(I dedicate this to a crazy professor…he knows who he is…)
After an extended hiatus for reasons I will not bore you with, I am back. A little house keeping I think is in order:
- · DreamClash Games is still in pre-production
- · I’ve been editing my current independent “project” so that is coming along nicely.
- · Our artist Carmanda is having an art show in the next week- hurray!
- · I should note that every member of our staff has been extremely slammed with unforeseen and unavoidable work that has impeded our abilities to stay on our so carefully constructed schedule…but nevertheless we push forward.
- · Now on to what you’re actually here to read…
The waters are calm.
Our world is in a state of equilibrium. But equilibrium is boring. Practicality is–*SCREEEECH * THUD * ……………………….
Velcome!
My name eess Professor Aubert Vundermindt. Yoo can call me vutever you vant! I am heer to tell yoo a leetle about myself! Zee author doesn’t alvays leesten to vut I say so I sought I would let her seet down for a vile. *grins*
So please seet down and make yourself settled.
Zere ees a verry important matter I haf needs to deescuss vith you all. Meez Leendsay seems to have meesplaced her muse zees past veeks, and I and my aseestants are at a loss as to vut to do! She has argued vith mee personally on many occasions zat she ees too busy to help me vith creating zee perfect potion and I haf about reached my leemit! Zere iss no time to vaste!
So eef you vould all please pester Meez Leendsay and zee crazy arteest lady every chance yoo geet I vould kindly sank yoo. Now, onto other sings-ACK!
*CLANK * SCUUUUD * Zzzzz *
I think the above post is self-explanatory for the types of characters I’m dealing with here….
In all seriousness, the Professor is the most erratic and unpredictable character I have ever written or had dealings with. I cannot count the times I have found myself in the middle of a scene and he will come bounding out from nowhere to throw a wrench into all of my carefully crafted dialogue and plot. If it wasn’t so amusing I would be angry with the little fellow…but everything he does has a way of just becoming endearing….
As he mentioned above the muse and I have been at odds for the past weeks (for whatever reason) so my writing has been less than desirable. I think it has to do with lack of sleep and good music…and I miss my artist…
“M”use “I”s “A”way
Lyndsay
Next time: Musing and Music
