So, I've started a new project: 100 themes done in writing. Who knows if I'll ever actually finish it, but it's a nice reprieve from the schoolwork. I've only got one done so far, but hey, every journey starts with a single step. Yeah.

*PalominoLegacy, just so you know, I haven't forgotten about the breeding! I've just been getting my stable in order. That, and schoolwork take up a lot of my time. I'm so sorry I'm taking so long, but I promise I am working on it!

I hope whoever is still reading this is having a nice September.

Do I suck as a deviantART-er, or what?

My last journal update was months ago; my last submission even longer. My only excuse is that I really haven't done anything in the way of writing lately. I've definitely gravitated away from photoshop. Will I go back? Depends on how bored I get in the summer.

First off, the stats: I have 2,819 deviations and 1,456 messages. That's scary. Now, the pathetic truth is that I probably won't get to all of them, so I apologize profusely if something is skipped over.

Second, the dues: ~Wicked-Truth I am so sorry that I haven't finished the Seascape/Wicky story yet; it's not for lack of trying, I promise. I'm trying to get it finished, but not rush it so much that it turns out crappy. Just know that I haven't forgotten. And I even have an extra surprise to throw in as an apology.

Now, to the thing that kickstarted this journal: I'm working on a new story. It started out as a little inconsequential project; I saw everyone doing this interesting HARPG, and though 'well, instead of drawing, maybe I could write'. Honestly, I just thought it was a part of my horse phase (yes, most of this horse stuff is a pahse. Not a shallow one, mind you, but a phase nonetheless. I've only ridden twice in my life, and neither time was spectacular. I don't plan to work with or own horses later on in life. I just view them with the same majestic awe that I view almost every animal) I wanted to test myself as a writer, thinking that writing from an animal's perspective, while not revolutionary, would be a fun challenge. I soon learned I'm better with people.

Anywhosits, what started out as a little, meaningless project actually gained quite a bit of depth in my mind. The story is of a stable and the twin sisters who run it, and while that sounds a bit trivial, there's so much else to it that I couldn't possibly explain, mostly because I haven't even sorted it out myself. But the story is growing and developing, and I'm beginning to love it. The main characters and stables have ties to Slavic mythology; the love interests have ties to Celtic, Norse, and Greek myths. And yes, its beginning to look like the entire story will focus a lot on mythology, and I love that.

I'm still in the planning stage, so I haven't even started writing, but I'm so excited. I just hope this isn't one of those projects that's more fun to plan than to execute.

I just had an itch to tell someone. Who better than the few people still reading my journal?

Much love,

Silver Koi

First, I disappear for an indescriminate amount of time, even after I promised to come back, and now, I'm back, but only to do another weird character survey thing. Feel free to shoot me, just not in the face.

So, I don't know why I keep doing these things, foolishly and falsely assuming that anyone who reads this actually knows who my characters are. If you get curious, feel free to ask. I like talking about my babies X3

Name 12 of your original characters.

I. Silver Koi
II. Lenore
III. Roksana
IV. Angelle
V. Evy
VI. Angie
VII. Calliope
VIII. Bastet
IX. Leonardo
X. Shaelyn
XI. Todd
XII. Daffney

I. I (Silver Koi), VI (Angie), and XI (Todd) are all told to wait in a room together until someone comes in to get them. Let's say no one does. Who would leave the room first?
Angie, easily. She doesn’t like to stay in one place for long, plus she detests being ordered around. Todd would probly fall asleep, and Koi would just float around in that dazed way.

II. If II (Lenore) had to do one nice thing for VIII (Bastet), what would it be?
Buy Bastet’s meat pies. Lenore has no qualms about eating a person.

III. If IV (Angelle) and VII (Calliope) co-starred in a movie, what genre would it most likely fall under?
Fantasy Western – when a mermaid comes to the Old West!

IX. If III (Roksana) was made into a toy, who would be more likely to buy it, IX (Leonardo) or X (Shaelyn)?
Leo would kill for a Roksy toy, just so he could do naughty things with it. I don’t think Roksana would mind.

V. Would V (Evy) be likely to consider stalking XII (Daffney), or vise versa?
Vice versa. If Daffney ever found out what Evy could do, she’d never leave the poor girl alone. On the plus side, Evy could practice her Australian accent.

VI. What would VI (Angie) make the better star of? An anime or a newspaper comic strip?
Comic strip. I wanna see Angie’s frizzy red hair stuffed into a single panel.

VII. VIII (Bastet) wants to buy a car but can't decide who offers a better bargan. Should (s)he buy from II (Lenore) or XI (Todd)?
No one should buy anything from Lenore. Ever. Bastet would trust her brother over a strange vampire who likes her pies just a little too much.

VIII. If V (Evy) wanted to dye his or her hair but could not decide on the color, would (s)he rely on I's (Silver Koi) opinion or IV's (Angelle)?
I think Evy would trust a fellow female over a spiritual fish being who, sadly, has no hair.

IX. Whose babies would be cuter, XII (Daffney) and III's (Roksana) or IX (Leonardo) and II's (Lenore)?
Tough call. Leo and Lenore’s baby would be super Italian/Aryan child, with ivory, milky skin and curly blonde hair; Daff and Roks’ kid would be very tan with dark, dark brown locks. For the record, I think Calliope and Lenore’s kid would be the most beautiful person ever - vibrant blonde and sea-green hair with pale milk skin that shined blue. How amazing would that be?

X. Who would have a DeviantArt account; and if not, what would their reason be?
Daffney, just so she could screw with people.

Juliet says "Hey, it's Romeo! You nearly gave me a heart attack"
He's underneath the window; she's singing
"Hey la, my boyfriend's back.
You shouldn't come around here, singing up people like that
Anyway, what you gonna do about it?"

Okay, I REALLY love the Killers.

Black Friday was kickass. Yes, I had to wake up at 4 a.m. (a most ungodly hour) and yes, I only had four hours of sleep. But I spent $190. And am now thoroughly broke. Yes, I am putting that on the pro side of the pro-con list. Along with my two BRAND NEW KILLERS CDS. Hellz yes.

I noticed that my gallery has been unfairly monopolized. I don't know if that's going to change, but at least I noticed, right?

You may get a few personal essays since some interesting topics have presented themselves, but for some reason, I just haven't felt like writing much. Hopefully, that'll change.

HAPPY CHRISMAHANNUKWANZZIKAH



~ The Silver Koi

To the darker side of town,
That's where we'll be.

I finished the last episode of the last disc of the last season of Gilmore Girls. And cried. Like a baby.

That show is my life, I swear. I don't know what I'm going to do now that it's over.

Oh, wait, yes, I do. MOVIE! MOVIE! MOVIE!

Don't let me down, Amy!

But this journal isn't about that.

So, after bawling like a little kid dragged out of a candy store without so much as a lollipop, I became bored. And we all know what Lenny does when she's bored, right?

That's right - think up crazy stories in her head! Then run to dA to find sufficient linearts in which to colour to voice those stories to people who won't gawk at me like I should be wearing a helmet and straitjacket.

So, of course, that's what I did. And, after an hour of searching, I relized this site is very scarce of good dog linearts! I had some good ideas, but because I can't let them loose, they must stay inside my head, where they'll keep piling up until my brain finally explodes and gets brain goo all over my house and then I'll have to clean that up, which would be a. totally gross, and b. impossible! Because I'll have no sentient thought with which to operate a mop or broom or dustpan because my brain is now occupying the floor between the lazy susan and the refrigerator (yes, I exploded in the kitchen. Why? Because it was lunchtime), so the goo will sit in the hot Kentucky sun and congeal until it becomes a creature in and of itself, whose bitter thoughts will cause it to crawl out the door and collect other small, bitter beings (i.e. ants, rolie-polies, ladybugs - the weaklings of the bug world) until it becomes a huge monster that reeks havoc and mayhem on downtown Louisville (buh-bye, Ali's head; see ya, Belle of Louisville; adios, Science Center). Eventually, the city will crumble under it's awesome might, and it will move on to other, larger, even more bitter cicties, until it has destroyed the entire world!

Have I made the situation grave enough yet or do you need more?



~ The Silver Koi