A Fantastical Q&A– Part Two (in which I answer the greatest riddle of all time)

Good morning, Cyberspace! Seeing as though the title of this Smudge is A Fantastical Q&A– Part Two, I’m just going to assume that you’re here because you’ve already read (and hopefully enjoyed???) Part One and want to know how this drudgingly long Q&A ends.

And if that isn’t the case, and you just decided to click Part Two having no idea whatsoever as to what you were clicking, then you’re just plain weird.

Which is awesome. *flings cookies at your face*

But since I’m trying to keep this post much shorter than the last one, I’m going to skip the lengthy and slightly unnecessary intro and just jump into the questions.

Okay?

Okay!

Let the questioning COMMENCE!

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Question Thirteen– What’s your favorite language (other than English) and what language would you want to learn most (or are currently learning)? [yes, I do realize that was two questions :P ] —loverofbunnies2

(I included that second part because I find it hilarious, and also because I highly approve of your parenthesis usage)

I’m not sure if this actually counts as an entirely different language, but I think my favorite language besides English would have to be sign language, or ASL in particular. Technically, ASL is sort of still English, but I’m going to treat it like a completely different language, anyway. I mean, it’s pretty much a complete language all its own, right?

…right?

I took a sign language class in school a few years back, but for my senior year we decided to pick it up again, and I absolutely fell in love with it. It’s just so extraordinary to be able to talk without using any words. Almost magical.

And I also love flopping my hands around and having it mean something.

Question Fourteen– What fictional world do you want to live in? —shewillwriteandwrite

*sucks in deep breath*

*screams*

WONDERLAND WONDERLAND WONDERLAND WONDERLAND WONDERLAND WONDERLAND WONDERLAND WONDERLAND WONDERLAND!!!!!!!!

Give me Wonderland or give me DEATH!

did I actually just do a short answer? #miracle

Question Fifteen– What made you wake up and say “I want to start a blog today.”? —kirsten

For me, starting a blog wasn’t really an “Oh! I’m gonna start a blog today!” sort of thing. It was a long-time coming, really, and the initial thought actually sprouted into my mind late at night, which is…not normal.

But my initial plan for a blog was nothing like what you’re seeing today. In fact, what I was initially going to do was make a short story blog, where I would post chapter-by-chapter stories weekly/yearly/never.

And then I found Wattpad, and my dream was crushed.

But then I wrote a short story for a competition (which I never actually entered???) that they were hosting, and thus spawned Gretel. So technically it wasn’t an entire disappointment, yes?

But the desire to blog still nagged at me like an irritating mosquito bite, and I decided that I should still start a blog because #whynot. Sure, it wouldn’t be what I had initially planned, but I’ve always been deathly afraid of story-stealers, anyway.

So I decided that my little blog would house all of my fantabulous (bahahahahahahaha)writing advice, and also some book reviews and other such nonsense that I’ve never actually done on here.

I’m not sure of the exact date when I decided to make a web address and everything, but all it took was one summer morning, about three billion years of web design and widget frustration, and BAM!

Smudged Thoughts was born.

You’re welcome.

Question Sixteen– What’s your favorite computer game? —rosedalearts

I think a lot of people would probably answer this question with Minecraft, but if I’m being totally honest here, Minecraft freaks me out.

There’s just too much freedom. It’s terrible.

Sometimes I’ll play with my brother when he spawns a new world, and I’ll just be wandering aimlessly around trying to make a tree hut whilst he’s down in the depths of a mine digging up diamonds and emeralds and a bunch of other random stuff while simultaneously creating a four-story mansion and going into monster horde dungeons to collect treasure.

It’s really quite unfair.

I actually don’t play many computer games… I used to, and my absolute favorite game was Webkinz. I mean, I guess that’s more of a website than a game, but still. It was the best.

But now I’ve lost my password and my email address has changed so there’s literally no way I can ever go back and play it again.

#depressing

I feel like I really failed at answering this question…

Question Seventeen– If you were to borrow a theme-song, which one would it be? —To be a Shennachie

I’m not exactly sure if you mean ‘borrow’ as in another super-hero’s theme-song, or if you mean ‘borrow’ as in any song on the entire planet.

I’m going with the latter.

And my theme song would be–

This.

You know that feeling when a song just speaks to you on a personal level? This song does that for me. It lifts me up when I’m feeling down. It gives me hope when I have none.

I really don’t know what I would do without this song, guys. If you have a moment, you should really give it a listen. You won’t be disappointed.

Question Eighteen– WHY ARE WRITERS GENERALLY CRAZY, HYPER PEOPLE? #me —monkeyeverythingblog

#metoo, monkeyeverythingblog. #metoo

And the answer to this question is quite simple.

Writers are generally crazy, hyper people because we literally sit in a chair all day and do nothing besides flex our brainy muscles until they turn to mush.

And thus, once we actually begin to physically move, our bodies immediately think, “OH MY WORD WE’RE ACTUALLY MOVING SOMETHING OTHER THAN THE FINGERS WHAT IN THE WORLD IS HAPPENING????” and so–in their immense state of panic and confusion–they find it completely impossible to stop moving/making loud noises out of their food-holes.

We’re basically like the energizer bunny. Except not pink.

Or fluffy.

(I am actually both pink and fluffy, but whatever. No biggie.)

Question Nineteen– What’s your favorite TV show/movie? —shewillwriteandwrite

So, just to be clear on this, you want my ABSOLUTE FAVORITE TV show/movie, correct?

Hahaha…

…ha.

Here’s my list:

— TV Shows —

• Sherlock
• Doctor Who
• Phineas and Ferb
• SpongeBob SquarePants
• Fringe

— Movies —

• LEGO BATMAAAAAAAAAAANNNNN!
• Alice In Wonderland (Tim Burton Version)
• Harry Potter
• The Nightmare Before Christmas
• Lord of The Rings
• Corpse Bride

#sosimple

Question Twenty– Do you throw cookies at people in real life? What do you think would be the most useful cookie for throwing at people? Would you carry cookies with you to throw, and how often would you throw them? —kirsten

Now these are very, very good questions, and I thank thee muchly for asking them.

However, I must disappoint you and say that…no.  I do not currently throw cookies at people.

BUT NOTICE HOW I SAID CURRENTLY!

Because I have a plan, Cyberspace! Oh ho ho, I have a plan! And it is a beautiful plan. It is a glorious plan.

It is the bestest, most wonderful plan that has ever existed in the history of plans.

And it shall take place if/when I ever actually finish a book that’s worth publishing.

So basically never.

But as for the most useful cookie to throw, it is my firm belief that Chips Ahoy, Oreos, and basically any of those weirdly delicious-yet-hard-and-crispy-cookies-that-look-and-taste-nothing-like-a-real-cookie would be perfect for throwing, as they will not crumble into absolutely nothing upon impact.

And you also get an entire bag of them without having to sit near a stifling oven all day whilst donning a chef’s hat.

(you cannot bake cookies without donning a chef’s hat, sir)

However, I also believe that chocolate chip oatmeal cookies would be deliciously fling-able, as well, so that has to be my second choice…

And also they’re my favorite cookie.

And I would most definitely carry cookies with me to fling at people’s faces! Dost thou ever doubt?

But, of course, I cannot do this yet, because #STICKTOTHEPLANSMOLKENZIE! 

But I will do this someday…

Oh, yes. Yes, I will…

And I would pretty much fling them at everybody constantly. I mean, who doesn’t want to get hit in the face with a cookie? I know I would want to get hit in the face with a cookie…

Especially if it was chocolate chip oatmeal…

Question Twenty-One– Would you rather have tea with swamp monsters or posh skeletons? —rosedalearts

Seeing as though the foul substance known as tea is my MEGA ARCH-RIVAL, my initial reaction to this question was a resounding, BLECH!

However, it has since come to my attention that they shall also be serving fruit punch as well as the disgraceful tea, and therefore I shall humbly accept their offer of fruity liquid.

And I’ll admit it, I kept bouncing back and forth between my two options here. At first I was going to go with the swamp monsters, because skeletons just really freak me out, okay?

They’re people…who are dead.

Gross.

And then they’ve got those grinning jaws and weird pushed-in noses and maggots crawling out of their rotting brains and I just really don’t like skeletons, guys.

But then, as I continued pondering my answer, I realized that swamp monsters are pretty much a dime a dozen around here. Posh skeletons on the other hand…well…

I really need to see this with my own eyes.

So I shall be drinking fruit punch with the moldy posh skeletons, please. They probably have better manners than the swamp monsters, anyway.

And they’re posh.

Question Twenty-Two– Where’s Waldo? —To be a Shennachie

Right behind you…

Question Twenty-Three– Among all the “novels” or stories that you’ve written, which one inspired you or gave you the biggest feeling of accomplishment? … or I could also ask, which one was your fav? —monkeyeverythingblog

Okay, so I’ve got like three different answers depending on which way I look at this question, and I don’t know which one to give…

So I’mma give them all.

The story that gave me the biggest feeling of accomplishment really has to be the very first novel I actually completed–The Dragon Elements. I was around 13-ish when I wrote it, and by the time I was finished, it weighed in at about 515 computer pages. To me, that was one of the biggest milestones I’ve ever achieved.

And also probably one of the most junkiest stories I’ve ever written.

But it really was a giant accomplishment for me. I was so proud of that cliche little (giant?) book, and I remember very clearly the night that I actually finished the first draft. (or shall I say, the only draft)

Oh. And did I mention that I wrote the entire thing by hand?

Because I wrote the entire thing by hand.

(and it was painful)

But when it comes to which story inspired me the most, I’m going to have to go with T, which is a story that A) you have not heard anything about yet, and B) I have not even written at this current point in time.

HOWEVER. This story is so inspiring to me, and is therefore the most inspiring story that I have ever not written.

But my favorite book (that I’ve actually written) has to be everlost. Not necessarily plot-wise, but character-wise, it is quite literally a masterpiece.

Thao is perfection, Adaline is adorably insane, Peter is a nerd (which is awesome) and “Bella” is nearly everything I wanted her to be.

Nearly.

The plot could obviously use some tightening and correcting and maybe even some twisting, but other than that, I’m totally in love with this story, and I cannot wait until the second draft is done so that I can share it with my betas.

Who will promptly shred it and tear it and burn it at the stake, but we’re getting ahead of ourselves, here.

Question Twenty-Three– How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood? —My Flawless Sister

Yes.

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Well, that’s it from me, Cyberspace! Those are my answers to all of your delightfully weird, wacky, and absolutely wonderful questions! (If I forgot one, feel free to stab me with your favorite rusted pitchfork) I would like to thank each and every one of you for commenting with your questions! None of this would ever have happened without you, and you, sir, deserve ALL OF THE COOKIES!

Also–if there’s one recluse out there like me who hasn’t noticed–it is officially July, folks. And you all know what that means.

Hiatus.

I know. I know. This is sad for all of us. How will you survive without me here to yak at your face every Tuesday? What will you do without my somber words of wisdom? Who will fling cookies at your face, if not I?

No one. You shall have no cookie flinging while I’m gone, obviously.

But you shall survive, dear bean. You shall survive. For I will only disappear until August, and by then I’ll be so behind on the blogosphere rejuvenated that I shall crumple into a puddle of tears write ALL OF THE POSTS and fling ALL OF THE COOKIES at your sad faces until you smile.

But until then, I must leave you. It has been an honor, my dearest peeps, but now I must say farewell. Farewell, my smol crumblings, my marshmallows, and my fellow crazies. Farewell.

Until the seven suns rise again…

*flings cookies in your face and disappears*

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