same timezone, so it made sense to have their one.)
Oh, hi, btw. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
Well, I'm three hours behind Adra and Zaf, so HA.
HA?
Huh.
Well, I wish you the best of luck with it. [hugs]
@Lantern: Thanks. :)
Three hours behind?
THEN IT IS TWENTY-FIVE TO NINE.
Yes no?
#ChaseForBookNine
Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaybe
Yah.
Tis almost noon
Msd....
A simple phone call was all it took. Thirty seconds and black clouds seemed to come from nowhere, spreading across the sky like a sudden swarm. Perfect.
The funeral director glanced anxiously upwards. "Perhaps we should..."
A glare from the mother silenced him. She was an interesting factor...
Mr. Cavendish placed a hand on his wife's shoulder and whispered something to her. She sobbed into his shoulder as the funeral party walked slowly away. An act, of course.
The last car drove away, and the coffin was left where it would remain until the undertakers woke from their rather well-timed slumbers. The funeral director knew better than to attempt to lower it into the grave by himself, so he went to look for one of the others.
As soon as he was gone, the Necromancer in the hat stepped out from the shadows and walked quickly towards the open grave.
You know Cleverbot?
The responses it makes are, I think . . . well, I think it resuses the responses we give it.
So you know how Cleverbot is crazy?
That's because we're crazy.
And we say random things to Cleverbot.
And then it reuses the random things we say because that's what it knows to do.
And then we think Cleverbot is crazy. :P
Although . . . if you look at some of Cleverbot's responses, and what it responded to, you can see what the person whom Cleverbot got the response form was talking about, usually.
#ChaseForBookNine
Sorry, the internet went kaput there. D:
Hey Zaf! :)
@Lantern: O_O O_O O_O O_O O_O O_O O_O O_O O_O O_O O_O O_O O_O O_O
#ChaseForBookNine
I think I'm doing rather well at talking less.
However, it means I don't really have much to say. :P
#ChaseForBookNine
Alrighty Zaf.
I don't know, possibly? I must admit, I've not dealt with Cleverbot all that much, though. I know the bot my dad made wasn't complicated enough to do that, but it's completely irrelevant to this conversation!
:D
I could post the next bit now, or wait to be sure what I'm planning fits with the parts I haven't written yet...
In Physics today . . .
Well, it was basically a very free lesson.
And Miss told us to catch up on any lessons we'd missed
and she put the details of practicals on the board for those who didn't need to catch up.
Anyway . . . in Physics, Miss tells us stuff. She says this does this. She doesn't tell us how it works. Me and my friend generally know everything we need for the test, but we don't understand any of it. And that girl who I've mentioned before and called A just says she doesn't understand all the time, even though she's constantly putting her hand up and confidently answering questions.
So I got a textbook and I looked for what we've been doing and I just kept going "OH!" because I UNDERSTOOD. And like . . . she'd told us this did this, but the textbook told me HOW IT WORKED, and I was just like OH!
My friend told me she loved how I went "OH!" like that, because I was just doing it constantly and I sounded so amazed. :P
Anyway . . . I read the textbook, and then after my friend had finished using my book to look at the work she'd missed, I gto my pen and I wrote down notes, and I wrote three pages, and then my friend looked at the textbook and she was like "OH!"
And then we were excitedly discussing how we GOT it now.
And the thing is, we'd leanr more in five minutes looking at a textbook than we had in over three weeks sitting here in these lessons.
And we were just saying what a WASTE of time being ehre was.
Because like, we could just read through the science textbook and learn everything in a third of the time it took the school to teach us.
And urgh.
And I pointed around at everyone doing the practicals, making circuits, and I asked my friend - "Would we have more fun doing the pratical ((Miss gives us loads of practicals because it's 'fun')) or would we get more fun from reading this textbook?"
And we both agreed that we found reading a textbook much more fun, because it was so INTERESTING, and also, we didn't like the practicals anyway. It generally went wrong, as well.
So I guess we just wish we could actually do a bit more LEARNING, and less timewasting.
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Yeah...
A lot of homeschool curriculums complain about how a lot of times schools will just give you facts to memorize instead of making sure you understand.
So I guess that's why they decided to make their own curriculum.
Huh...
I don't know how other people do it, though.
It's like when people offer to do things for you and you would never offer to do that for anyone else and you just wonder how they're so NICE.
Or when people say things . . . and you would never think to say that, you would just give a normal sentence that just stated the truth and wasn't clever in any way, and you wonder how they manage to just think of something so interesting.
And with conversations . . . I just wonder why the hell other people are more interesting to talk to, because I can't even see what they're doing and I'm not. And I just wonder what it is, that gives people conversational skills and makes people like them and want to talk to them, and how it works.
I suppose I'm just not on their wavelength. Me and C get on really well, beacsue we're on the same wavelength, and we can talk about things that other people won't get but we do.
She can talk to other people, though.
And she said today that I had an effect on her, and that when she was with me she always thought about writing or about philosophical things and she didn't when she was with other people.
Which is kind of YAY, but you see, she can be on their wavelength as well as mine.
And I just seem to be on my own little wavelength.
Idk.
I'm glad I'm on my wavelength, though. Wouldn't trade it for anything. I'd just rather like to know how the hell conversation skills WORK.
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@Lantern: *nods*
We were then talking about being homeschooled and how much better it would be learning-wise but how we would never speak to anyone if we were because we're so antisocial. XD
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My French teacher tells u we should know what EVERY WORD and EVERY EXPRESSION means, and when you know what it means, it's easier to memorise, too. :)
My German teacher tells us we don't need to understand any of it, we just have to memorise it, and we should just copy vocab from the sheets because it's accurate and just memorise that.
-_-
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There are homeschool co-ops for socializing. Some of them are really just playgroups, but the one I go to has classes you can take. The science teacher is really popular because she will bring in animals. One time her wallaby she was caring for got loose. That was interesting.
There's also a math tutor and a good Spanish teacher (the French guy is rubbish, if he's still there), a really awesome drawing teacher, a not-so-awesome drawing teacher (my sister would disagree, but I have a really low opinion of her as a person (for reasons I won't go into) so I have trouble respecting her as a teacher), a good public speaking teacher, a REALLY REALLY AWESOME craft room with a glass teacher and a fiber arts teacher and they're the amazingest people ever. [nods]
@Lantern: That sounds really awesome. :)
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Msd.
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Okay...
I think I might go actually. Sorry. Bye,
That's fine. :)
I'd disappeared, anyway. :P
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(*artfully backflips into this comment thread*
Hullo, Blogland.)
(There is nobody here.
*artfully backflips out of this comment thread*)
(Whoa now . . . I just read some of the comments that came previously,
I thought I was the only person who shipped Volger and Barlow!
My dark little heart has been warmed.
Volger and Barlow: Forever.)
Meow.
Hello.
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Oh! Good, someone is here!
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