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Friday, 10 October 2008

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    Desperate Youth, Blood Thirsty Babes
    By TV on the Radio
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    3 down...

    So, i wrote three novels, by this point, and i think the three are good.  why do i think they're good? because they're finished.  that's why.  i actually finished the little... i said so long to those ones and got to the fourth, which is fantastic, which is what i'm trying to get at, i guess, or just updating this page - website, whatever. i have been writing in my spare time with coffee and a pen and paper. then, the next step in this process i have adapted is to type it all up and change some stuff as i go. and this makes the first draft.
    i have three first draft novels. woo-dee-doo.
    the fourth one i'm writing now is grand. i've taken on some styles i haven't fiddled with before. and, at the same time, i'm including a lot more of my emotions. i'm getting more involved, rather than just writing from a distance. i don't know how to explain what writing from a distance is and i'm sure you don't know, so just nod and say okay, not to force demands upon you, faithful reader that i imagine being there.
    so, that's that. i have started in on my fourth novel and i'm ignoring it right now as i write this, which sharp enough to notice is not a good thing, so i will get back to work, and now you know that i am at work, which makes me feel like i am really working, knowing people know i'm working.

    work.

    -Chad

Sunday, 05 October 2008

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    Nothing's Shocking
    By Jane's Addiction
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    a random page from the novel i'm working on

    I couldn't keep quiet about it or anything in the two minutes that it took for that hole to open up and the wool to go slooshy slooshy all down to the red zone, o my brothers, so i got ready to at the angle to talk to the Big Dudes.  I looked at the angle, but only saw that slimy kind of gloop, so i did what i had to do; i poked at it with the multi-purpose stick, and i spoke aloud, "good god, how could Big Droog One walk through this stuff!" the smell alone made me want to toss my cookies - toss whatever food i was fortunate to have in the process of being processed through my intestines and all that, for i realized right then and there that i had not eaten in quite some time.

    Then the wool went plop-plop and the hole went click-click and then i called down there to Big Red - the downstairs dweller - "When we get a break, huh, my friend, for i am starved.  Hello?  Big Red, I do believe it is lunch time!" i called all that to Big Red as though he was my superior, but really he was another man caught in the economy's web and forced to slave some of his life's hours for a pocket full of cash.

    all rights reserved for me (c) 2008

Saturday, 04 October 2008

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    Atom Heart Mother
    By Pink Floyd
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    The Works

    Not only is the works one of the finest ways to order a pizza, if not the best way to order a pizza, but it is also the title of this "web-blog" or, better known as, blog, which is the way that myspace calls it (and, of course, facebook [the grandest of all these networking sites] calls it a "note", for reasons i am unsure of at this moment, but i assure you i will get to the bottom of this mystery, my friends).  yes, this is titled the works because it will be the blog that allows you to get the full information of who i am, and by the full information i mean the stuff that wasn't asked to me during that cute little questionairre that i filled out when i began this new expidition further down the rabbit hole of networking sites. i am chad (yes, i specifically chose not to capitalize my name) and i am a student at eastern illinois university (as you noticed, i didn't capitalize that either, because i do not find it important enough). there, i am a student and i do well in my classes and in my free time i write. yes, this is what i want to talk about. this is the works. what does chad write? why does he find it important? why am i reading this? what good does it serve me, the person who stumbled across a blog and had some time to spare? let me enlighten you, my faithful reader. writing is a chance to get your thoughts stuck in this time that flies by so fast these days. and, i will admit that i am so self-obsorbed that i want to live forever. is it such a crime to ask? i am sure you will comment on this, if you feel so bold as to cyber-bicker. why do you feel the need to have your thoughts solidified in the literary canon? why can't you just get a nice job at a starbucks and serve me my coffee while i go read more blogs? well, those questions i will answer (even though i asked them to myself, but i suppose that's how my thinking process most often works - question and answer, whether or not the question is being asked by myself or someone i have created that is actually myself [why did i do the mental detour and make your head hurt, i don't know, because i felt like it]). here is my answer (and you can tell it's important because it follows a colon): writing allows me the freedom to travel, and i want to see the world. how can i see the world without travelling? so, i need travelling and since writing allows me the chance to travel, then i guess i have to write, do i not? let me answer that question for you, i must! you are so clever, my dear reader and i thank you for being so faithful and understanding and encouraging.
    -Chad
    P.S. I hope this gave you an idea of the kind of person i am - an open-minded, handsome, and intellectual individual.

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