Friday, April 16, 2010

Notes

As the principal introduced the new boy at Rutherford B. Hayes High School, every female student in Mr. Brown's physics class stared at the Taylor Lautner clone currently standing in the front of the room.

Would you look at him!

Dibs! He is so mine!

Ugh, no way, loser! I want to date him!

There is no way he'd pick either of you!

You are all morons! You can't just claim him like a piece of meat!

You're just jealous because you'd never have a chance with him!

Shut up, Stacy!

You shut up, Michelle!

It was a huge silent conversation, the likes of which hadn't been seen since the school's inception over fifty years ago, and never would be seen again.

45 comments:

Reogan said...

This seems a bit... lacking in terms of content. There are three reasons to end chapters. The first is you've told enough story that you can safely leave it on its own. You haven't. The second is the good old-fashioned cliffhanger. This isn't one. The third is that the story is simply too long to tell all at once.


No.

Elphaba said...

It'll get better. I think. I just had to set something up in advance, and didn't have a lot of time to do it in. Next weeks is (I think) longer. But I'm not sure how much people are going to like this one... We'll see!




No alternate endings this time, please?

Reogan said...

Prose has little excuse to be short. My old Apocalypses were all horrifically flawed in this respect.



No promises.

Elphaba said...

Going down. I hate this story; different oneshot is going up.

Elphaba said...

Not much better, but now I don't have to have a Chapter 2.

Reogan said...

Might I request something with more, ahem, story? No offense meant, but nothing really happens here. I'd love a long tale. Like Consequences, but darker.

Met said...

Much darker, and please do away the romance and anything sex related.

Reogan said...

I oppose! There is a place for both, especially in a good story.

Met said...

Of course there is, but I think she's written enough things with those elements. I could use a change of pace, but it's her call.

Reogan said...

Her current story is composed of solely those, ahem, elements, but I think that the originality of the concept begs some forgiveness. at least.

Elphaba said...

I like writing romance; it comes more naturally to me. And this post was mainly written so I'd have something to replace Frog Prince Remix, Chapter One, because I didn't want to write a chapter two. That's it. It sucks, I know.

Met said...

"I like writing romance; it comes more naturally to me."

Why?

Reogan said...

Why don't you write stories so much? Why do I need to craft worlds? It's who we are.

Met said...

"Why don't you write stories so much?"

I don't like to because I find it too idealistic for me.

"Why do I need to craft worlds?"

You don't; it seems to me like you have a need to play god and that's why you do. However, I'd appreciate your own explanation of this.

"It's who we are."

Does that mean you don't have to explain it to me? I still want to know more about who you are.

Reogan said...

I am a writer. A more simple explanation doesn't exist.

Met said...

I didn't want a more simpler explanation. My original question was directed at Elphaba anyway.

Reogan said...

More simpler is redundant.

Met said...

you

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Looks like Reogan beat me again :)

Elphaba said...

I don't know why it comes more naturally to me. Good question, but I don't really have an answer. It may be because I like exploring feelings, and romance is an easy outlet. I'm not really 100% sure, though.

Reogan said...

Feelings can be manipulated in all genres. Just look what I did to Green on a whim in chapter ten.

Elphaba said...

True. We'll see what my next story brings. I don't even know.

Reogan said...

Let's find out soon, shall we?

Elphaba said...

"Elementary, My Dear Chloride" isn't finished yet. Be patient.

Reogan said...

Patience is a virtue, so what use have I for it?

Elphaba said...

You'll need to be patient, as it doesn't go up until Friday.

Reogan said...

Why not post more often?

Elphaba said...

I can barely handle just Fridays. No thanks. Maybe in the summer, but not now.

Reogan said...

The correct answer would be something referring to the genius that already fills the other days.

Oh. Qupar's work too. I suppose.

Elphaba said...

Be nice. Qupar is just as valuable a person as you are.

Reogan said...

Whether or not that falsehood is believed, his writing lacks. His sprites are, too, less than perfect, but they are a skill he has yet to hone.

Elphaba said...

Everybody has different strengths. Don't make fun.

Reogan said...

If my words were in mockery, their spitefulness would be more clear.

Elphaba said...

Okay, let me rephrase. Don't be unkind, please.

Reogan said...

Criticism can be constructive.

Elphaba said...

"Whether or not that falsehood is believed, his writing lacks. His sprites are, too, less than perfect, but they are a skill he has yet to hone."

How is that constructive?

Reogan said...

I explain that sprites are where his capabilities lie, and even then he should not quit his metaphorical day job.

Elphaba said...

Ugh. I'm getting a headache. This conversation is over.

Reogan said...

I choose to read that as admittance of my correctness.

Elphaba said...

Or my exhaustion and frustration.






Now I'm done.

Reogan said...

No. Not of those.

Elphaba said...

Okay, once again, I'll say it: THIS STORY SUCKS. My apologies to all who read it. I needed something to replace a beginning of a story for which I couldn't think of an ending. Excuses, excuses, I know, but it's the only reason this is even posted.

Elphaba said...

So instead of writing a paper, I've been procrastinating for a few hours and ended up here. And you know what?

This story doesn't suck. And I don't hate it.

Is it great? No. It's a tiny oneshot meant to go up in place of a story for which I had no ideas. That said, there's nothing inherently wrong with it. There are no grammatical errors, no egregious violations of any rules of writing at all. Its only "crime" is that it deals with romance and the thoughts of teenage girls. God forbid a teenage girl write about what she knows, right?

I know that last sentence might come across as angry or bitter or whatever, but truthfully I haven't thought about this story in years. It's just fascinating to me that in a world where the writings of teenage girls are often dismissed as silly or inconsequential, I remember feeling much the same way when this was posted. Obviously, it wasn't intentional on Reogan's or Met's part, but I think it says a lot about the culture in which we live(d).

Kill with fire the idea that stories about teenage girls or romance are unnecessary or inconsequential. This is life. Nothing huge or dramatic happens, but that's okay. Huge or dramatic things don't happen every day, but that doesn't make those days any less noteworthy. And I wish I knew how to say that when I first wrote this piece, instead of slamming my own work for little reason.

Met said...

You're right.

Reogan and I were always butting heads about what aRPS should be. I remember wanting it to be highly focused (a euphemism for something which I could control). I was often frustrated with the many different directions writing was going on this blog and in my constant attempt to regain control, I outright marginalized my fellow authors.

At the same time, we were all very beholden to cultural influences. We were testing the waters on the biggest pond around, the internet. It was hard not to be self-conscious about our youth, gender, or level of English comprehension while doing it. Instead of being earnest about this, I shifted my insecurities to others.

I love your last paragraph.

Looking back, the period when we had several authors contributing was one of the most interesting and dynamic times at aRPS. If I had spent less time trying to control it, perhaps I could've enjoyed it for what it was.

Elphaba said...

Thank you, Met. You certainly weren't the only one beholden to cultural influences at the time. (Yay, internalized misogyny...) And I hope I can say without sounding too prideful that I like my last paragraph, too. :)

Reogan said...

The greatest crimes of this post are two: it's very brief and you don't denote speech/thought with any punctuation or formatting. The first is not necessarily a crime (See also: "For sale: baby shoes, never worn"), and the second is an author's choice. To be fair, no one will ever claim this story is great, or even particularly good, but look at half the things from this era. We were experimenting and learning.

That is to say, I need to apologize. For much more than this one comment thread. I was absolutely awful to you, and arguably worse to Qupar. Nothing either of you did could ever be good enough because I found flaws where there weren't any if I needed to (though I didn't often need to. Grammatical prescriptivism of the worst sort and a didactic pedantry were my coat). I was conceited and snide, acknowledging only Met as being anywhere near my level, and not always being quite human to him either.

We managed to do a lot and have a lot of fun and learn a lot over the years this was active. At least, I know I did. A great part of that was due to an ever-supportive community. Sure, there were negatives. Met didn't like God Dreamt (and had to suffer through that January 23rd affair, which was just plain unfortunate). I felt at once trapped by a demanding schedule and prevented from doing all I could because too many other people were writing. Elphaba and Qupar had to deal with me. Which is awful. But nonetheless, we made something. Together. A little project of mine from the days where I was only just gaining the ability to articulate myself became a defining project in multiple lives. That's cool as all get out. And the whole time, at least a few of us were too bullheaded to manage to make a community free of this sort of toxicity. I'm sorry.

Thanks for your support then and thanks for all I know I'll see in the future. I don't deserve it.

Also, I see there's comment notification still keyed to a lot of emails. I don't know who still uses the emails, but let me make it clear that I'm grateful to everyone who was part of these great years. From Met to Micro, Elphaba to Guiness, Qupar to MNTY and ilanalee. Even latecomers like Xanthurian and Arkive, you remain key. Thank you to everyone.