Exiled to the Outer Rim

So, I missed a few posts in this 7 day period. I’m SORRRY. Partially this was due to work and me having a social life for once (I needed to do it, but the introvert is drained).  The other thing, was video games. And in this, I feel pretty justified.

2015myspaceodyssey_Kotor 2 Darth N“How is this justifiable?” you may ask. Well, simply…  I was playing Star Wars:
Knights of the Old Republic 2: The Sith Lords. This video game is highly important to me and my life and I’ve played it and the old KOTOR more times than I can count. I adore the story lines. And most importantly, I adore the Exile. I understand her. She gets me. Her struggle is what inspired me to write SciFi, honestly. I’d always loved it, but my writing usually had had a more Victorian Gothic bent.

So I played, and I thought, and I was inspired again. Sometimes, I find I have to retreat to my comforts and inspirations and feed on them before I can put myself back onto a page. Now, my fingers are flying across the keyboard as a work on my novel. It was a good thing, I believe.

2015myspaceodyssey_Revan and Exile

Not from KOTOR 1 or 2, but still. I love these two eternal besties.

Don’t worry. I do enjoy more serious things and probably better games than this, but it’s always going to be dear to my heart.

Now, I’m going–to write. To watch Supernatural. And to write more blog posts, I’m sure.

Xoxo, Vicky Stardust

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Galactic Inspirations #1

So I decided, along with my weekly posts, to also try to post a bit on what’s inspiring me now, what is really melding with me and what I’m writing. We’ll see how this goes.  It will probably be mostly pictures and minimal commentary.

Oh wait! I finally reached 5k words! Only 25k more before December!

Alright, now to the main event:

1980s Punk

1980s punk fashion, including punk’s daughter goth, is having a huge impact on me right now. It’s just so hot right now.

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Yes, I just said that so I could use this gif.

I think I can attribute that to all of the amazing SciFi films released at the time. Naturally Empire Strikes Back and Return of the Jedi, but also my favorite, Blade Runner, which shall get its own much-deserved post soon.  Also, the fashion in Back to the Future 2′s 2015 is oddly inspirational.

blade runner gif

Something about 1980s punk and goth is so futuristic that I can’t help but gravitate towards it. At the same time, it’s the past, so it has a nice recycled-world universe. On top of that, the 80s was decadence. It was an era of decadence and a time where you could believe anything was possible. The Commies were the unquestioned bad guy, and the US was the unquestioned good guy, and the fight between the titans happened somewhere else, over there, not here. Perhaps I’m drawn to this because the 80s wasn’t a giant time of questioning the man, with the main exception being punk. It fits these sort of principles and big concepts I’m wrangling with and condenses it nicely for me into forms of fashion and hair.

These photos are obviously not mine, just ones I found all over the place.

Until later,

Xoxo Vicky Stardust

Maiden Voyage

2001: A Space Odyssey

In 1964, after the completion of Dr. Strangelove, Stanley Kubrick found himself enticed by the world of science fiction.  The great yet eccentric director sought out writer Arthur C. Clarke, who, at the time, Kubrick believed was a recluse, or as Kubrick oh-so-delicately put it, “a nut in a tree.”  Despite Kubrick’s doubts, and Clarke’s being mildly offended by Kubrick’s assumptions, the two set out to make what is now seen as one of the most groundbreaking films of the last century, and certainly one of the most groundbreaking films in science fiction–though the very first one, A Trip to the Moon, will always hold a special place in my heart. 2001: A Space Odyssey created a rich legacy and influenced the likes of Spielberg and George Lucas, who put his stamp on the entire genre with Star Wars, which itself has had more than an impact on science fiction films–it’s influenced science fiction literature, culture–even generations.

Star Wars

…and this is the Mother of all things to have going before you.

So, where does this leave me, a 25-year old millennial, who is praying to avoid a quarter-life crisis and still trying to figure out what she wants to be when she grows up? Simple. I’m going to write a novel. A science fiction novel….Well, at least I’ll try. The way I see it is that this blog will actually serve a purpose: to make me write the story in my head. I’ve always loved stories…film, books, television, plays, Humans of New York…. And I figure, I need to try. So, this blog is to make me somewhat accountable and to make me go after a dream of mine.

This isn’t my first blog…or my first attempt to write a book, for that matter. I thought once that I’d be a great book reviewer. Another time, I wrote about my adventures living in Italy. I was asked to write for my school when I studied in Italy. And my last blog was an old tumblr I didn’t keep up. It was full of Sherlock and neon flowers. Lots and lots of flowers. And Sherlock. A floral bouquet of Cumberbatch. As for the books… too many to count, but they still sit on my back burner. I love them too much to throw them out…each character like a child of mine. In the novel The Thirteenth Tale by Diane Setterfield, an old, eccentric author talks about characters, saying that they stand in front of her, tugging on her arms and clothing, begging and wondering when it’s their time to be heard. And so she wrote until only one remained.

So, now I finally want to give them all of their voices. Now I want to be brave enough to push myself into writing their stories. I start here. I’m hoping if I get viewers and followers, if my friends and family know, then they’ll hold me accountable to just getting it done.

My goal for the end of the year is simply 30k words. Nothing more. I know NaNoWriMo does 60k, but this year, I just can’t do that insanity. Hat’s off to those who do, though. I keep trying and failing. And I will try again…just not this year.

Over the course of our time together, I hope to document my frustrations and joys…even talk a bit about what exactly I’m doing. All through a weird millennial lens. Why this lens, you ask? Because, like it or not, I’ve become very much the embodiment of my generation in some ways. Prepare yourself for more use of the word “I” than one would want… : I’ve got the money and job struggles, the wanderlust, the social awareness, the need to binge watch. The love of Netflix…minus the chill because Netflix is for my laziness and nothing else, but that is another rant for another day. I like stupid pop music, and I love bands that are too obscure; you’ve probably never heard of them. I loathe the Kardashians, but sometimes I have a morbid curiosity about them… I loathe myself promptly after finding out. I’m obsessed with Buzzfeed and their quizzes. I find this whole current election fascinating and actually really enjoy that Donald Trump is a part of it–only because it gives us something to laugh at…But seriously, don’t elect him…please. I’ve lived in 2 other countries from the age of 20-24. I’m trilingual. Or almost. I speak Spanish and Italian, and neither is perfect, but I can handle life in both languages. I’m considering law school… but sometimes I feel hesitant. I always wish I was in another country. I always want to know a new language. I’d like to do something that helps people. Purpose and helping others is more important to me than money, which is the same for many in my generation. All of these things go into making me a person. All of these things are more typical in my generation. And all of these things will go into my writing. Don’t worry. I won’t always talk about myself this much–makes me self-conscious.

....shut up, Time....

….shut up, Time….

Anyways, I hope you’ll come with me on my intergalactic journey into Science Fiction.

Xoxo,

Vicky Stardust

2001: A Space Odyssey