Mar's Writing Vows:
I. I, Beautifully Ugly, hereby promise to:
– i. write as much as I possibly can, whenever I can.
– ii. to not procrastinate so much, despite possibly being the laziest creature on the face of this planet.

II. If the fact that I am procrastinating has been mentioned too many times, I hereby distribute the right to all my fan fiction readers to quote this vow and to give me a verbal battering in addition to that.

(...possibly the crappiest vow in the history of all vows ever written. But who cares? I'll try and stick to it - which, really, is all that matters.)

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Olly didn't win. :(

I was like, nooooo...he is so lovely, seriously. Joe McElderry won. I won't lie to you, Joe's good, he's really, really good, and wow, he can sing. But Ollyyy...aww, I really miss seeing him on TV, lol. I honestly do love him. He's amazing. Honestly. YouTube him...if you have the time. Really, do. The way he sings just melts me, seriously. And he's so charming and cheeky and he really performs so well.

Oh! And oh my god, Michael Bublé was on X Factor singing with Stacey Solomon! It was so good. I adored Olly Murs and Robbie Williams, and Joe McElderry and George Michael, but I have to admit, Michael and Stacey won the duet round for me.

The Murs still does it for me, though. Maybe it's because he sings songs with his soft voice and I just...I melt, seriously - listen to his version of Twist and Shout, lol. Or maybe it's because we're both from the east...ok, even though he's from Essex and I'm from East London - close enough, right? ;)

Mmm. Yeah. It's still Olly.

update

date: 18th December 2009
listening to: Grounds for Divorce - Elbow
reading: .Angels and Demons by Dan Brown (brilliant)

Hey, guys. This is a quick message to let you know I'm still alive, lol.

I know that since it's the holiday season (season's greetings to all of you!), I should technically have time off to write, do whatever...I don't, though. I have exams in January. And these aren't mocks. These are the real thing. And, I'm not gonna lie, I'm freaking out. I have two exams - in Maths and Politics...Maths is hard! And Politics is a new subject and I'm so scared of how I'll do. So these next few weeks before the exams = time for revision. Hardcore. I hate revision, but I need to prioritise...bad times, man.

Oh, and I've been ill, so more bad times...stupid flu. Not swine flu though, thank God. But yeah, it's been really bad - like constant coughing and sneezing and sniffing and tiredness, and I always felt sick, i.e. about to throw up...yep, lovely, I know. I missed a whole five days of school because of it. The exams are in three weeks and I missed a week of school - great. I need to catch up, big time.

Hmm. I'll be back in the latter half of January sometime. I dunno whether I'll be able to post, but end-of-exam euphoria may say otherwise. 'Til then. All of you take care! And be good. ;)

xx

Mar

about me:

I'm Mar. Short for Marie. Hi there. :)

J'adore: music, writing, reading, my friends, long walks, my laptop, my iPod, clothes, F.R.I.E.N.D.S, Ben & Jerry's Cookie Dough ice cream, horror movies, comedy gigs, music concerts, etc.
Je deteste: beetroots, liars, blatant spelling errors, clashing colours on clothes, snobby people, getting scared, racism, the BNP, etc.

I'm extremely ambitious and very, very, very stubborn. I'm kinda (very) loud and chatty (unless I feel otherwise, which is rarely), and I'm really passionate about things I believe in. I hate being proven wrong, but if anyone does prove me wrong, my respect for them doubles because I rarely believe in things without reasoning. You know where I'm coming from, right?

I, er...I believe in God, now. I mean, I guess there was a time that I did, and then a time that I doubted (extremely), and then I just stopped believing...but I believe now. Good stuff.

I've taken to ending sentences with "so" lately, which isn't even an ending, really, but there you go. I probably have a thousand other bad grammatical habits when I talk, too. Oh, such as the fact that I use the word "like" too many times in speech. Funnily enough, though, when I write, unless I'm being chatty on purpose, that never happens.

The mere mention of Friends or Harry Potter or Twilight can catch my ears. I believe they call it selective hearing? And the mere mention of them/the slightest reference can get me excited and bouncy. Seriously, lol.

Ok, I'm not even ashamed to admit the fact that I absolutely adore the TV series Merlin. I also love Friends (as stated above, haha), Neighbours, Mock the Week, Live at the Apollo (which is so fucking hilarious, I swear - especially Michael McIntyre...he's just too funny, man, seriously), The Apprentice, X Factor and Britain's Got Talent.

As of late, I'm abhorring lovey-dovey scenes unless they're well-written/portrayed. I don't know why. I'm actually really sadistic, too; I'll admit that. Hmm.

I, er...also have a foul mouth sometimes. Sorry about that in advance, lol. I'm nice really. And friendly. Don't be afraid to PM me if you feel like a chat, yeah?

xo.

P.S. Just to clarify, I am not French. In fact, even though it turns out I didn't do as badly in my French exam as I thought I did, I can't speak the language for shit. I just use a few French phrases from time to time.

The Writing Zone - temporarily on hiatus until after the exams. Be warned, this may appear hectic, disorganised and difficult to follow at times, much like the author's mind.

Harry Potter (James & Lily)

Just So You Know
I swear, I will finish this. I promise you and myself that I will, and I am actually determined that this will be finished. I don't know when...but I do know this:

1. The third chapter will be based on Mark and Juliet's last scene together in Love Actually (great movie. One of my all-time favourites)
2. I have a vague idea of where I want this to go/how I need it to end. This, however, is conditional on a number of factors:
– a. whether or not it fits with the rest of the story, which I will be writing first
– b. whether or not it's too cliché

(I realised that I had 1, 2, 2 before, lol.)

Summary: He wanted to be able to hold her in his arms without having a reason to do so. He wanted to be able to kiss her whenever he pleased. He wanted her, plain and simple.
Teaser: Well, it should be here, but it isn't...and that's cause I'm pretty unreliable, lol.

-:a:-

Falling - short story, 10 chapters (give or take)
Set in Seventh Year, told through the eyes of James. It's currently got about five chapters in progress, but I have yet to write the first chapter. I don't know how I'll do that, but I'll figure something out. I'm not telling you guys what it's about, because it'll spoil everything pretty quickly, but I'm hoping to post it sometime during the next year.

Summary: will be here soon.

-:a:-

Torn - title subject to change, but it doesn't even matter because...
This is officially dead. It's dead, and I'm giving it a DNR order. I can't stand it anymore. The scenes I have will probably be put into other stories and such, but Torn is officially a huge no. Honestly, it just gave me so much grief, and then died on me. The thing had the nerve to die on me. Silliness. But yeah, I give up. No more of this.

-:a:-

Resistance - title subject to change
This'll be in Lily's POV. It's near finished - it has been for a while - I just think that maybe, if I look over it enough times and read it enough times, I could move it towards a slightly happier direction. Because seriously, it's really dismal right now. It deals, realistically, with a few issues our lovely couple could have had at their time (huge hint there, by the way). Like I said, it's kind of finished, but in my opinion, it's too depressing.

Summary: It shouldn’t have happened this way, so quickly, rashly, unexpectedly, and the two of us knew it. But I wanted it and he needed it far too much to care.

-:a:-

Grace
I like writing this. It's really nice to write, actually, because it's got this rhythm to it that once I find it, makes me write lots. But when I lose it, it's difficult, and I edit and delete, etc. It's a work in progress, a one-shot of sorts that isn't really the first on my list of priorities when I'm writing, but one that I'm really enjoying nevertheless. I'm hoping it'll be out soon.

-:abc:-

Twilight (Edward & Bella)

The reason I never really wanted to read Twilight fics was because I didn't want to ruin the characterisation Stephenie Meyer had created. But then I read one, and another, and another, and I found myself hooked. Similarly, the reason I never really wanted to write Twilight fics was because I was certain I wouldn't be able to do the characters justice and write as well as Stephenie Meyer did. But then I watched a couple of movies and read a couple of books, and read a bit of fan fiction, and this was born...

Untitled - full-length story: royally stuck
Based heavily on the movie Pearl Harbor. So far I've only chapter one, but considering I've only seen the movie this (aren't I up-to-date?), and also considering how I got the idea a couple of days later, and also considering how long ago I was thinking about writing this, I think I'm doing really...not well. But this is stuck, and my muse won't move on the matter, sadly. For now, anyway.

I don't half go on, do I? Ha, sorry.

Read and review, yeah? 'Cause you guys and your reviews - you make my day a lot of the time. :)