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New Beginnings February 6, 2009

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Dreaming Out Loud October 15, 2008

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It’s not Baldees or Shoona, but it’s definitely something.

School’s been busy, IB’s been demanding, extra-cirriculars have been interfering. And it looks like both Baldees and Shoona are on hold indefinitely for the time being. However, with NaNoWriMo coming up, it’s about to get a lot busier. The next month is going to be one crazy long ride; who’s on the wave with me?

Pleasant surfing today though – some new shirts have been released!

Now availabe in these, among numerous other, shapes, sizes, and colors.
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Go check ’em out!

In terms of photography, haven’t had too many opportunities for shoots lately, but there are some new pieces up in my portfolio @ http://deltay.deviantart.com

 

An Inkling of Ideas September 18, 2008

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The Story of My Life in Thirteen Words

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Ten imperfect fairytales;

     +Four fantasy endings;

          -Thirteen apocalypses;

 Equals

 One little white lie.

 

 

(c) 2008 deltay

A Pinch of Poetry August 29, 2008

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It’s been a bit of a difficult summer, trying to find motivation. Inspiration – now that was plentiful; in such weather nearly every thought lends itself to another, and that to yet more. Thoughts are unconfined, undetained, unbound by conventions and such due to the carefree nature of the season itself. I suppose I’m babbling incoherently a little here; ah well, can’t be helped. Pretty much just speed-read Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice the last three days, so bear with me if the phrasing seems a little off.

 

Right, back to the topic at hand. Photography (www.deltay.deviantart.com) wasn’t really the issue – saw some rather remarkable sights, and was fortunate enough to capture a mere fragment of their beauty by camera – but writing! I’ve been trying to get back into it for some time now, in terms of major prose (especially after the failure that was last year’s NaNoWriMo; nor do I forsee this year’s being much better) and … well, ideas have been plentiful, but motivation seems to strike at the oddest hours, at which time there is barely more to be done than a few short blurbs.

 

Usually, I’m somewhat paranoid about putting up any original writing on the web, but in this case I’ll make an exception. ‘Twas written for a contest on dA where a poem’s to be written based on a famous painting, and as [the text] has already been posted on dA, it’s pretty well protected by copyright already, so I figured why not? That and the fact that dA just about slaughtered the formatting. Anyway, it was really hastily written, so concrit would be appreciated.

 

shrouded in solitude and silence       the noise is deafening.

           legs crossed, one sinewy prominent limb over the over

Bones            pushing. shoving, stretching, straining         

               against toes           ankles            knees.

scantily clad, threadbare, holed                                       Thin.

Elongated limbs, criss-crossed by spider webs

                                          by feathery veins.                 Protruding.

Shoulder exposed to the chill

                                the breeze, the air, the vapour of

                     barely sustained                                         Life.

           Shoulders slope into neck, deeply bent

              in thought, in concentration, in contemplation:

Thinking.       Listening.       Hearing.

           the Music.

           the Language.

           the Noise.                                      The Silence.

The little white lies coming, charging, beating

                                              From the instrument

                                propped between his wrinkled, threadbare sheathed thighs.

Fingers fly, flow, flounce over strings

                     plucking, pushing, touching.                       Changing.

           Sounds! Oh such sounds…

                                Ethereal         but a lie.

                                Majestic         but out of tune.

                                Cliché                                            but true.

                     I hear,                                 I listen.

to the little lies

            I see, but I don’t understand

                 the language, the words, the meaning                     of

The Old Guitarist.

 

(c) 2008 deltay

Jenny Green’s Killer Junior Year August 13, 2008

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Jenny Green’s Killer Junior Year – Amy Belasen & Jacob Osborn
 
Junior year can be killer – Jenny Green should know.
 
Jenny’s your typical spoiled brat with a revenge craving streak. In keeping with her character, she convinces her parents to let her leave Long Island for Molson Academy, a boarding school in Montreal. Through a series of rather unfortunate incidences, Jenny begins building a case against the male gender in general.
 
While losing herself, Jenny discovers her inner killer. Guys, this is one femme fatale that you do not want to mess with.
 
Deviously funny in parts and shockingly serious in others, the dark humour in Jenny Green’s Killer Junior Year is not for the faint of heart. The killer duo of Amy Belasen and Jacob Osborn has cranked out quite a murderous book – in the literal sense. More so than you know.
 
Funny enough for stress relief, but deep enough for readers to emphasize with, Jenny Green’s Killer Junior Year will leave you questioning yourself. Just remember, not everything is as it seems. That girl-next-door over there? You could be her next victim.
 
One thing’s for sure though; Jenny Green has had a Killer Junior Year.

Big Big Sky + Outside Beauty July 17, 2008

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Big Big Sky by Kristyn Dunnion

One Pod. The chilling mantra of Kristyn Dunnion’s futuristic science fiction book Big Big Sky draws parallels with the present world, exposes widely avoided truths, and forces readers to rethink the current situation of the world.
 
ScanMans, an alien world, have taken over the ravaged remains of the earth, dominating the lives of every Pod, controlling every aspect of their more or less meaningless existence. These Pods are fighting machines, trained to do this and nothing less. But as they reach the wild, their StarPod begins to change.
 
In the pages of Big Big Sky, Dunnion has woven a very real world where survival is everything and it’s every Pod for themselves. Through journeys of discovery–discovery of the truth, discovery of the past, and self-discovery–everything that not only the characters know, but everything that the reader knows and has taken for granted, is thrown into turmoil. Questioned. Reflected, wondered about.
 
The very integrity of co-habitation of different spieces and morality of human actions and situations are shaded in undertones.
 
An entrancing read with unique vocabulary and a very distinct storytelling style. Readers are carried along, feeling the very emotions of the characters as they face trial after tribulation. From the very glum glum moments to the marvel at the big big sky, Dunnion’s Big Big Sky is a very raw read.
 
Now it’s your turn. Decline, Deform, Disobey.
 
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Outside Beauty by Cynthia Kadohata

One mother. Four daughters, one unbreakable bond. However, when an accident drives the four away from their mother to each of their different respective fathers, the bond is threatened, stretched, and thinned to breaking point.

Raised by their mother in an environment where outside beauty is everything, the girls receive a wake up call and are forced to cope with the fact that their lives have been drastically changed.

In Outside Beauty, Newberry Medal-winning author Cynthia Kadohata has explored and pushed the conventional beliefs of society. Through the spunky first person narration of Shelby, Kadohata has demonstrated the true power of sisterly love.

Thought-provoking and deep, Kadohata’s Outside Beauty depicts a journey; the journey that four girls unwillingly embarked upon to find themselves as well as the previously distanced relationship with their fathers, and finally, emerged to become stronger, more responsible, and better versed in the ways of the world.

Marilyn. Shelby. Lakey. Maddie. Four different girls with four different fathers. Four people who discovered that sometimes, it’s the beauty on the inside that really counts.

One beautiful read.

Maiden Voyage March 21, 2008

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It’s now officially Spring. Although the weather outside might not seem so, it feels as though push has come to shove and I really want to accomplish something.

The idea is quite old really, and has been stewing for years now. But there was always something holding back; fear of failure, perhaps, or maybe it was just practicalness. At least, that’s what I managed to convince myself. But now, as the big one-six birthday draws near, the pressure mounts to do something–to create something–to be different.

Even so, I’ve managed to procrasinate greatly recently. Originally, all the setup was supposed to be completed by Leap Day (February 29th), and the official launch of Baldees (my clothing line) yesterday (the first day of Spring). Needless to say, none of that happened.

I’ve encountered quite a few inspiring stories lately. This time, I will follow through. After I click that little button, it’ll become a little more real. This time, I will not back down. This is a challenge, this is a promise, and this will become reality.

So here’s a challenge for you. Go out there and accomplish something; something that you’ve wanted to do for a long time and never got around to. In fact, I dare you to try. After all, it’s a new season.