7c802b5befc332b23bccd30e0c1bb566This is going to just sound like a jealous rant, but I’m telling you right know, it’t not.

This week, a friend of mine has been really excited for her Sweet 16, witch is on this Sunday. Good for her. She’s almost an adult. Then why doesn’t she start acting a bit more like one? She ever so kindly handed out an invitation to another one of my friends. Then she goes off on how she’s going to have a limo and their going to go to some fancy dandy arcade (that I’ve never even heard off) in front of me and another on of our friends that she didn’t invite. Are you starting to see something wrong here? She of course apologies to me and our other friend for not inviting use. I don’t have enough room, *insert other excuses* but if I did, I would totally invite you, blah blah blah. Okay, I get that she would probably want friends she’s known for longer and are closer to to be at her special day. Blabbing and chatting about how it with people she’s not going to invite though, well….

A day or so goes by and she’s still excited. Cool, be excited! It’s your 16th birthday! (It’s not that different from turning 15 but, I should know, but whatever. Be happy). I see her again in class with the same friend once more. She babbling about her birthday. It suddenly seems that two people can’t make it. who from the school’s GSA club should I invite to take their places?And that’s what I’m not cool with. It has nothing to due with, “Oh she’s picking some else over me!” or “That’s so unfair.” No no and, NO. That’s not it at all. It’t that she’s being so inconsiderate to her friends that she’s not inviting. By talking, and bragging about how great and excited she is for it with friends she didn’t invite. Is it just me or does that strike any of you as rude or a little…immature?

Well I’m not going to call her out on that. It’s silly to provoke a problem when there was hardly one. But that made me realize, just how immature some of my friends are. They don’t stop to consider what their saying or doing might be kind of rude to other people. The more I realized this, the more I saw how I alone I was when it come to the maturity scale with my friends.

So many of them don’t seem to know what their doing with themselves. Struggling with identifying their selves. Hopping around with gender titles or orientations. One of my friends is always comparing about school, blaming most of her issues on other things. Most of those issues are her own fault though. She’s late to school or doesn’t even go because her mom forgot to wake her up. And when I carpool with her, she’s so rude to her mom. I literally want to strangle her for it. You should never tell your mother to flat out shut up. Doing things, saying they are having issues, whoring for attention. I thought I got away from that in the grade schools. Silly little arguments, fights, or problems in general that would amount to nothing. Nope, I did’t get away from it. It just evolved to sit in different topics.

As a middle schooler I never enjoyed these kind of squabbles. Heck, I did’t understand them. Most times I was kept out of the loop. So there would be very angry people in the class and I didn’t know why. But when the information finally circulated to me, I would mull over what I just heard and think “That is really stupid.” In sixth grade, one of my the girls of my class got into a big fight on a three day field trip. They were taking sides and there were kids running back informing each side. I did take a side because everyone else did, but after about two hours, I left and sat in a tree, then latter started playing a game with some of the boys.

Now that I think about it, it’s fine for middle schoolers to blow thing out of proportion. You’d expect that kind of behavior from them. But I didn’t expect to see the issues exposed with different behaviors with a bunch of people that are only two to three years away from bring adults. Immaturity.  Why am I the mature object in this big messy sea of immaturity?  They complain about stupid things, do stupid things. Why am I the only one that looks at them and thinks, “God, just stop.”

I found one common thing for all them. They don’t have someone else that they need to watch out for. I’ve got a older brother. He’e 19 and he’s got ASD, or more commonly known as autism. He pretty much like a six year old. I’ve always had to watch out for him. Make him food, help him calm down when something stressful happens at home. I helped me grow up faster.

Remember how I mentioned the friend I wanted to strangle for being rude to her mom? Some people may call her out for that. I don’t. There’s no point in causing a issue. Her mom, never tells her to stop, which quite frankly, surprises me. My mom would is on me like a wolf if I let my attitude sip with her. Both of them complain and cray over all kinds of thing. I internally cry realizing I’m more mature then a woman in her 30’s. But what can you do? Some people will have issues and never say it’s their fault, never say that their self-conscious about themselves, never say that their wrong. Heck, they probably don’t even realizes it. It makes me sad. But when can you do but push on and just deal with what your given, in a mature fashion.   Maturity-quote


The base to stories in 3 steps

There was a time I would just sit and stare at a note book, pencil or pen. Hours would go by and I would have completed five words. Five whole words. Once a pond a time... I was doing something wrong. But I had all these great ideas running around my head but. I just didn’t know how to get it out! So spent some long years cultivating my skills as a writer. Until one day people started giving me many complements for a story I wrote for school in 8th grade. All my class mates were like “Wow, where the heck did you pull that from?”, “It’s like you wrote a mini novel.” Heck my teacher liked it so much that to took it home and read it to her full grown son and his girl friend! A year later, I wrote another story for school and this time one of my class mates told me my story should be a movie. Why thank you Lars! And I though you did’t like me. Eventually I summited it to a writing contest and was picked as one of the 30 winners out of hundreds. So I guess I was doing something right. Okay, so last week I posted up a story I wrote, Fort 64. Hoped you liked it. At any rate, the reason way I blogged it was to get you all to fav it use it as an example. When you want to make a story, there are many ways that people advise you to make one. But in my opinion, they can get just plane confusing. So I’m going to try and tell you the three simpler steps that I use to write stories. Who knows? It might actually help.

Step #1 | Settings  

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You may not ignore these two for they are the bread of the story sandwich

In oder for your world to seem alive and real to a reader, it’s important to tell them where everything is going down. In my story, Fort 64, the story is set in a post- apocalyptic era, in the city of LA. Depending on the things you pick for time and place, determine what you can make possible in your world. Star Wars for example. Distant future with interstellar wars throughout the galaxy. Things like space fighters and light sabers make sense in that kind of setting. But A light saber wouldn’t make much sense in the Victorian era. But you could make an air ship possible if it were Steampunk Victorian era! Go steam power!

If you don’t want to spit out a time or place specifically, then hint at it. Show the reader with details of the surrounding, with the slang the people might use, so one so forth. Be creative, think of stuff.

Step #2 | Characters

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Obviously your story needs them characters to tell or act out the world you have so skillfully created for them. I personally, when I’m creating characters, I think it’s best to determine a few key points to start with. Take Raven from Fort 64. I started out with her simply being the medic that was a bit disorganized. From there, considering her time and setting in the story, I worked out the finer points of her character. Loyal, caring for her friends, slightly derpy. The other characters developed in the same way. Finn and Brick started off as just space fillers kinda. I just saw I need more people for the story. But they turned into Finn the funny, slightly smart ass guy that may or may not have had a thing for Raven, while Brick became the big bad wall of badass.

If you’re going into novel sized stories, you may want to start thinking of personal backgrounds on your characters. Things that happen in people’s past can really effect and explain why and how they act in the present. Why the bad guy is the bad guy, why the hero does what he’s doing. This happens in real life, so it should also apply to the fictional world as well. A well rounded character should never brake character and do something OOC. They should always sound like how you created them to be by what they say or do, not you stating what they are.

Step #3 | Situation 



You know something brilliant or terrible is about to happen when John Crichton from FarScape starts acting like a lunatic. What’s going on to make this madness happen? Let me tell you. There was an evil alien making everyone loss their minds slightly with some weird light he’s making on board their spaceship. That’s the situation. Alien is doing bad stuff to my ship. I need to stop the alien from doing the bad stuff to my ship so I’m going to go stop him. You need that back bone for your story to work.

What is today’s problem and how am I going to fix it? Take the Hunger Games for instance. Main characters sister is selected for the deadly game. To fix this, main character takes sisters place to save her. From there it’s a fight for survival. Entire book summed up in a nutshell. Same thing for my own story. They need medicine. A group goes out to find some. And they have to make to back home. Whole issue of the story right there. After you get the back bone in place, you can start playing with the fun little details, all the in between stuff. But I wanna make the details firs—No, no, and in case you didn’t read it the first time, NO! Details are the in-between events that happen around the real one. They’re just there to give the story flavor, but like food, your food don’t need to be favorable to keep you alive. First you must pick a plot that will keep your readers alive, then you can add all the extra spices that make it taste yummy!

Without these things, your story is a house built of cards. If I blow on it, it breaks. You need a strong base to keep every thing stable. A well made time and place, believable characters, and situation that takes your readers on an adventure. Then you will have a house of solid story stone.

Have a fabtabulous day.

Story Time: Fort 64


Today I’m going to enlighten you with this lovely story I wrote back in the 8th grade. It’s a short science fiction.  Crazily enough, this was a school assignment.  Next week I will go into detail as to why I decided to post this. Until than, enjoy the story. (>^_^)>

I’m startled from sleep by the blaring of a siren. I sit-up quickly, thinking that we might be under attack. I end up smacking my head on the bottom of the bunk above me.

“Nice one”, says a voice off to my right. I look over in that direction, and whom do I see? Finn Hex, with his dirty blond hair and electric blue eyes, is smiling down at me with that cocky grin of his. “Raven,” he says to me. “I think that you now can be called the champion of hitting your head against inanimate objects. This is the fourth time this week.”

“Real funny,” I reply, scowling at him. The action only makes his grin bigger.

Remembering the siren I ask. “What’s up with the siren, is there something wrong?”

“No,” he replies. “The only thing wrong is that you’re going to be late for the Run, AGAIN! That siren you just heard was the assembly alarm for today’s teams. Remember?” My only response to this is a blank stare. “I came to get you that’s why I’m here,” he prompts slowly. I look at him stupidly for a few more seconds. Then my still half asleep brain makes sense of his words.

“Damn it!” I mutter to myself as I jump out of bed. “Okay. Give me five minutes to get ready,” I tell him. “In the mean time, can you get out!” He shrugs and leaves the room smiling. I make a beeline for my very small restroom to freshen up. I splash cold water onto my face to make myself more alert. I dry my face with an old dingy towel. After that I study myself in the mirror. The reflection who stares back at me has dark brown skin, curly black hair, cut close to her head with bangs that come down to the shoulders, dyed red, and a pair of crystal blue eyes. This is me, Raven Shohona. I’m twenty-six years old and I live in Fort 64.


Steps to World Building: Making the people

Alrighty kids, today I’m going to give you a tip on how to world build. Okay for any of you out there that don’t know what that is, it’s when you create a fictional world either in the fantasy or sci-fi setting. Most fictional stories you read that has to do with aliens or magic are set in a fictional place and time. Heck it might be in a parallel dimension for all we know. As the author of your sorties, you are the creators of your world, you are god, so you can do whatever you want.

Making a good believable group of people is half of what makes a good story though.

With that in mind, lets get started. Today we’re going use alien’s for our example.

  For the people, by the people 

 In some cases people like to make the environment of their fantasy world first, then develop the creatures that call that world home. I personally think it’s easier to draw the inhabitants first, then develop the two together. So lets create an alien. 

image_by_e3tv-d8k7qr8monkey_alien_by_e3tv-d6vqpidHere I got my idea and doodled it out as a quick little sketch. I already had in mind that this race would be small, agile, and thin. And look like a monkey-dog thing. With this information in mind I can start with the environment.

Long fingers, arms, and legs. feet that look almost like hands. A long fixable looking tail…

Things most monkeys have to help them climb. To me, this creature would look most at home in an environment with lots of trees. So now I have a monkey like race that hangs out in the trees.

Think, apply, use or throw away any idea you get

Now I work off impulse all the time so the first thing that pops into my head when making something up, I’ll usually apply it somehow. I wanted these guys to be really light. Like I could pick it up by the tail and it would only feel like ten pounds. So how could that work? That’s when you hit the internet and look up a few things. I found that birds are pretty light due to the fact that they have hollow bones. So why not these guys? Apply little things like that to your races and keep adding!

Lets see, what else do we have to work with based on the appearance of these guys alone? They have big eyes. Okay, what do big eyes usually mean. Good eye sight. Usually when something has big eyes, it can see pretty darn well. Okay what would this little alien need good eye sight for? Not a lot a light? Well I did say earlier that this race lives in an environment filled with trees. Perhaps the the canopy is so thick, like in the Amazon rainforest, that hardly any light reaches the forest floor. That would be a good reason for having big eyes. To see better in low lighting.

See, by making the race and the world at around the same time, you can match them, the two can make more sense with each other. You don’t want to make a world that is dry and hot while your race is moist and looks aquatic. The two just don’t fit together! It’s like saying a camel lives in the arctic tundra. What? No. Does not make much sense.

Once you’ve worked out the basics of your own race you can start adding things like culture, behavior, government, social norms, ect. Remember, a lot of these things will be linked to your races environment, how they look, and how they interact with their world. Feel free to use race generators. I find them quite handy when it comes to finding a name for may aliens because I‘m to lazy to suck at making up names.  They give you go ideas on some basics traits or odd little things your race might do. Or they just make you laugh because they are just down right ridiculous.

Name: Bolugians

Home-world: Byzan IV

A race of telekinetic bovids with extendable limbs and poisonous spines on their heads. They express their emotions through the excretion of variously colored bodily fluids. They prefer not to leave their home-world and use holographic representations of themselves to explore the galaxy instead.

What’s stranger than a spoon-bending cow with extendable legs? A spoon-bending cow with extendable legs and a poisonous hair-do, of course. An encounter with a Bolugian would be made all the stranger when it starts sweating with glee and spews up a load of pink “pleased to meet you” juice. Still, at least it would only be holographic vomit.

These have to be the craziest, most random alien creatures it’s possible to invent. I’m not at all surprised that they don’t get out much; if I was one of these guys I wouldn’t want to leave the house either, and the thought of meeting potentially hostile species would fill me with… oh no, apprehension juice! That’s gonna stain.

The shark-like race. They have powerful nasal senses. Their limbs are not so much specific, but are used for multiple functions. They can consume almost anything material. They can take on the form of someone’s worst fears. They are a race of doctors. They are known to have terrible body odor. They lay eggs. Under stress, they undergo distinct personality changes. Their government is ethical in its own way. Most of their species ascended to a godlike existence – they are the descendants of those that did not.


“Paging Dr. Sharktopus…paging Dr. Sharktopus to the ER.”

“I’m sorry, ma’am. You have cancer. I can smell it on you.”

“Doctor…why are you eating the patients leg?”

“Oh, hello Dr. Shark- OH MY GOD! NOT A CLOWN!!!”

*Dr. Sharktopus thinking to self* “God…this surgery is so stressful…I haven’t paid my cable bill…my little girls going out with that punk…” *Enters homicidal fury, and amputates the patients head.*

Yeah…somehow I can’t imagine them being good doctors.

Those were just some of my favorite responses I found on the generator sights.

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