Quote of the 'Week'

"Men will always be mad, and those who think they can cure them are the maddest of all."
Voltaire
Discovering that someone has commented on one of my blogs is such a joyous feeling. Hint, bloody hint!

Tuesday 29 September 2009

Oh, how creative I am

I have invented a new word. I've been using it quite a lot recently without realising it, and I think it's time the word got a bit of recognition.

GIGGLESOME

Isn't that a heart-warming word? It sounds gigglesome as a word, which makes it all the more appropriate if you're trying to describe something that makes you giggle; something that makes you laugh, but in a lovely, harmless way.


Dear whoever edits the Oxford English Dictionary

Please can you add the word gigglesome to the English language? I promise that loads of people use it, and it's a really good word and I don't think you've got it in your dictionary, although I hear it is massive. The dictionary, that is, not the word, although gigglesome is a quite long word. But that's besides the point. Please can you add it in please? To help, I think it goes between the words giggle goo and giggly.

Yours sincerely,
William Wivell

P.S. I love your work.

Wednesday 23 September 2009

Ah, chess. How I have missed you.

Today at school we were forced into doing recreational activities. This was a little unnerving at first, but the concept grew on me. Especially when a friend of mine devised a board game club.

Now, I had already signed up for an activity - creative writing. But here's the thing. The recreation wotsit took place during the last two periods, so that those people with a lesson during one recreational period could sign up for the other. This is a good idea. I, incidentally, have two free periods on Wednesday afternoon, so I could pick when to do the creative writing. I chose the last period, period 5, because the not inconsiderable distance between my school and my home means that I can't really leave early as my school bus is the only way home for me, and I could use period 4, which would still be occupied by loads of people, as a free period.

Creative writing, by the way, was splendid. It was lovely and laid back, but without the distractions that are all too common at home. This meant that I got a lot of writing done. My fellow creative writers are all splendid people, too. There's the lovely Ling, who is a wonderful person to have on any team; the mildly insane but oddly endearing John, who didn't do a lot of writing but chose to help me with my writing (which was nice of him); Eleanor, who I don't really know too well but seems intellectual enough to be an excellent colleague; and Rory, for whom any attempt at a successful description would be futile (in a good way). Quite the motley crew, I'm sure you'll agree.

I expected no less, and was duly distraught when I realised there was a board game club. Will I have to turn down creative writing, or turn down Mr Ross Milnes, who wanted to play chess with me? Fortunately, I didn't have to do either - I just used my free period 4 to play board games, before embarking down the corridor to do a spot of writing. Lovely.

Now, I go back to the point of this blog entry now. I used to love playing chess. I still do, but I used to both love it and actively participate in games. As of late, the active element has drifted away from my routine, and I'm a lesser person for it. No activity stimulates my mental processes quite like a good game of chess, and it turns out that Ross is an excellent player.
I didn't end up playing him, by the way. Somehow, we ended up teaming together and taking on two other friends of ours in a chess game. Now, this didn't work all the time, as we tried to take it in turns, and it meant that any drawn-out strategy could be swiftly undone by a rash manoeuvre by your colleague. But we got into the swing of things eventually, and it all became rather competitive. I was really rather elated by the whole experience, as this was what I used to love about chess - the levels of intensity it can reach - and that hour of semi-compulsory recreation re-kindled that passion.

I will certainly be playing chess more often. It really sets you up for a good long writing session.

Deep joy.

Tuesday 15 September 2009

Can't concentrate enough to think of a suitable title

Well, ladies and gentlemen. It appears that I have swine flu.

It has its pros and cons...

PRO - My immune system will be a little better prepared for the predicted mutation of the strain come winter.
CON - I'm missing a lot of school.
PRO - I'm missing a lot of school.
CON - I feel like s**t.

Now, I haven't seen a doctor as of yet, but I compared my symptoms over facebook with a past sufferer of the virus, Miss Harriet Foyster, and they're virtually identical. Which means that if it is the same illness, I will also be unwell for another week or so. Ho hum.

I'll probably try to justify my unproductive week of convalescing by contributing to either this blog or my webcomic blog. So that's a fairly good side effect of my illness.

I won't be doing many vlogs, if any, because you lot don't want to see me struggle through five minutes of video when I feel about eighty years old.

Well, that's about all I have to say on that matter.

Cheerio!



Monday 14 September 2009

I want to add to my blog.

...



Nope. I got nothing. -sigh-

Wednesday 9 September 2009

Another internet peculiarity to waste your time perusing

Hey there, gang!

I have decided to harness all the strange and surreal ideas, floating around in my noggin, and transfer them into comic strips that I will post up on the internet. I have created a new blog for the comics (gasp!) to stop this one getting too full, and it already has a comic strip posted up, to give you an idea of what's in store in the future. It's a rather funny cartoon about Jesus (hardcore Christians are going to love me for this). I politely but firmly insist that you check it out.

Go on.
I write like
Cory Doctorow

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