A few hours ago I was sent the finalists for the Gordon Edgley Book Review competition, where people had to review books that they (or anyone else) had never actually read. These reviews were BRILLIANT. We got some of the best, most imaginative responses back, and it was not easy picking winners.
But picking winners is what I had to do, and so the winners are Patricia Snake, Sophie Carter, Ella Corkum and Katie Roberts-Malpass.
Huge congratulations to the winners, and a huge congratulations to EVERYONE who entered. You have kept me entertained...!
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(I did The Coward Corporal Fleece, but it was a bit short, really. Still, giant camels.)
[PSA] I am collecting emails so I would be able to contact (or simply chat with) people when it is needed and they are not on Blogland. Please provide yours if you want.
(@Trip giant camels? Derek, you need to make this happen!)
*Pokes Loki's chest*
Hello...?
(I tend to find it hard to post lyrics, because a lot of my favourites lie in the syllable placement, and I don't know how to type out those phonetics properly, kind of. So it's just occurred to me that in a lot of my comments, I'm actually lyricsspamming, but I backspaced back over it because it wasn't right with the syllables split into words instead of sounds.)
@Tia: Sure thing - will do that. :)
Ah, yes Tia, thanks for reminding me.
I'm making a database of contact details. I'm going to try and make a difinitive list of every bloglandian ever's current email, to make sure the valuable people we meet here can't get lost in time.
Gtg everyone bye
I have the same problem Taia.
Not to mention, the stuff I listen to doesn't really have a beautiful message I want to share.
Goodbye Garrett.
http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/limousines/verybusypeople.html
Lol, Death.
@Trip that is a very good idea.
(Though I only have the emails of people who have given them to me, if someone refuses, I won't ask someone else for the email. So I can only give you emails if people allow me to share them. I seem to respect privacy. Very peculiar)
(The song, anyone?)
(Bye, Garret!)
(Trip, I am out of music, feel free to email me any song you like. Any song at all.)
(Yes, I'm somewhat more evil in that sense. But honestly, I have pretty much all of them anyway, it's more about keeping the list up to date and making people contactable on a short notice.)
(Don't worry, I won't start spamming you with lyrics of songs from the eighties.)
*cue Jim Carrey*
(Look up the loop for this)
What is love?
Baby, don't hurt me.
Don't hurt me.
No more.
deathyrose@gmail.com
Nice idea, Trip. :)
Bye Garrett!
@Trip: *tilts head*
I don't know if mine does, always, either. A lot of the music I listen to, I don't have a clue what's being sung about.
Like Pavement, I have no idea what Steven Malkmus is singing about, I don't think I understand a single one of his lyrics. But I really like them, phonetically. And so typing them doesn't work, because I can't type like he sings. idk.
I don't think things need a beautiful message in order to be share-worthy?
Dunno. :)
And, on a side note - I wouldn't mind in the very least if you spammed with lyrics from the eighties.
Most of what I listen to happened between the 70s and 90s, I think. ^^
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around or hurt you
Msd
My musical tast skips decades. 60s, 80s, 00s.
A bit of an odd pattern.
Also don't really mind music from the 40s, actually.
(@Trip spam me all you like)
(@Taia time to explain. The (spoof) song is in Japanese (lyrics are a translation) slightly based (melody-wise) on a 1976 British punk rock song I've never actually listened to. The spoof song appears in 2009's Fish Story - a film about how this song prevented the apocalypse. It's a good film. 7.7 on imdb.)
(@Trip If Fallout 3 taught me anything, it's that 40s music is where it's at.)
(There's nothing wrong with Rick Astley x10)
@Trip: *laughs* I heard Never Gonna Give You Up earlier this afternoon, actually. :P ^^
*laughs again* :P
I don't think my musical taste ignores any decades, particularly, which is nice to know, I guess. :)
The thing I sometimes don't get about people referring to musical taste in decades is that, you still have different genres and styles and sounds within eras?
Like, comparing The Jesus and MAry Chain's '87 album 'Darklands' to aforementioned Rick Astely, of the same year, I probabaly wouldn't draw direct similarity? ^^
@Tia: *tilts head* Oh, wow. :)
*writes that down for future reference*
*is forced to watch Nazi propaganda as part of History course on the Holocaust*
Holyshitthisisracist!
(@Taia I'm giving her all she's got, Captain!)
we have to write a one page story for a kid. like 8-or-younger kid.
and
i don't know anyone younger than 10
and i don't see 10-year-olds as kids. because they don't like those kind of books anymore.
and
i can't write to my 8-year-old self because
i was reading chapter books
before i was 6
i was never the kind of kid that loved fairytales
and
gahhhhhhh
@Tia: :/
I guess hope that it won't happen again can at least come from the fact that everybody seems to recognise how awful the Holocaust was?
ANd
Starrrrrrrr Trrrrrekkkkkkk ﾉ(･ω･)ﾉ
whhhhhhhhyyyyyyyy
@Snow: D: D: D:
Um.
RESEARCH!
See if you can find some to read to get an idea of what you should be doing?
(I don't have the personal experience, either, sorry.
Although by my understanding, fairy tales tend to be very straightforward & similar in structure.
You have an introduction - a middle/thing they want/are forced to do - a twist/problem - overcoming that problem - and an end.)
I can't wait for work exp!!
@Rose: YAy! What'll you be doing? :)
Admin, maintenance, packing, cooking and training... For a hiking/camping/outdoorsy place...
(@Rose that sounds nice, and will cover quite a few things.)
(@Taia KHAAAAAAAN!!!)
Oh, sounds like fun! I hope it's all you're expecting it to be, then. :) ^^
I, like most of us, worked in a primary school for my year 10 work experience, because I didn't know what else to do around here, really. Learned that my future jobs probably will not be working with young children. Too scary. O_O
shit
i somehow just broke one of my USB's
and
now i'm pissed and sad because it had a whole bunch of important-to-me stuff on it and
GAHHHH
WHY
I AM SO ANNOYED
now not only do i not have any story when everyone else is nearly done, but i also have a broken USB
i really just want to curl up in a ball and cry
Tia:
Do you Star Trek?
:0
@Snuuuuu: D:
*hugs*
Hey, hey. Calm. Is it possible that it could be fixed, if you need what's on there that much?
i don't know
i honestly don't
i hope so.
...
@Snow: If crying will help, then it's always okay to do that, for a little while. ^^
Do you have a deadline for your story? If you've got a while to go, it doesn't matter how far ahead others are.
And- is there anybody who might know, who you can ask?
BRB
(*runs in and hugs Snow*
Oh, poor Snow, I hope everything works itself out, life tends to do that.
*runs back out because malfunctioning sewing machine*)
today.
the deadline, and start day, is today.
i
i think im just
GAH
can i just write this and hand it in?
Look, I can’t write for young people. I can’t. It’s not in my nature. Because to me, everyone is equal. Like, never-talk-down-to-anyone equal. So writing specifically for “children”, I think, is stupid. Like, no one likes being thought of as inferior, even if they quite obviously are. So I simply refuse.
(@Snow that is sound reasoning, it's this respect for readers of all ages that makes Derek a good writer... so I don't know. I hope it works out.)
(@Taia We are looking for the nuclear wessels in Almeda.)
it's either i turn that in, or this:
Eyknb.,zfbjscxh,n bsefcjknvhaadfgkwszguabhjkendfms,zcxvghbjkenw fadscguyzhxbjnm egafbchzjnmwgeradsyzchxjknm,rgedfsycihnm aer 9uiphoaejklrngfsv areigufhojsvnlkme,ra esuirhgjklhuijklsvne ueoisr guiosehgjlknvhsekt iuhsltgjn setguoels kjtg erguohl kresgl setoghlserihgk s ig hgjknm,dsfg esrkgl sergiulhn etshgre kjshnrmdgherspj lgnesr gjpnsejrktnmdf,gvhjknm sretghw erksglfhdjvn 3rseghn wsrehuidgjnfk sekr
because that is all i have written.
(@Snow is that code or just random button taps?)
(Maybe find inspiration in other children's books/stories?)
Then don't, Snow. Don't talk down to them, don't make them inferior.
Choose a basic plot that you would read. Approach any sensitive issues either sensitively or sensibly.
Consider it not as a story for 8 years olds, because I agree that that is stupid criteria, and instead write fore someone who wants to be read a one-to-two page story summary like The Ugly Duckling, or the Golden Goose or something about royalty. Maybe consider it like you're trying to make a point, and this is a fable like The Lion and the Mouse or the the hare and the tortoise, because sometimes fairy stories will be there to teach a certain message.
You don't have to treat somebody as inferior in order to write a basic story outline in full sentences.
Tia, they like you very much but they are not the hell your whales.
(Going to sleep now, good night!)
@Snow: what is mean to say is write about whatever you want, but so that it can be understood at a low reading level and fit into fewer lines - so just less detailed. My suggestion would be to ignore what it says about age and jusy outline a short story.
But, best of luck, in any case. *hugs* :)
MSD
check out my latest posts on a little crazy XD
(and i think my teacher understands why i couldn't write)
The two story post, i mean
*hugs taia*
Oh, man, time. ._.
*really ought to sleep, too*
Sorry to leave you, Slow. I hope it turns out OK one way or another. ^^
Bye!
(My phone! It lives and my music it's all there, haven't checked that the audio works yet but it's okay for now....ejidnweijndijewndijwendijewnidjnewijd...I'm so excited!)
...
Arnold and Philip are going to kill me if they read my blog....
oops.
YES OMG YESSSS
I DIDN'T THINK I HAD THE THINGS ON THE USB THAT BROKE ON ANOTHER ONE
BUT I DID
YESSSSSSS
YEESSSSS
YESSSSSSSSSS
:DDDDDDDDDD
Ohh... I like your name... ^^
oi.
i am not strange
Like you can talk, pear.
actually, Saph came up with it.
And i'm not strange, i'm odd.
there's a difference.
g2g, ninja lessons (this is an actual thing my school organised as a reward thing :DDD)
*hugs pear because perfect*
*slips away*
Today I dropped the jar of peanut butter. It shattered and my dad and I cleaned it up and my brother and I almost missed the bus. School was school, boring. I was walking home when my phone felling out of my pocket some how landing face first at a certain angle on the ground and the screen shattered. Twice. Twice in one day!!!!! And before today I don't remember the last time I did something like that!!!! Argh!! So now my phone has a huge crack in the screen and bits of glass keep falling out. Oi...
Sheep. PIE.
(Hello and Goodbye, Dugglyn.)
"Just go. We're not talking."
I leave to go stay at my friends' houses for two nights and the house is a mess. Dishes haven't been done for a while, rubbish all over the kitchen, no curtains open, no one gave the rabbit water today, no one fed the birds, no one even brought the washing in off the lines.
Then I realise, while my sister has been out being a whore an my brother has been sitting inside stuffing his face with whatever junk he can find while watching YouTube, I have been the only one doing any work.
I'm the one who feeds the animals, even if they're not mine. I'm the one who has been keeping the kitchen clean. I'm the one who does the laundry because no one else can be bothered.
I walk in and see the mess and I'm instructed that I have to bathe the dog. No 'hi's. No 'how was the sleepover?' All I got was 'Mum said you have to give the dog a bath because it has shit on its ass.'
And I tell them that they should clean.
"Oh, no. I think we're the ones that do all the work around here."
Yeah.
I believe you.
I can see how much work went into cleaning the kitchen. I can see how much work it was for you to put your take-away food in the rubbish bin.
I try to stand up and say that they didn't do anything and this is all I get:
"Just go. We're not talking."
(Hello, Rose. How are you?)
(Your situation sounds somewhat irritating. I am sorry.)
Here until I finally pass out...
(Hello, Blake.)
(Hello everyone.
Wow Rose, *hugs*)
(Hello, Raven. How are you?)
Hey Raven, glad to hear your phone's alright.
(Thanks Blake. How are you?
I'm great thanks, Commander, yourself?)
(I am average, thank you.)
Tired, once again I'm staying awake in hopes Chi will be on sometime soon.
(Well let's hope for the best Blake, in the meantime, I have absolutely nowhere to be and am happy to keep you company until she comes.
That's good to hear Commander.)
Forget it.
(Rose, in life, there will always be people who knock you down. But don't let it stop you. Keep getting back up. As I said to Silente - strength is not a measure of how hard you can hit, but a measure of how hard you can get hit and still continue. Stand strong.)
(Rose, you don't screw everything up, you really don't and anyone who says you do isn't worthy of your time or friendship.)
(Commander?)
(*hugs rose tightly* *slaps her family for being lazy or for being a 'whore'*)
(sorry for falling asleep so early last night Soph.)
*doesn't move from her position or make a noise*
*she is at war with herself and thus is in no state to answer the question*
(Hello Silente. How are you?)
(Yes, Raven?
It is no problem, Silente.)
(Just checking if you were still here.)
(I am. *nods*)
(Clearly.)
(hey raven. Still ill. Very tired. You?)
*sits up and crosses her legs, elbows on knees, head in hands*
(I'm sorry to hear that, I hope you get better soon. I'm great, thanks.)
(good! No more nightmares?
How are you Soph?)
Phaestra: Have you made a decision, vampire?
(Meh, I have weird dreams about Raven and Raven's alter-ego but they don't really disturb me anymore. I just tend to look at them as stories or movies but then the stuff that happens I add into my book of Raven related things.
Also, I haven't had the chance to congratulate you on the proposal, that's for the Sil, Sil, not you Sil.)
(Sil: thanks ravens author!)
No...yes...both.
*sighs*
*head still in hands*
I hate you so much...
Phaestra: What is your decision?
I.. I can't live without Viv.. but I can't promise I won't kill, because of what I am and how easy it is to accidentally lose control...
Phaestra: Then you will remain here.
*tilts head* I can put measures in place if you promise.
Measures?
Phaestra: I can make you keep to that promise unless it is actions for self defence. You will be compelled to keep it - you will have no desire to kill or torture and you couldn't physically do it - unless it is self defence.
(Seen this happen before, taking away someone's will to fight. I say no deal, can you not just beat the crap out of Phaestra and then if she comes to Blogland everybody can help right her out.)
*fight
(Phaestra is in her own realm. Where she is somewhat extremely powerful. Silente couldn't beat the crap out of her, even if she tried. She has no body - what Silente sees is just a projection for her convenience.)
(Oh, well that sucks.)
(A little, yes.)
*feels sick at the idea*
*but Viv...*
*would like her as much because she wouldn't be her*
*quietly says* no deal...
(Wooow! Go Sil! Good decision,good decision.)
Phaestra: Then you will remain here. Goodbye, vampire. *body fades* *from all around Silente* If you reconsider, just say so.
*looks up from her daisy chain*
No, not recently. Why is something up?
(Hello, Elleni.)
Phaestra: *makes a copy of herself, and appears in Blogland in a flash of light that solidifies into her form*
*put the daisy chain on her head as a crown*
Would you like to go look for her?
*curls up tightly*
*breathing deeply to keep calm*
*Viv Viv Viv Viv Viv Viv Viv Viv*
*starts imagining what Viv's life would be like without her*
Phaestra: Not exactly. *tilts head*
*looks at Phaestra*
Will you help us find our friend?
Phaestra: That depends whom you have lost.
Phaestra: I am Phaestra, mortal. The goddess of light, life and creation.
*smiles*
I'm Raven, also mortal. Goddess of nothing.
*looks at Elleni*
She seems nice, we should all look for Sil together.
*is slowly getting tenser and tenser, curling tighter and tighter*
*jumps up when she can't take it no more and runs despite knowing hellshe'll get no where, weaving through imaginary trees*
Phaestra: Your insults are unnecessary. I believe you met Minerve?
I know who you are, Raven.
I have seen Silente Tempest, if that is whom you are searching for. She attempted to assassinate someone.
Phaestra: Then why did you claim that there was "another stupid god", mortal?
*decides to leave the talking to Elleni*
*starts to add a second layer to the crown*
*runs faster, trying to outrun her thoughts*
*it works while you run*
*and with this relm keeping her alive she could run forever*
*run for an eternity*
*growls and runs faster*
Phaestra: You do, Elleni.
*tilts head* Do you wish to find your friend or talk?
Phaestra: Then is this exchange not a waste of time?
Your friend is in my realm.
*trips and allows herself to faceplant knowing it will do no harm*
*had no desire to get up or move*
Phaestra: She needs to be.
She spends her life torturing and murdering because she is selfish and greedy. If she was not in my realm, the other gods and goddesses would punish her for her actions.
I have made her a deal. She will torture and kill no one apart from in self-defence, or she will remain in my realm for eternity.
*stands up*
Hey! Last time I checked you can't just go taking people away from their houses and then keep them in your realm. That's abduction and it's not nice.
Phaestra: Is keeping her in my realm not preferable to her being cursed for eternity?
Phaestra: I made this world. I am not a random person.
*tips crown*
Your welcome.
*turns back to Phaestra*
Both options are mean, you are being mean.
*realises she's not very good at arguing*
*sits back down to let Elleni continue*
Phaestra: She will not be returning until she puts her friendship before violence.
Phaestra: If she had, she would have accepted the deal.
I made this world to be beautiful. And I am keeping it that way, no matter what you mortals wish.
Every single life is beautiful. I am only wishing to preserve them.
She has put her friendship before violence. She's getting married, that's a form of friendship. Yes, she may not like daisies and she may not be perfect, but none of us are either. Everybody, and I mean everybody here has tortured and/or killed someone. You can't only punish her.
*rolls over*
*closes her eyes and imagines Viv, growing old with another*
*maybe he'd fall for Annabelle*
*she can't imagine that*
Phaestra: She is only the first. You all will be made this deal, and see what she has seen.
Phaestra: If she promises, I can make her stop. Your opinions are irrelevant, mortal.
(I have to go now. I will be back later.)
(Bye Commander)
IT IS NOW OFFICIALLY SCHOOL HOLIDAYS IN TAS
THIS MEANS FOR TWO WEEKS I CAN STAY HERE LATE (if the wifi is left on)
(kk soph)
(Sil is pro-ing and con-ing now...)
(Yay Snow.
I dedicate this page to holidays, because it means I get to see more of all of you.)
:) hear hear
(I might go back to sleep for a bit now...night! (well morning by my time and evening ish your time but still.))
(Have a good sleep!)
*nods at Arnold*
I don't know if I'll have wifi this weekend... 0.0
I'm so sorry, I didn't fucking plan this shit.
I don't want to be on the houseboat...
Unless I can convince my parents to let me stay at the house, I wont have wifi for the weekend.
Which means I miss my own wedding.
Fucking hell.
(hello / bora da (<means good morning in welsh) (hows is everyone?)
I'm alright.
I'm going to miss my own wedding, so I'm kinda pissed.
And I don't get to talk to Em.
And I don't know when I'll be back on here...
(can you come on, using your phone?)
Hey sweetie, don't worry about it.
I'm out all day tomorrow with The Theatre of Shadows and then probably recovering on Sunday.
I can wait for you.
(Hey Rose. Grab a raincheck for your wedding. You can't have a wedding without the bride.)
(hello raven hows are you?)
(*growls and shoots the dream she just had in the face*)
I think I gave up as soon as I stated with the rune thing.
Today was just too busy.
(10 ton polar bear,
that broke the ice)
(*curls in a ball* I hate dreams.)
(what do you get if you cross a chicken with a cement mixer,
a brick layer!)
*hugs Arnold*
(why sil?)
(*snuggled into snow* you know its bad when even your dreams tell you you aren't needed.)
Shhhhhh
*squishes Arnold* you are needed. And if you don't believe it I'll be forced to find a way to steal you.
I doubt you can steal me snow.
(gtg be back later, bye everyone)
(Sil, you are needed. You are very much needed and I won't let you believe anything else.
*hugs Sil*
And you will be hugged, because hugs begin the healing process.)
(I'm not...even my dreams are confirming it now...*curls up tighter*)
(Hey. I don't care what your dreams tell you, my dreams tell me that if I'm 1 minute late for my guitar class I'll be forced to swing on a snake across the gym and into a pit full of iron spikes. Your dreams can tell you whatever they want but I'm here to tell you the truth. You are needed, by everyone here, we all want and need you. Be the Glue needs you. Quite frankly I wouldn't be surprised it the whole world spontaneously exploded because you weren't in it. And that goes for every single person on this blog. Do not let any shitheads tell you different, you are all fabulous people, who are wanted and needed.)
(I doubt the world would explode. Be The Glue...they don't need me...Clara writes the best songs. Snow is the musical one. I'm just...there.)
(I'm practically a science genius and all my studies show that the world will explode. Be the glue does need you,
the "Glue" in "Be the Glue," is the drummer, and, many say, the face of the band. She is a vampire, and is therefore very popular with fanboys and fangirls alike. She is the most instantly recognizable of the trio, so she features on most of Be the Glue's merchandise. Silente is also the inspiration behind the "Clarente" movement prevalent in Be the Glue's fan base. Neither Clara nor Silente have commented on this matter, although it is suspected that Silente supports it.
Silente, you are needed, at very least, by me. And then Viv needs you. But it doesn't matter if I recognise it, the first person who needs to know that you are needed, the only person, is you. Once you realise how much you are truly needed, you'll be a lot better off.)
(Viv needs Sil the character. Not me. There is a difference. One is a violent, insane, funny, passionate and determined vampire. One is me.)
(I know that Sil is an independent functioning person within you. But the Sil, within Sil is still Sil and therefore you are needed.
And this is incredibly unfortunate timing, but I need to go. Bye.)
Bye Raven. Live long and prosper.
NOOOOOOOOO!!!
I WAS MEANT TO WIN!
THE REVIEW COMPETITION WAS MINE TO WIN!
AAAARRRGGGGHHHHH!!!
Oh well, no point in complaining about it.
(continues to complain)
*squishes Sil*
*my Sil*
*who I very much need because if she was suddenly taken from me I would go insane*
*I'm not kidding*
*I would die inside*
*my Sil*
*hisses at anyone who tries to hurt her*
*you wouldn't go insane snow*
*and you wouldn't die inside*
*and you'd probably be hissing at me mainly*
*my Sil*
*would die inside*
*did you not read my very long speach about hoe my friends mean the world to me? How if any of them ever got hurt or died, I would feel like crap. How I would not be able to cope*
*Sil is most definitely a Best Friend*
*my Sil*
*didn't read that speech*
*didn't know said speech existed*
*hugs the Snow*
*still thinks she would be fine but doesn't want to upset her and thus will not argue*
(Sil, you are always needed. Didn't you know?)
*nods*
*huggles*
My Sil.
(No Tia. I don't know that.)
*flicks Tempest*
You dingbat, of course you're needed. You are, quite literally, the glue.
*huggles snow back*
Jason. Be. Snowy.
*laughs*
Correction, quite literally glue. Philip is 'The'
Arnold. Glue. Sil. The Siltron. Silmister. Silinator. Siltastic. Silrific. Silful.
The Siltron? O_o That makes me sound like a robot...
Snowy = Be, for Be-E-A-utiful. (that's legitimately how I remember to spell beautiful.)
D:
Siillllllllllll
Nope.
*squishes the Arnold*
Arnold = Sil because : SIL you ARe perfect.
There.
Now I feel accomplished
*laughs*
I win.
Be -> Be-E-A-utiful
The -> THErmonuclear missile! Wait what? *Clara explodes as her true identity was discovered* D:
It's okay, you're glue so you canjust stick her back together.
See, you are needed.
Plus, you can answer the phone by saying "glue speaking".
That, is pretty damn awesome
Just like you.
:D
My dad uses glue to fix everything...I kinda inherited that from him...super glue is my answer to nearly anything being broken...
*eats snow's ear, trying to absorb her awesomeness*
*that is literally impossible as nothing is more awesome than Sil*
I've convinced them to let us stay at the house.
With wifi.
Thank fuck.
*star is a bubble*
*as such star is more awesome*
*snow is also more awesome*
*if you shot snow with an awesome sucker that can suck peoples awesomeness away withing seconds it would never manage to finish sucking snows awesomeness cause she's just too awesome*
*snow and star, the goddesses of awesome*
*hugs Deathy*
Yey!
Btw what time and day is your wedding?!
*Hugs Sil*
Tomorrow morning. Tomorrow morning. Then I'll be tied to Loki for a few thousand years...
How odd...
*hugs Rose* yay!
*flicks Tempest* you are awesomer
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