δåıŋŧѕ/δıŋŋєяѕ Update: New Chapter!

Meet Assisitant Director, Drew Marshall…
Or, at least my inspiration for him.
Eddie Izzard is one of my all time favorite actor/comedians, and try as I might, I couldn’t think of anyone else to play Pam’s breath-of-fresh-air replacement.

As for Chapter 26: Hellos/Goodbyes…
It’s all ready… all 13,140 words of it…
In case you’re wondering what took me so damn long.
;)

Oh…

And this chapter is chock-full-o-tunes and I’ve made sure to add them to the S&S playlist.

ENJOY!

-Angela

(This is a lil extra Eddie for those of you who aren’t familiar with his awesomeness- or just can’t resist the urge to watch)

δåıŋŧѕ/δıŋŋєяѕ: A Message From Eric

I’d like to take a moment to talk about my friend, my Id.

According to Freud, ”It is the dark, inaccessible part of our personality, what little we know of it we have learnt fro m our study of the dream-work and of the construction of neurotic symptoms, and most of this is of a negative character and can be described only as a contrast to the ego. We all approach the id with analogies: we call it a chaos, a cauldron full of seething excitations… It is filled with energy reaching it from the instincts, but it has no organisation, produces no collective will, but only a striving to bring about the satisfaction of the instinctual needs subject to the observance of the pleasure principle.”

Everyone has an Id. An ‘inner child’, if you will…

Your Id simply wants. He wants to laugh. He wants to eat. He wants to fuck. He is the pleasure center of your brain. And it is only your Ego and your Super Ego who keep tabs on Id.

Super Ego helps Id to get what he wants, but in an acceptable way. While Id would steal, Super Ego works to earn the money needed to by what Id wants.

Ego… Well, Ego is basically the boxing ring that Id and Super Ego beat the shit out of each other in. Ego is a mess. That poor mother fucker is the result of every battle and tension that Id and Super Ego had ever caused or been witness to. Ego is the asshole who convinces you not to date after a bad breakup. He’s also the one responsible for why you get mad at the cop who caught you speeding instead of admitting that you were reckless.

Typically, Id is kept in a playpen in the back room so that the neighbors don’t find out about the bastard. Me… I let mine out to play. Always have.

When Id was told not to touch the light socket, he couldn’t help but wonder why he was being deprived of the fun.

When Id was told not to play with lighters… Well matches aren’t the same thing, right?

When Id was told that he shouldn’t play with guns, he made it a point to train with them instead.

When Id was told that the ‘right girl’ for him was ‘out there’, he spotted the loophole. No one said that the wrong girl couldn’t be a lot of fun to kill time with.

Id likes being better, smarter, stronger.

…And I’m gonna have to make Compton shit his pants again to make it up to him…

…If we lose this damn bet.


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Inspirational FYI

When I decided to write my first FanFic (Dead Sexy), I spent a ridiculous amount of time trying to come up with my plan. My outline wasn’t coming to me in an epiphany anymore than ASkars was.

So I had a bit of a ‘special moment’. I was sitting on my bed with a notebook, listening to my iPod. I decided to ‘Magic 8 Ball’ my plot. My fickle friend, better known as ‘Shuffle’ decided the story for me. Thank God. I’d practically burned through my backspace button.

I decided that Sookie and Eric would be my main characters. They needed a theme song first and then I decided that they would need separate conflicts, rather than a common foe to defeat. I wanted to stray slightly from the more common theme of ‘A BAD GUY’. This time. I can’t leave everything up to Shuffle. She’s not the boss of me.

My List?…

Sookie’s mindset.

Eric’s mindset.

Sookie’s conflict.

Eric’s conflict.

In that order. Yes, that simple. I figured if I had any problems after that, I could talk to Shuffle again, ya know?

She decided easily.

Take Control by Amerie

Ray of Light by Madonna vs. New Order (what can I say? I’m a sucker for a mash up. Sue me)

Seizure of Power by Marilyn Manson

The Good Stuff by Kenny Chesney

I said she decided easily. I didn’t say that I was happy with her. Basically Shuffle decided that role reversal would be the flavor of the day. Sookie was to be more assertive (I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t happy about that bit) and take control. Also, that Eric would spend some time focusing on something other than being an over-flirty hunk.

So that’s how it happened. Basically what happened was that they met in the middle. Huh. Go figure. I’m still not sending Shuffle a Christmas card, even if it only took me 2 days to completely fill a notebook with my outline and story ideas.

**

I was still in the middle of Dead Tired when the ‘Eric and His Great Pumpkin Contest’ was announced. I don’t know why. But that bitch Shuffle got me again. They were short stories. I was more confident, but I didn’t want to be cliché and it was hard enough to try to come up with costumes for my 5 kids (since the husband wouldn’t let me dress them up as Pimps n Hos). I decided to go with a ‘ladies first’ approach again.

Shuffle decided to get back at me for the cold shoulder I’d been giving her after the Dead Tired debacle.

Deep In The Heart of Texas by Gene Autry (I only downloaded it to make a ringtone for a friend. Don’t you dare judge me.)

Into the Great Wide Open by Tom Petty.

So there I was stuck trying to think of something Texas related for Sookie, hence the Cowboys Cheerleader costume. And try as I could, Tom Petty wasn’t any good for costume inspiration (unless you count that I’ve always pictured Niall as Tom Petty) anyway, the work around was that Johnny Depp was in the video for the song… Pirate.

The Sword euphemism was the whole story. It was the first thing I came up with. The middle. Don’t laugh.

I had a friend of mine  go over Engraved Invitation and she liked it. She liked it enough that I told her how I got my inspiration…

That bitch- no names- dug my iPod out of my purse and dared me to do it again.

I was feeling a little more sure about my old friend Shuffle, so gave her a nod. Ladies first again.

The Devil’s Song by Marcy Playground

The House of the Rising Sun by The Animals

That is how Sookie ended up dressed as the sexiest devil Eric had ever seen and how Eric ended up dressed as a New Orleans Saint.

The conflict and whatnot came later and of course, I consulted my friend Shuffle again. And again. And again.

**

So from now on, instead of wondering ‘what the fuck is she thinking’, you should probably ask ‘what the fuck is she listening to’.

*PS. This confessional is a stall tactic. My kids aren’t letting me write stories. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it.*


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