One day I want to become a writer, and artist, an editor. I have traveled so much with my parents and my brothers that they are my closest friends and sometimes I wonder if I can actually say I come from any certain country. I love food so much that I think of countries according to the dishes they serve. And also, I am sharing my life with you.

Friday, December 9, 2011

Denny's

 found picture here

Today is was the last day of classes of our 1st Term at VFS, so (of course!) we needed to go out together to get a lovely class breakfast.
Unfortunately the camera did not come out although it really should have. Sigh for me being lame and forgetting to document historic moments.
In any case, if you want some delectable brunch I definitely recommend Denny's Restaurants! You just know you're starting a good day when the first thing placed in front of you are pancakes, hash browns, brown sugar roasted ham and scrambled eggs. Oh and don't forget the exceptionally large mug of coffee. Yum, yum and YUM!

Getting ready now for the end of Term/Winter Party! Huzzah!

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Monday's recommendation on Tuesday

Sorry I'm getting a bit behind on things with first term ending this weekend though I must say I'm impressed with all I'm getting done, I can tell you know from the 5th and 6th term colleagues I see running around all day that it will not always be the case that I can give you some lovely recommendations. But at that time it won't be lovely Christmas so at least I can share Christmas cheer with all of you.
Here's a book I absolutely adored when I was young and does not get as much credit as I feel it deserves. It's writer, however, has gotten a lot of credit for one of his famous trilogies.

Letters from Father Christmas
by J R R Tolkien

found the image here

This lovely story is based around the lovely letters J. R. R. Tolkien's children would receive in beautiful handwriting, sent to them from the North Pole and chronicling to them the lives of the people in the North Pole and most importantly, the role of Father Christmas.
You can't help but be swept away by Tolkien's version of our beloved childrens' dream and laugh with him as he tells of the loose Reindeers and the accident prone Polar Bear.

You can find the book here.

Write on Wednesday: 13

The Write On Wednesday Rules: Get creative with the writing exercises - there isn't a right or wrong. Please do try to visit the other members of Write On Wednesdays and leave a comment of support and constructive criticism. 




Write On Wednesdays Exercise 27 -  Mel suggested that we look at the "12 Days of Christmas" poem/song and select one of the days/lines for our writing inspiration. So, whether a Partridge in a Pear Tree or Five Golden Rings, write your line at the top of your page, set your timer for 5 minutes and write the first words that come into your head. 


Your second choice is to use Coming Home (To you this Christmas), a song by Achoo! Bless you, as your writing prompt. I heard this song on the radio this morning and besides thinking that this Sydney Folk Duo have come up with the cutest, sweetest name for a band ever, I also thought the song serves up an alternative to the more traditional tune of the season. Download the song for free here, write down the song title, set your timer for 5 minutes and write the first words that come into your head.

So this prompt is written to the Coming Home (To you this Christmas) by Achoo! Bless you and thank you to InkPaperPen for showing me such a sweet song. 

Ok so this started off as a completely different story but somehow ended up becoming another part of the previous stories that you will find here and here and here. I hope you enjoy. This is the ending to that story just so you know, but there are a lot of things in between that you are missing. 


She looked out the window longingly. The snow was coming down harder then ever and even the road that she had been staring at every day since she sent the letter was blocked from her view by the millions of thick flakes. She had always loved snow, she imagined that if her eyes were better she would be able to see every individual flake and what made them so special compared to others. 

She had only recently discovered the importance of one individual as opposed to a group. She had always thought that that would be a fault on her part as a leader but the warmth that her brothers had given her when they found out had made her feel... Well it had made her feel and that to her was already more than she thought possible while looking at the needy faces. 


She stared at the place the road was supposed to be. She knew in her heart, if she had one or not, that he would come for her and they would share what they shared for that brief moment in the church. One moment of peacefulness and bliss. He knew things about her that she didn't even know. She smiled and moved away from the window. He would come, she was more sure about that than she had ever been of anything in her life, and as she moved around the large table that the children had lit with their different machines and the tree they had built -because he was the one that had taught them about Christmas- she could not help but feel grateful for having been born part of her generation. For the first time in her life. Because she had met him.
 

Saturday, December 3, 2011

Decorations

So I've decided that I am going to decorate my apartment with paper origami animals (mostly butterflies) so that I have a beautiful place without any extra cost or without having anything I can't carry away if I have to move at the end of the year.
I am way too excited about this decision and am sharing this exaggerated happiness with you!

Thursday, December 1, 2011

A Christmas deed

Hello again my dear blog wall, I've been neglecting you.
It has been a filled up week, and still will be since I still have class tomorrow, but seeing as Fridays are the day my lovely classmates feel that we absolutely need to step out and refresh ourselves I will write now.
Many a development has happened since Monday (wow for some reason I was writing London, my mind is elsewhere). 

My lovely living room

I've decided to give the school Christmas contest a try. I've never actually participated in a contest with my own work, seeing as I never think it's good enough and I'm an editor so it's usually someone's movie that I'm slicing up and then sending off with the director. So for the first time, my own work, for the simple reason that it is a new step in my life, will be given in to the head teacher of the Sound Department to compete against not only the students from every single term but also the teachers! Yes! The teachers are part of the contest! You can see why my optimism in winning is not at its highest, just being part of it will be great.

I'll be sure to post the final project here so that, even if I lose, you all can appreciate (or click and then promptly pause) it.

The project will be a Soundscape, so a story told only with sounds, with a simple narrative of Santa Claus landing on a roof, going down the chimney, placing the presents, eating the cookies and drinking the milk only to be discovered by an awoken child and promptly fleeing the scene.

It's a pretty detailed story and can only be 1min30secs so you really need to have your own personal twist to make it stand out.

I'm making mine a special SteamPunk Christmas.