Category Archives: Writing
EnigMarch Day 21
Okay! Puzzle attempt #3! Things that have happened so far:
My first puzzle had a bunch of spelling errors in morse code.
My second puzzle had a character writing a letter to herself, but at least the Pig Pen cipher wasn’t misspelt.
How about the third puzzle? What mistakes shall I make today! I did it pretty quickly. For those who might have figured out what to do but are like me and too lazy to do all the work, here is a handy site (if you don’t want to be spoiled right away, hold off until you figure out what to do).
Wow, I must be on your brain. You signed your letter with my name instead of yours! Ha, loser! Kidding. But seriously were you just sitting there thinking “JENNY! She is the key to all happiness!” You know what Mr. Vigenere would say. He’d be all “clr gmvi vf krwfvlp fhg g qeir rqi evrdey cypi!” At least, that’s what adults all sound like to me. You know what I mean though.
No way, you found a new hideout?! I’ve always wanted a forest hideout. Don’t get me wrong, my parents’ crawlspace is convenient AND near the minifridge, but a forest just has that much more atmosphere.
Halloween is coming up. It’s not going to be the same without you, for sure. I gotta admit, I’m pretty excited about my costume. I won’t tell you what it is yet, though, I want it to be a surprise! All I will say is that I have been putting the sewing machine through a gauntlet! What about you? Got anyone to Trick or Treat with? Or watch cheesy scary movies with? The idea of you hanging out on Halloween makes me sad!
EnigMarch Day 19
Here is my EnigMarch attempt for Day 19!! This time I handwrote it out. You can see the explanation and my first attempt at EnigMarch here.
I am finding I am enjoying the challenge of fitting in a cipher into the content of a letter, and the different ways it can be done. Where am I going with the narrative? Not sure yet! But I am liking the process.
Escape Room Narrative: Dialogue Considerations
Back when I was acting more often, I was in a Fringe play in Toronto. I was 25, and soaked up every project my hungry acting soul could consume. This one was particularly exciting. Like most Fringe shows, it was an original script, something I had never encountered outside of terrible university shows. It was also my first time doing something semi-professionally, and the anxiety of making a fool of myself in front of swarming throngs of judgey theatre critics was strong.
There was one line in particular I simply could not seem to deliver properly. For weeks, I had been struggling with it. The director/writer was extremely patient with me, giving me some direction, even trying to do a line reading. But no, every time the words came out of my mouth, they sounded like an elementary school kid trying to be an adult…or maybe it was the other way around.Read the rest of this entry
Night at the Speakeasy Post Mortem
Well, after four months of planning, practicing and stressing September 19th came and our speakeasy event finally happened! And it didn’t crash and burn! Quite the opposite! It was a rousing success!
Two weeks later, my brain is somewhat recovered from the insanity of it all. It seemed like a good time to finally get some thoughts down on the evening. My previous blog post dealt with the actual creative process of writing for an interactive medium. This post will deal more with how the actual event turned out. Read the rest of this entry
Simian Showcase Post-Show Report
On Saturday the Bride of Simian Showcase closed. It couldn’t have gone better (well, other than a couple of minor hitches along the way but the sort that come along with every theatre show). I was there for every performance and never once got sick of it. The audiences were fantastic, the plays were solid, and Errol ate a microphone. For serious.
I have to say, it was a different and weird and wonderful experience watching my play being performed. I haven’t been writing long, but up until now everything I have written has always been performed by myself in some capacity. This time though, after spending time crafting the characters, hearing them in my head, and imagining the look of the play, I was handing off my script to a group of people to make their own. Read the rest of this entry
Sooooo…I am known as somewhat of a worrier.
I worry about what I say to others. I worry about my worthiness. I worry about creative projects that might fail. I worry about my job, what I will eat, who I will hang out with, how unclean my apartment is, how squirrels look at me… Read the rest of this entry
Chronicles of NaNoRebel: IT’S OVER!
Well…here it is…
It is currently 10pm on November 29th…and I…have finished writing my NaNo project.
THIS is the chart I built in Twine for our time travel game. There are 47 different endings.
And this…is what I looked like after…complete with celebratory bubbly and crazed, hollowed out eyes that make me look about ten years older than I am…
Despite the incredible exhaustion I’m feeling now, despite the fact that I’ve never been so excited not to have to write anymore, I am feeling extremely happy and accomplished. It’s a wonderous feeling.
Thanks for joining me on my NaNoRebel journey, folks. It’s been quite an adventure. And with any luck, the adventure will continue with the game!
Chronicles of a NaNoRebel: So close…kill me now
This is my coffee table right now:
My eyes are having trouble staying open. My work day is occupied by this single thought: “Oh god oh god why am I updating bank accounts and not writing. I am so…so very sick of writing these timelines. Read the rest of this entry
Chronicles of a NaNoRebel: Full Time Jobs
There are many, many creatives in the world. There are painters and musicians and actors and writers and directors and web designers and video editors and game designers and so many more that I am probably missing.
Some of these creatives work full time as creatives. They work hard to promote themselves in order to get paid for the work they do. And if they are lucky, they get to make careers out of the work they are so passionate about.
This article is not for them. Read the rest of this entry