O mně / About me
19. května 2010 v 17:42 | Marmota
Asi nebude česká verze předchozího příspěvku.
Založila jsem si nový blog:
Píšu ho anglicky.
Což taky nejspíš znamená, že tady budu víc psát česky. Sem budu dávat hotové věci. Tam budu psát o těch rozdělaných. V angličtině se mi snáz kecá o těch rozdělaných, česky se radši chlubím těmi hotovými.
Dává to smysl?
There probably won't be a Czech version of the previous post.
I started a new blog:
I write it in English.
Which also probably means there will be more Czech here. I'm going to put finished projects here. I will write about the works-in-progress over there. I find it easier to dabble on about unfinished projects in English, I like bragging about the finished ones in Czech.
Does it make sense?
26. února 2010 v 19:23 | Marmota
Omlouvám se Čechům za angličtinu. Časem, co nejdřív, sem hodím i českou verzi tohohle příspěvku. Ale jelikož to začalo jako reakce na anglickojazyčné "šťouchnutí", začala jsem to psát anglicky a nějak se mi to vymklo z rukou, co se týče délky.
Oona awarded me. Or you could also say tagged me; it works both ways.
And not just with one blog award, but two! Now that's interesting.
It's interesting because the rules for the awards are similar - they ask you to write some things about you that your readers may not know - but each of them asks for a different number of things.
Oona was clever and approached it in a mathematical fashion. She ended up with 8 ½ things. I like that approach, so I'll stick to it. Thanks, Oona.
This is English version. I'll post a Czech one as well, later, but probably in a seperate post. It got long. And much more honest than I originally intended it to be.
2. My stories, mostly unwritten as of now, are part of an immense and evolving set of stories, all or most of them somehow linked to one another. Think J.R.R. Tolkien, without all the things that make it specifically Tolkien. It started out long, long time ago, when I was five or so, as a mess of a fantastic crossover between things I liked, from biblical stories and fairy tales to Karl May. It tends to be much more civil and behaved recently.
3. Before I started making up stories about people (people not necessarily being human), I made up two fantastic beings, čtyřiska (a made up word that has to do with the number four) and maloun (a completely made up word, that however seems to have something in common with melon - at least in my mind). The question is, though, whether I really made them up, because the whole point of them was that they were.
Čtyřiska is "a blue bug with four legs that has little-line-stomach". Maloun "looks like a polar bear without arms". Poor maloun, with only hind legs.
4. It's quite obvious from the title of my blog that my favourite animals are marmots. But there are others, like pandas - both giant and red, bears in general, llamas, cats (you've got to love them when you have six of them... and one purring in my lap as I type this, being my favourite animal at the moment), rabbits, otters... I have a soft spot for bats and ravens/rooks/crows, too. And it has nothing to do with night and darkness, as you might suspect. OK, so it has partly to do with night in the case of the bats. The warm nights of summer with skies full of stars, when you feel small and a bit sad and yet happy just that way. And don't tell me you don't know the feeling. I either won't believe you or feel sorry for you.
5. Pandas are important because of my favourite plushie. My aunt made it - him, I mean! I used to write stories about my plushies, who were actually my characters, of course. I still tend to ascribe personalities to my plushies, even though now they mostly serve just as something fluffy to clutch when I feel a bit down before sleeping. It's good to have plushies for that purpose, even when you're 22. Believe me.
6. The first story I ever finished (at least one that was long enough to really count as a story and not just a drabble) was still in the line of the fantastic mess of a crossover, although there was already much more of me and my own characters in it, thankfully. Otherwise it was quite badly written, with many clichés, but I was very young, so in light of that it's not such a bad story after all. I had some really good ideas for some moments of it (some of which I'm still fond of) and struggled hard to fill in the rest. The good thing to say for it is that I knew how it would end when I started writing it. That seems to be my personal rule for good storywriting now. Even this doesn't always work, but it seems it never works when I don't know the ending.
7. The next story I finished - or almost finished, because there are some little unfinished bits here and there - was much longer and took me several years to complete. I filled nine A5 exercise books with it (some of them thin, though) and missed it a lot when I came to the ending I had foreseen when I started writing it. Over the course of writing it, many things had changed, including the particular circumstances of the foreseen ending and my writing style - and my main character, Vladyka. Which was the point of the story, so it was a good thing. He's now, still, my favourite character ever, I believe. He started out, both as a person in the story and as a character, as a teenager with the usual bunch of teenaged problems, except that he lived in an unusual neighbourhood... Stínadla. Still a bit of a crossover there - I'll probably never fully grow out from that. But I managed to implement my own points of view into the story. Vladyka grew into something much more than just a teenager with teenaged problems during the course of the story, and as a character, too. He was the first character whom I was able to imagine older and grown up, and that certainly marks him as special.
I wrote the story for my sister, because she asked for a story for her birthday. I finished it long after that particular birthday. If I ever, hypothetically, get it published (which isn't very likely to happen, considering the setting), it will be dedicated to her. Period.
8. If you want to know what Vladyka is like now that he's grown up, read this story: http://marmota-b.deviantart.com/art/Beyond-98454428 - he's not the main character there, but he's nonetheless very important. I'm rather proud of this story - while feeling as if I hadn't written it myself, because it sort of grew under my fingers as I typed - I started it just as an exercise in writing in English, playing with an idea I got from a strangely realistic dream, and it grew to be 12 pages long, more than I had expected it to. And it threw a new character at me. Stories behave like that sometimes.
And the half: The story that's currently lurking in my head is, again, in the line of fantastic mess of a crossover - this time I want to make it a sensible fantastic mess of a crossover, where the "crossover" part would be part of the point, not just a surfacing randomness. I don't know when it will be done - probably still long after I get more sense of it. And, surprise, it will have a totally new set of characters. It will deal with...
I award Celtic Fairie of Total Procrastination. Because I can, and I want to. And Becky of Sew and So. Because, among other things, the title of her blog finally taught me how to pronounce "sew". And Janul. Consider it a birthday gift of sorts.
Neither of you has to do this kind of post. I know I'm breaking the rules, but I don't want to spoil the joy of being awarded by forcing you into something.
8. června 2008 v 13:52 | Marmota
This time by Geri
. Although before her by Oona, sort of. But at that time I didn't get any good ideas what to write, so I ignored it...
What was I doing 10 yeas ago?
Well, I was ten, and it was June, so I was obviously looking forward to summer holidays. I would go to a holiday camp with many of my friends, and that would be awesome, I assure you. I also might have been carefully coloring in the Disney Hunchback of Notre Dame coloring pages I got from my sister for my tenth birthday. I was very keen on it back then, although I've actually never seen the film. And, last but not least, we had hamster back then, so I might have been playing with him.
5 things on my to-do list
None. I don't have a to-do list. When I have one, I usually do only half of the things on it, which is depressing. And, hey, who makes a to-do list for Sunday?
But I want to do some things. Like admire our cat and her kittens. And look at the load of photos I took yesterday on a railway trip. And maybe something else.
Snacks I enjoy
You don't really want to know...
You do? OK. Bread with grease, salt and onion. Toast with garlic. Scrambled eggs with onion (best on grease or butter!). Smoked sprats in oil as is from can (without the oil, though). Meat in many forms and ways of preparing. Halušky.
And pancakes. And sweet dumplings. Blueberries and all kinds of blueberry meals. Müsli with yoghurt. Kávenky (waffles with coffee flavour filling, from Slovakia). And when we're at it, also Mila (from the same company, with cream filling and coated with chocolate). And when we're at it, also chocolate. And when we're at it, also cocoa, although that's a drink. Cherries from our cherry tree. Apples. One special kind of corn cereals with honey flavour and coconut. Semolina porridge. Bread as is (the Czech wheat and rye kind). Sponge-biscuits (is it really called so?!). Banana milkshake. No, wait, that's a drink too.
Things I would do if I were a billionaire
I'm safe. That's not me. I'd spend the money on fabrics and books and DVD's before I could become a billionaire.
Places I have lived
Strange, but I've never moved in my live. I've always lived in this little town of Český Brod, although I was born in Plzeň. But that's just because my mom was born there and was visiting when it happened...
Jobs I have had
None yet. I'm a lazy person. And when I wanted to take a job when I came to university, father told me to study and don't be bothered by a job. I'm glad I did what he told me, after all.
6 people I want to know more about
Eeh... most of them aren't living persons anymore. Like apostle Paul or so, you know.
EDIT: Wait! I didn't write there about drop (Dutch liquorice) and karvutes (Lithuanian toffee candy)! So, here I write about them.
And I realised there might be someone who makes a to-do list for Sunday... Ministers, priests and whatever other names people give them. I hope they have another day of the week without a to-do list.
18. května 2008 v 15:27 | Marmota
(No, a teď mi povězte, jak se tomuhle říká česky...)
1. Pick up the nearest book.
2. Open to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the next three sentences.
5. Tag five people, and acknowledge who tagged you.
Normally, the nearest book when I'm sitting at computer is an atlas I left on the window for a reason (the reason being my laziness). On page 123 the index starts; and the sixth, seventh and eighth entries are "Abaja, Abakan, Abariringa". Sounds entertaining, huh?
That's why I deliberately left my Bible at the computer today after coming from the church.
"If it is a person between the ages of five and twenty, set the value of a male at twenty shekels and of a female at ten shekels. If it is a person between one month and five years, set the value of a male at five shekels of silver and that of a female at three shekels of silver. If it is a person sixty years old or more, set the value of a male at fifteen shekels and of a female at ten shekels."
Not much better. (No, it's not selling to slavery, but I'm not able to explain what it really is, because I don't understand it...)
It resembles those scary stories about ministers who on Sunday morning still didn't know what they're going to preach on.
Hm... what about the New Testament?
"Aeneas, Peter said to him, Jesus Christ heals you. Get up and tidy up your mat. Immediately Aeneas got up."
A bit more hopeful.
I'm not tagging anyone, because nobody is reading me; and those who are have already done this anyway...
Abych nezůstala bez obrázku... Výrobek nějakých dětí, honem zachycený mobilem. Docela inspirativní. PET lahev proměněná v raketu Apolo 12. (I s tím jedním "l", myslím.) / Not to be without a picture... Some children's creation, captured quickly on my mobile phone. Quite inspirative. A PET bottle turned into space rocket Apolo 12. (Including the one "l", I think.)
11. září 2007 v 14:17 | Marmota
Jsem obyvatelka České republiky s přezdívkou Svišť, odtud ten název blogu. Latinské jméno pro sviště je marmota, což zase používám jako mezinárodní přezdívku, odtud ta druhá část názvu blogu. B v adrese blogu pochází z mého příjmení. Takže celkově na internetu vystupuju jako Marmota-B.
I'm a female inhabitant of the Czech Republic with nickname Svišť, i.e. Marmot, Groundhog. As an international nickname I use the Latin form of marmot, Marmota. That's where the name of this blog comes from. The "B" in the URL comes from my surname. So my usual nick on the internet is Marmota-B.
(For international readers: "Přidat komentář" means, of course, "Add a comment". "Celý článek" means "Whole article". So if you see that, click it, because more informations will come.)