I thought the title of this entry was smart and funny, effectively conveying the relief at another tour being over and done with in a winning and whimsical manner. But how many of you are going to miss the John Lennon reference and just puzzle at the "Happy Christmas| part? Ah well. Too late now to go changing it.
So, another tour bites the dust. This was a fun one, lots of people turning up, lots of glares and scowls and cakes and pictures and fist-bumps and many, many moody looks into camera... All in a day's work, really. Thanks to everyone who came along — it was tiring but I had a blast.
And now I'm home, and it's time to get organised.
There's going to be some cool news coming your way over the next few weeks and months. Some of it will make you go "Cool!" and some of it will make you grin. Some of it, of course, will make you weep, as it's coming up to that time when I'll have to start plotting out Book Nine. Most of you will still be reeling from the events of LSODM, so you'll know not to trust me. For some reason, the tagline from the original Texas Chain Saw Massacre is floating through my head...
"Who will survive, and what will be left of them?"
The good news is, now that the pressure of editing and touring is off, I'll be able to get back to my regular (ahem) blogging and Twitter routine, so I should be chatting to you guys a little more often than I have been. Hopefully.
The fact is, I'm going to be incredibly busy for the next year. Want a brief rundown on what I have ahead of me?
1) Plot, write and finish Book Nine by March.
2) Work on Mystery Project 2.
3) Write 10 brand new short stories for the Skulduggery Collection out next Summer.
4) Work on Mystery Project 3.
5) Devise, plan and start writing New Book Series by September 2014.
6) Work on Mystery Project 4.
All that, and blog and tweet and play with my nieces. Oh, and my nephew.
Nephew, you say? But Golden God, you don't HAVE a nephew. I do now, gentle Minion. Born this afternoon, weighing in at over 9 pounds, Baby Skulduggery is now part of my Baby Army of Terror, and he is to be feared.
(Okay fine, my sister hasn't OFFICIALLY named him Baby Skulduggery, but come on... How could she NOT?)
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«Oldest ‹Older 3001 – 3200 of 4949 Newer› Newest»Hello Skyril!
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Hi Sky...
Greetings and salutations, Adamantha! Pleasure to make your acquaintance! ~shakes hand~
Hey Skyril. I'm fine, how are you?
#ChaseForBook9
*salutes to Mara*
Yeah... *gets a phone call, and picks it up, muttering*
lol, Mara!
~hugs~
I KNOW!
Girls have it so much worse than guys it seems sometimes!
(I was agreeing with you...)
#ChaseForBook9
Gtg, hopefully back soon!
Until later!
#ChaseForBook9
I am good, Trip!
My birthday's on Monday, and tomorrow I am making tiramisu because my brother John loves it and told me I should make it :P
Bye Adam!
#ChaseForBook9
Well happy birthday. *hands an ambiguous present*
#ChaseForBook9
Ugh. Ok. I didn't think she'd get here this quickly...
I TOLD y'all I couldn't stay long xD. ~Headdesk~
Anyway, I'll come back soon.
~hugs everyone~ :]
Thanks, Trip! :D
Bye Fabi! Happy early birthday, Sky
...*sits there awkwardly with nothing to do*
Bye Skyril!
#ChaseForBook9
Mara might be gone...
Hmm...
*makes a portal* hmm......
:/ it's quiet now, isn't it?
Please don't leave... :l
You all left, didn't you?
*sits down, the portal closing on itself*. *hides ONG he towel* Okay..
*in
MEEYOWWW
Hi Jubi
Ok it's posted, i have o go now. Bye everyone, enjoy my blog and posts.
Bacck
Hi... It appears some of our friends poofed..
Damn. I knew those three hours would be too soon
YES OMG I CAN GO SEE CATCHING FIRE BEFORE THE REST OF MY FRIENDS BECAUSE MY ONE FRIEND IS IN GIRL SCOUTS AND SHE GOT PERMISSION FROM HER LEADER FOR ME TO GO MUHAHAH
I can see what all my friends are g Depresso....oing as for Esteddfod and my army costume is still on my bed...
... Catching Fire? What is... Bah, modern media, too fast for me.
*gives Sir a weird look*
Omg Rose i'm going as a Redhood for Halloween or a Sense-Warden not sure
What is it, Adrasdos?
*cautiously walks up to right in front of him, not saying anything, giving him an abnormal look*
... Adrasdos, speak to me. This behavior is most unnatural for you.
*sits by tree* I had thoughts about Nafira I just was at Key Club and like it hit me and omfg Nafira...
*scampers off behind a tree*
*walks to tree* Adrasdos, explain yourself! This scampering about like some kind of animal is MOST unnatural, and disgraceful!
*glares at him, climbing the tree like a squirrel, perched on a branch above him, hissing*
... I... What on earth is going on?
*takes out a stick and some string, tying the string to the end of the stick and skewering a worm with a leaf, putting it on the other end of the string, lowering it from the branches slowly, letting the worm hang right in front of Sir*
Ah, yes, in regards to Nafira- I've a bit of a... Moral dilemma, I suppose one might say. One of my names has grown quite fond of Zafira, in a romantic manner. Of course, that name is just as much me as my first true name is me. I could allow that name to assume control over the others, as my first currently does, however I would be different. And I'll admit I am quite unsure of what would be the most morally sound course of action. ((My apologies if this comment is late; occasionally my internet connection is slow.))
#ChaseForBook9
*raises and lowers the stick, making the worm seem like it's swimming*
Hello Sir, Adra.
Adra, I am unsure of what you are attempting to accomplish presently, however your actions are clearly upsetting Sir, so I would advise against continuing to conduct yourself in this manner.
#ChaseForBook9
*waves to Nic*
Niccolò...I think it'd be interesting actually what would happen in you allowed that name to assume control I undortunatly gtg to choir so Niccolò I wish I could stay so if you can I can talk to you by like say 9:15pm? I'm sorry
*grins*
*softly places the worm on the tip of his nose*
You've no need to apologize, Zafira. I would merely be a different person. That is all. The part of me you've come to know would be suppressed along with my other names. I imagine I shall be present here at that time, although I cannot promise that.
#ChaseForBook9
*string and stick begin to disintegrate* Adra, please. You are more mature than this.
#ChaseForBook9
*rolls her eyes and brings the worm back up, pulling a dead seal from her backpack and placing it at the end of the line, lowering it*
I don't want to force you to do anything Niccolò but if you want to do this....you can. I'll be with you if you want to follow through. I promise that. *smiles going to the treehouse* ((yes 9:15-9:20pm I'll be back! Don't get hurt))
Adrasdos. I will give you one last chance. I am no fish to be toyed with, or a fish of any sort. I will not tolerate such baiting, as such.
*the seal falls on the ground and she looks at the stump of her stick and frowns*
*looks down at Sir and waves, taking out a bag of gummy worms, climbing higher into the tree and sticking her tongue out at him*
Sir, while Adra is indeed acting out of term in an offensive fashion, I would ask that you consider both that she has not physically harmed you, and that she is clearly not herself. Violence, in this situation, while perhaps satisfactory, is unnecessary.
#ChaseForBook9
*turn, not term. Pardon me.
#ChaseForBook9
I... Bah!
*takes a deep breath*
I refuse to be danced upon a line like someone's PUPPET.
*throws worms down from the treetops*
*scrambles down and sits Sir on a chair and ties the chair to a string and it floats up like a balloon, taking Sir with it*
.... You are referencing this, of all things, Adrasdos? Your baiting is most inappropriate. I... Shall not fight you.
*shrugs, walking with the balloon, eating more worms*
Hello, Adamantha.
Thank you, Sir.
Adra... *winces* *takes a deep breath* Nevermind...
#ChaseForBook9
*carefully ties the string to a mailbox*
*stands back*
... Adrasdos...
*unties Sir from both the chair and string*
#ChaseForBook9
*gives him a strange look*
...
Never mind.
I think I'll ghost for the time being.
Ballet starts in nine minutes... :-(
#ChaseForBook9
I was of the mind that you are fond of your dance class.
#ChaseForBook9
*nods to Fabi*
*steps forward and carefully and slowly reaches up and takes Sir's top hat*
... That is it. Adrasdos. PLEASE. I BEG of you. Cease this. I want absolutely NOTHING regrettable to happen that would taint the mood.
*Drew stands and watches Adra*
Um... Adra?? What the hell is wrong with you??
*puts the hat back, but doesn't move, still giving him a strange look*
*deep sigh*
*grins cheesily then meanders off, swaying slightly*
I'm staying home on the sofa...
Sick...
:-/
#ChaseForBook9
I believe I now know the feeling, Adamantha...
*Drew follows her and takes a hold of her, looking slightly concerned*
Adra? Are you alright?
*hugs Fabi*
*carefully sits down in the grass, drawing symbols into the dirt*
*blinks and looks at Drew weirdly before going back to the symbols*
My condolences, Adamantha. I do hope you recover quickly.
#ChaseForBook9
*Drew sits down beside her*
Have you taken anything unusual today?
Has anyone given you anything??
*tilts her head to the side, raising an eyebrow*
Adra. Can you speak at all?
#ChaseForBook9
*nods*
*pauses*
*shrugs*
What... What exactly is going through your mind, Adra?
Hello, Drew.
#ChaseForBook9
*grins* *raises a hand to her lips in a "Shh" gesture*
I think something is wrong Nico, this isn't like her at all.
...
*rolls her eyes again*
I would agree. What, then, do you propose we do?
#ChaseForBook9
*looks on curiously*
I have no idea...
I dunno if it's a potion, something she drank, something she ate, something distorting her mind...
The possibilities are endless!
*blinks* *suppresses a grin, pulling out a book and opening it to a specific page, showing it to him*
*the heading says:* MEDITATION *the rest is in ancient Aramaic*
*Drew frowns as he looks at the page*
Meditation?
Is she meditating or does she need to mediate?
*shrugs*
*pulls outa notebook with thinks she was taking down from the chapter*
*one note says: "This form allows the user to become less tired by cutting other uses if energy every day*
*Drew sighs*
Goddamn it Adra...
Adra? Sweetie?
I need you to come out of meditation. Please.
*frowns, looking confused*
*waves her hand in front if his face*
*A look of panic appears on Drew's face*
I... I dunno how to help you babe...
*frowns, nodding slightly and looking back at the ground, tracing a finger through the mud*
*Drew runs his hands through his hair and tries to think. Watching Adra tracing her finger, he lets out a deep breath*
*ignores him, continuing her sketch*
*checks her watch and looks around for all her other friends*
*Drew sees her checking her watch*
Who are you waiting for sweetie?
*gestures to the obviously empty Blogland*
...*shoulders slump and looks at the map she drew, stomping it out and going back I the fire to wait*
Niccolò you aint here boy
*looks at her watch*
...
I'm sorry.
#ChaseForBook9
*tilts her head to the side*
Huh? Why? Zaffy gonna go insane bleh okay I guess I'll wait though
*shakes her head sadly and looks at the fire*
hello...?
*nods*
If Niccolò isnt on in 5min im going to bed becauae im tired
[Shrugs and says nothing]
#ChaseForBook9
*stays quiet*
Oh screw this Adra has mental issues I'm just gonna go to bed now because well I am actually tired for once
*disappears into the shadows*
((i am still here!!))
*looks hurt* *bites her cheek*
[Nods at Zaf]
That's very helpful, you know.
[Tilts head at Adra, thinking]
#ChaseForBook9
((Night Zaf [hugs]
((Hi Snow.
#ChaseForBook9
*looks at Mantha*
[Shrugs]
I have absolutely no idea what's going on!
#ChaseForBook9
g2g but may be back
Bye Snow!
Thinking is so hard...
#ChaseForBook9
((Contemporary just began a few minutes ago...
((Adra, I really have no idea how to help you... I can try, though...
#ChaseForBook9
((I don't need help.. MSD though OH SHIT MY PHONE AUTOMATICALLY UPDATED TO IOS 7 LIFE OVER))
((Okay...
((I've heard...a lot about that update.
#ChaseForBook9
*nods, looking scared*
*head droops and she falls asleep, relaxed by the warmth of the fire*
*stands in the shadows, a creepy smile on my face*
*pots hands together, looking over the steeple*
I've been expecting you
((HI!!! i was in the mood to be creepy XD))
Sleep well, Adra.
[Raises eyebrow at Snow] That was dramatic.
#ChaseForBook9
[cue manic laugher]
MWAHAHAHAHA!!!
Brilliant. Just...brilliant.
[Applauds sarcastically]
#ChaseForBook9
*glares*
oh, ha ha ha XD
T.T
[Mimics Snow's glare]
#ChaseForBook9
xP
#ChaseForBook9
*falls over laughing*
*between laughing* you... you look so... ridiculous...
Of course I do. I am me, after all.
[Uses finger extensions to shove Snow from behind]
#ChaseForBook9
2/5 x 1/2 = ... IDK!!!
*throws my spare fez*
WEAR IT!!!
You know what? I'm done dealing with you!
[Bicycles off]
((Irl, I'm going to try and sleep now. Time of day.
#ChaseForBook9
bye snark/fab!!
*rains fezzes*
YAY!!
*thinks*
should i keep this pic??
okay, i'll keep this for now.
g2g
...hello...?
*thinks fab has mental issues*
Thank you so much for the vote of confidence. That makes me feel so much better about myself, but guess what? Guess what? I honestly don't care anymore.
I'm a sleepy, and somewhat grumpy poet. Deal with it.
#ChaseForBook9
*nods*
now i think your sane again.
[Barks in sarcastic laughter]
I think I'm going to go before I lash out!
Ciao!
#ChaseForBook9
bye XD
That's the thing, though. It isn't funny to me.
I'm sorry. I shouldn't have commented in the first place.
#ChaseForBook9
...
Downloading iOS on my iPod...
@fab :-/
@death hey *hugs* you okay?
I said that I was fine yesterday. I'm always fine. I've been through worse.
okay then.
*grins* Murder Rose from the SP books reminds me of you...
I know... I chose my name before I read that book with her in it...
g2g, bye!
Good things that happened today:
1. Last day of term finished, and now it's the holidays!
2. Won in the Teachers VS Students game! SMAHED 'EM TEACHERS!
3. Got Grand Theft Auto 5. So that's good.
4. I made this list!
Congrats, Duck
Well, that's… lucky… I suppose.
NOW IT'S TIME TO DED!!!!!
I dedicate this page to…THE WORLD!
Without the world no one would be around and Blogland would be a boring place.
*Raises glass* Hear hear...
I'm going to the library with my friend Karla after school :)
And they have free wifi :3
I should have brought my iPad... But then again, I have to do my homework :c
I don't think there's any point to this :P
Ow. Cramps. *winces*
Um yeah
pinapples
#ChaseForBook9
Pineapples are cool....
I don't like pinapples.. :P
.. Or do I? *frowns*
UGH I CAN SEE MY SCHOOL FROM HERE /-.-\
Gtg, bye! *hugs Death* Love you :) x
And we danced all night to the best song ever... :3
#ChaseForBook9
...
Bye Mara...
...
The car bumped across the highway. The radio hummed dully in the background. The two women in the font of the car chatted about nonessential matters - politics, cities, men - while the three boys in the middle were on their iPods, playing Call of Duty on the same server, but in the back of the car, Death Rose was staring at the roof.
She watched it become illuminated as cars passed and street lamps flew by. It was more interesting than listening to her little brother and his friends play or her step-mother and sister talk. Her dog had its head on her lap and Death's right hand played with its long, floppy ears.
She shifted position slightly - the position she was in had started to make her backside numb - and her head lolled back. She yawned and light flashed either side of the car.
"Are we in Alex yet?" Rohan announced and Death groaned.
"Two more towns..."
Rohan's head whipped towards her in shock. "I forgot you were here! Xav, Colby, this is Danni."
Death raised her hand in greeting. "How's it going?"
Rohan's two friends didn't seem to take any notice in her - as per usual. "Do you know the wizards!? If you take them back here and..."
Death didn't care what they said anymore. Their words swam through her head, leaving no imprint in her mind. It was almost like they were talking in another language.
"Hey Dannielle?" Her step-mum called out.
"Yo." She replied lazily.
"How's the back?"
She pursed her lips. Her knees were crushed against the back seat, the bags had fallen on her several times, her backside hurt from the hard seat and no matter how she positioned herself, she couldn't get comfortable. "It's fine."
Her step-mother returned to talking to Death's part sister and she turned her head to the roof.
The roof was light grey. There were small diamonds in the material that you could only see if your face was inches away or if you felt it. It was also-
Death shifted again, glowering through the window and into the night. Her spine throbbed. As did her lower back and hips. Her right thigh was completely numb. Her left calf had shooting pains dancing through. Her jeans hugged her thin legs and for a moment, she hated her genes.
Her real mother, the mother who'd been murdered when she was three, was tall and thin. She had arms and legs like twigs, a waist than looked amazing in tight dresses, legs that looked like a model's. but her face was amazing. Death missed out on that part of the genes. Her face was slender and her nose seemed too big and looked like a hawk's when on a side view. She hated it...
"Dannielle!" Rohan called, shaking Death awake.
"Yo...?" She murmured, rubbing her eyes. "Yo...?"
"You were asleep on my bag..." His voice was unimpressed. "And we're here."
"Ah..." She said, pushing herself up. "I had the strangest dream..."
"Yeah, I don't care." Rohan looked impatient. Death poked her tongue out, rolled her eyes wagged her head side to side with a curled lip. "Get up."
Nice Rose. :)
Hey Connor... Thanks.... Did you hear...? About yesterday morning?
No? What happened?
I slit both my wrists... I nicked an artery... I'm fine now though... Doctors say I was lucky... *Looks down*
Like, I'm still not in a good mental spot but the doctors fixed me up and sent me home today...
-sighs, and hugs Rose-
It's all right. Just don't do it again.
Are you all right?
*Pushes Connor away*
I can't guarantee that I won't. I'm not in a good place... I'm trying to write a book to get my mind off all this... All this shit...
I'm fine though, I'm always fine. I've been through worse...
Doctors say two more minutes and I'd be gone.
Okay, I know I'm a bloody idiot. I know that. I know that I'm getting into some pretty deep shit. I know. I'm trying to escape but I can't! I seriously can't! I gave up yesterday night! I was ready to go but my parents stopped it!
I'm an idiot. I hate me. You should too...
Ember minus umbrellas cos I'm trying to be seriousish:
DEATH. We will never ever hate you. Please don't give up. You have to just keep trying. I know it sounds difficult, but you'll get a break sooner than you think.
Please. I don't know what to say. I've never been good at these speeches. I can't do them. And I can't tell you in words how much all of us love you, how much we want you to live, how much we want you to blossom and finally come up top.
AND WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
I don't know if you're still here, but I suggest you find another mother-figure for Bruno... I don't want him growing up with someone like me as his mother...
Bye...
*Walks away*
Just remember, it's not your fault. It's a chemical problem in your brain, and it does NOT have to be permanent.
You don't actually have to TRY try. It won't go away like that. It has to be done at a subconscious level.
So all you have to do is keep going and don't give up, because to not do that would be the ONLY way to fail. The human body is smart. It figures things out by itself.
DON'T YOU DARE WALK AWAY.
STAY HERE.
THIS IS A PERFECTLY NATURAL THING YOU ARE GOING THROUGH AND IT WILL PASS, LIKE ALL THINGS DO. IT MAY TAKE A WHILE. BUT THE END WILL BE WORTH IT.
IT SORTS ITSELF OUT. IT DOES.
The important thing is we love you.
And I'm sorry because I can't make people feel happy or inspired like the other guys can.
Like YOU can, for that matter.
I'm sorry. I wish somebody else was here to tell you what I'm trying to tell you but they're not. And I wish I understood exactly what was happening but I can't.
Please hold on.
Please.
Danielle, don't you dare say how we should feel about you.
Now I talked to you practically all day yesterday and I told you that we are all here for you whether you like it or not. We will always be here for you.
You keep calling me amazing. You keep saying that I am so strong.
I'm not.
I'm just surviving.
I've tried to kill myself 3 times in the past 4 weeks. I now have home help in case I try to do it again, a babysitter for me! I am going through an obnoxious custody battle with the bitch of the century for no fucking reason at all and there are times where I just sit in my bed and bang my head against the wall, literally.
And the only thing that has kept me alive, sane and secure is knowing that I have everyone here on the blog for me.
And it's about time you took that advantage too.
I'm not amazing. I'm not strong. I'm not even happy most of the times, but I survive because of all of you.
You need to take time for yourself. You need to slowly start seeing what we see in you which is strength, modesty, honesty and above all friendship. Without these traits, you wouldn't be the best friend, the little sister or the protector of friends who need it.
And I know if Chase was here, he would be saying exactly the same as me. Knowing that being a survivor is much more rewarding then being a martyr.
Don't think that your legacy is tainted because you are in a dark place. Those dark places are lessons for your legacy, your presence to become even stronger. But you need to let it happen.
We all believe in you. We all love you. And we will always be here to help you.
Whether you like it or not.
Oi, Adra!!!
Where the fuck are you going lol
Em, it's how I've lived my whole life. I've been shot down too many times to cry about it, I just pick myself back up... But I'm emotionless.
All my life I'm told myself that I was beautiful but my family are absolutely stunning. They tell me that I'm not beautiful. That's how my life has been for years. I'm come to terms with it. But I can't accept people telling me I'm beautiful. I can't take compliments. It's one of my many ugly flaws...
Do you think I'm Naomi Campbell or something?!
I'm a short arsed, pudgy little thing but that never stopped me because I forgot about my outside looks and I have just gone with my inside.
You are beautiful, not because of your outer shell because because of the inside. The real you we get to see, ugly flaws and all. That's why you're beautiful because you just show us the real you.
I think I'm going to take a few days off here... I'll write some more... Try to get at least two pages written a day...
Em, I'm not even beautiful on the inside. I'm a sharp-tongued, annoying, spiteful brat. I just choose to limit what I say on here. If I was really to be who I am on here, you'd hate me too.
I wouldn't hate you. And I know I wouldn't hate you.
Because you're just like me.
No Em, you're sweet and kind and amazing.
I, on the other hand, get people to hate me within the first five minutes of meeting me.
I put on a persona when people first meet me. I draw them into thinking that I'm this brilliant person.
I'm not.
I push everyone away. If someone is getting too close, I become vicious towards them. Even if someone tries to call me out, I can get physical.
There were times were I got physical with Chase because he was just trying to help.
But for some strange and mystifying reason, I have let all of you on the blog get past my defences and I know the same can happen for you.
You just have to let it.
Em, I've tried so hard... I've tried coming in when I'm at my weakest point so many times, it's worked a few but yesterday it didn't. I couldn't do nothing. I'm closed off...
But you keep pulling away.
You need to start being honest about yourself to yourself before you become honest with us.
We are your friends. We always will be. But you have to let us do our job.
Please Rose...
Hey, Death. I have this friend- really sister, like you- who views life and herself with the same darkness that both you and Em do. She's very loud, and she calls people idiots and things like that- if she thinks you're exceptionally awesome, she'll call you "a little s***". That's what she calls me. Now, I know what she really means when she says that. I have, like, a filter, I guess. Just because I know her so well. Most people are put off by that, though. Most people think she's belittling them or she's arrogant or egotistical. They have no idea what she's really like, because she just doesn't have the energy to actually act how she feels. Also, if she did act the way she feels... Bad things would happen for her. Anyway, my point is, no matter how you acted in real life, I wouldn't hate you. I'd never hate you. This sister I have- she only has three friends, myself included. Most of us, she barely ever gets to speak to. She has such a small number of friends because we were the only ones stubborn enough to stay when she spent months or years trying to push us away. So basically, I don't care how much you're convinced I'd hate you after five minutes of meeting you- I wouldn't.
#ChaseForBook9
You've hard the statistics, yeah? One in seven commits suicide. There are seven people in my family, mua included.
I'm trying. I'll have you know that. I'm trying so hard to be the person you deserve to be around but... I can't...
Crap. I'm crying.
I don't want you to have to try. Try to live- yes. God, yes. It's hard, but that's one thing I will always tell you to try for. But try to make yourself a different person for us? Don't do that. Just be you. I know you're trying, and I'm grateful for that- I really am. And you know if you come here at your lowest point, I will always do my absolute best to pull you out of it. I'll just keep commenting, and you can just keep reading. We've done that before. I'm sorry I can't be here all the time- if I could, I would. But... Oh. I've forgotten my point. Well, anyway, you are beautiful, and I love you, and I'm going to try to help you learn to see that in yourself. Just keep trying to live.
#ChaseforBook9
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