Welcome to River of Dreams, the ficlog of Refe which is hardly ever updated because she doesn't write so much anymore. If you want to see her works, you better prod her and poke her with a stick because she won't get into action. Either that or you can just go to her mainlog.

And visit these lovely people because they write so freaking well and she can't compare:

Les. Ekai. Maia. Meemee. Lady Harle. Melina.

^__^ And a special plug to Autumn's Bounty, Melina's lovely blog series. :)

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I am in desperate need of ideas. We have to do a compilation for Computer class of whatever we have written from Grade 6 to highschool. Sure, I've written a lot but I haven't finished any so that rules 90% of what I've written out. Any ideas on what to write?

-- Refe-chan slept soundly and dreamt on 5:01 AM.

Today, I just looked through my back-up files of the stories I had long deleted because they were either too weird or I didn't want to continue them anymore. :\ I saw a story that I really liked but then I stole the idea from my friend so I stopped working on it.

I made a fat lot of versions with that story. Like more than five? XD I was never satisfied. I rewrote the story today and when I got lost in one part, I had to rush all over my room, searching for my brown notebook that held a couple of information but then it wasn't there so I went around searching for my blue notebook because I remembered that I had written something that was related to the story there but it wasn't there either. I went through all my files and it wasn't there.

I was desperately looking for the first draft I made for the story because I knew it was there but I didn't find it. T_T And then... after minutes of wailing and weeping for my lost draft, it popped up. It was right under my nose... literally. *dies*

Anyway, I dunno why I'm rambling about this but what the heck, this is my blog so I'm gonna rant all I want. Muahahaha.

Lesson for the day: Organize all your files before you go crazy looking for them. x__x;;;

-- Refe-chan slept soundly and dreamt on 2:56 AM.

Let me see... ficlog is nearly dead. ^.^

I'm expecting a new layout for this soon. Also, most of my fics are being crucially self-edited. I have a new story coming up. Buahahahaha. It's original. XD Wheeeeeeeeeee~!!!

It's about this girl [dunno her name yet] who survives a fire accident. She's the only lone survivor. She didn't even get burnt by the flames and blah di blah. XD She grows up to be one lonely girl. She think she's cursed. People hate her. Okay... I must change the plot.

Oiya. There's another one. :\ Methinks I'm gonna call it "Timeless", if there ever is such a word. XD It's pretty much complicated. And me ish still going to sort things out. Wheeeeee~

Anyway, I better go meditate now. T__T I desperately want to know how it feels like. So baibai! ^_____^

*rolls away... and falls over a cliff*

-- Refe-chan slept soundly and dreamt on 1:16 AM.

Yeah, I think I fixed the layout now, Meemee-chan. ^_^ I think it was just that I couldn't view this window in my browser for some reason so I didn't see what happened to my layout. Gyah. I don't know what's the matter with my computer...

-- Refe-chan slept soundly and dreamt on 2:31 AM.

I think I should change the layout now. It's gone a bit too stale already. >.> Oh, and the fics are dead.

*bangs head on the wall*

-- Refe-chan slept soundly and dreamt on 1:27 AM.

Okay, I have kept this bottled up until now. You and you probably know who I’m talking about.

Take this: A girl walks up to you and asks you to beta/help her with her fic. You read it [god-awfully written… bad! grammar, equally bad! English and very bad!! prose] and tell her that it should be this way and not that way, explaining the itty bitty facts about stories to her.

After that, she whines. She whines about being a newbie to English and that she doesn’t know much grammar [and she’s three years older than you]. She whines about ‘Am I not good enough???’ and ‘Do my stories suck???’. She whines and whines until she brings you to the edge.

Then she leaves, fuming. The next day, she comes back, again asking you to help her. You, being the very good [if you ever are] person, help her. She asks you for a title. You offer her titles and she rejects them all. Then, it turns out that she actually had a title for that certain fic after all.

You leave her alone for a while. Then, next, next day, she comes back in tears because someone has supposedly flamed her. You looked at the ‘flames’ and saw that it was criticism. You told her. She doesn’t listen and still says they’re flames. You give up. She comes up to you, still whining about the ‘flames’. You tell her this and that again [that she has to be OPEN-MINDED]. She doesn’t listen to you [and tells you that she has decided to be close-minded ever since her ??th birthday (which is stupid)]. Leaves.

Few hours later, she comes back. She makes you beta another god-preserve-us fic. You finally crack and tell her frankly that it danced around in a freaky manner, telling us all that it ‘S-U-C-K-E-D’. She looks at you, saying, “You’re really honest, aren’t you?”. You stare and get awed at her stupidity.

You offer her advice and even recommend fics to her so that she can see some way to improve. She says she doesn’t have time to read them. You stare again and get awed at her stupidity [well, think about it, she has the time to write, no time to read]. It turns out that she reads Sweet Valley. Okay, that’s not included. *sigh*

Annoying little facts that Refe has finally gone crazy over:

1. Her stories always have that annoying little Sakura-named character.
2. Her stories are always love stories, concerning Sakura.
3. Her stories suck.
4. Her stories are repetitions of all her other stories.
5. Her stories have no originality.
6. Her stories are written like crap because they are crap.
7. It is not a question of being close-minded or not, she’s plain stupid.
8. She’s immature.
9. I’m twelve, she’s three years older than me physically. Mentally, I’m sixteen and she’s nine.
10. She is downright annoying.

Okay, I think I’m being a little too harsh about it. But it really is true. *sigh* Ate Mai has even provided her with 101 solutions to her problem and the ingrate gave her a dose of whining at every solution.

-- Refe-chan slept soundly and dreamt on 6:27 AM.

Weeks have gone by without a single drop of inspiration in my brain. My stories are rotting [with matching moths hovering over them] in my computer and are ready to be buried. >.< I can't seem to find the right time to just contemplate and write continuations to my stories. I'm a baaaaaaad writer. >_<

Oiya. I have a new story running about in my brain. It's weird and I'm still trying to sort it out, making its plot sorta new and often unused. But I dunno.

Yes, a new story while all other are rotting. Someone hit me now. Please, I think I need it.

-- Refe-chan slept soundly and dreamt on 6:06 AM.