11.03.09
It’s that time of year again: NaNoWriMo 2009
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Forget the cold winds and gray skies; nothing quite says November like the frantic scrambling of thousands of amateur (and maybe a few professional) writers across the globe as they participate in terrifying challenge of National Novel Writing Month.
Never heard of it? Here’s all you need to know: crazy people (like me) spend from midnight on Nov. 1 to midnight on Nov. 31 trying to write a 175-page novel. That’s 50,000 words in one month, averaging at about 1,666 words a day. There’s no prize if you win except the satisfaction that your tears, sweat and maybe a little bit of blood went into producing those 50,000 words.
The beauty of NaNoWriMo is that the writing doesn’t have to be good; it just has to be fast. The idea behind NaNoWriMo is get writers writing without worrying about little things that bog them like editing or spelling mistakes – editing is what December is for, after all. Often times a writer gets so caught up in trying to make every single word perfect that they forget to focus on getting their story out, and it takes them ages to keep on writing.
For some, writing the 50,000 words is a piece of cake – I’ve already seen people on the NaNoWriMo Forums that have 31,000 words and it’s not even the end of day three yet! But for others, even hitting that daily word count goal is like pulling teeth. I’m somewhere in the middle. I currently have 3,385 words, and I’ll need 5,000 by the end of the day to make the daily word goal. Getting the word count usually isn’t hard for me, but getting my inner editor to shut up so I can write new words instead editing the last thousand or so is another challenge completely.
This will be my second year participating for NaNoWriMo. I participated last year, and got about 23,000 words before I decided I hated my story and I quit. I’m hoping to do a little better or at least cross the finish line this year. One of my goals in life is to complete NaNoWriMo at least once because it’s such an interesting challenge.
So if you haven’t signed up this year, it’s not too late to do so! Head on over to NaNoWriMo.org and join in the insanity!
10.07.09
Heroes and its Destruction of its Characters’ Lives
Last week, the fourth season of the NBC drama Heroes premiered. I love this show, have watched it since the first season, and will probably stick by it until it runs its course. However, I can’t overlook the major destruction the show is working in the lives of its characters. It started with the end of last season when they cut down the original cast still further with the death of Nathan Petrelli, but then brought him back by making Sylar believe he was Nathan. There’s two characters whose lives are destroyed, one permanently, but by the looks of things, Sylar is back on track to what he calls a life. Then there’s Matt Parkman, the one who did the Nathan/Sylar switch and who is now being kept constant company by Sylar, whom Matt can’t seem to help but scream at in front of people. Noah Bennet is working through the end of his marriage and is currently living in an apartment alone, eating cereal for supper. Peter Petrelli isn’t doing much better. Sure, he’s happy working three shifts as a New York paramedic alone, but the furniture in his apartment consists of a bed, a cork board, and a phone that sits on the floor. Congrats writers, you’ve managed to make one of the most likeable heroes into a self denying, family dissing workaholic. Then there’s Claire Bennet, for whom things seem to be going pretty good, but the show never lets anything good happen to her. She’s been through three boys in the last three seasons, and none of them have stuck around. Her friend, Gretchen, won’t stick around very long either if she follows precedent.
While I acknowledge the need for a TV show to keep watchers’ interest, completely destroying the characters and annihilating everything about them doesn’t make me want to watch more. It makes me sick watching Parkman yell at Sylar and Peter being manipulated for at least the thrid time. Plus, these last two shows have been rather slow. They better get the plot moving soon and have the characters get their heads out of the clouds.
01.05.09
Help Wanted!
The Verve section of The Volante is looking for reviewers and columnists for the 2009 spring semester! We’d like to see some fresh faces in our section, so if you think you’re cut out to be a
- book, video game or movie reviewer
- humor columnist
- relationship columnist
Please send a 250 to 300 word sample of your column/review to the Verve editor Jessica Kokesh at Jessica.L.Kokesh@usd.edu as soon as possible. Thank you!
10.15.08
Dakota Days Police Ridealong
For our 24 Hours of Dakota Days photo project, reporter Josie Kerk was able to ridealong with a member of the Vermillion Police Department from 11 p.m. to 1 a.m. Unfortunately, her photos were too dark or blurry for our printed product. We decided to put some of them online instead with Josie’s firsthand account of her experience during the ridealong.
11:16 P.M. — As we pull out of the station parking lot and turn onto Main Street, the officer tells me he’s been out on the streets since four o’clock today. He used to be a USD football player and worked for campus safety before joining the force. We get only a half block from station when we turn in to assist a young girl vomiting under a streetlight at the 100 block of West Main Street. The girl says she’s fine just and was only trying to make herself vomit so she would feel better. We leave the scene as she carries on down the street and joins a friend.
11:20 P.M. — We turn back on the road and head east down Main Street, breaking into the main crowd traveling between bars. Four officers are working the downtown area in two-man teams and the yellow tye-dye of the crisis team travels in packs through the commotion.
Our car is greeted both warmly and offensively by the crowd—some waves and smiles, a peace sign, and a few other hand gestures.
11:22 P.M.— Out of ground zero, we begin weaving in and out of the neighborhoods on preventative maintenance. The officer says it does a world of difference to break up house parties by just getting out of his car, and just seeing him is discouraging to troublemakers.
Many couples and groups of friends are walking the dimly lit streets. Some quietly look away from us, but many wave or wish us happy Ddays.
11:29 P.M. – Suddenly, we hone in on a male and female with open Coors and Busch lite containers at the corner of Yale and National. As WE whip alongside the corner, they drop their cans at a tree trunk and walk briskly away.
The officer hops out of the car and yells at them to return to the corner. The couple doesn’t have their IDs on them, but both admit to being 20. The officer says he’ll give them a break on the open containers, but they will be cited for minors and receive a mandatory court date.
The female asks if a breathalyzer test is coming up. It is. Worried about her boyfriend’s fourth minor, she asks if there’s any way out of the situation, or to corner most of the blame on herself. The office advises her that her boyfriend’s minors are his own problem.
They continue to ask for a legal way out, or an alternate sobriety test. The breathalyzers are used one at a time alongside the car. The male suggests to the officer that he should be catching all the vandals they’ve been seeing all night instead of citing minors, but the officer asks why he isn’t reporting the damage himself to help them out.
The officer dumps the nearly full cans out in front of the car before putting them in the trunk. We take off.
11:51 P.M. – The officer says that there are rumors going around about getting jail time for that kind of stuff. Apparently losing a license isn’t big enough, but even the stiffness of jail time will wear off with time too, he said.
11:54 P.M. – We turn onto Jefferson, then Roosevelt. Officers are opening citations for open containers continually on the radio.
The officer, who was working the downtown streets earlier tonight, says it’s easier because students tend to be in a good mood and are less likely to start a fight in an officer’s precense.
11:57 P.M. – We stop on West Cherry Street to move a construction cone out of the road.
12:07 A.M. – We hear about a loose oxygen tank in the alley behind Hollywood video over the radio. Searching around for a guy who wanted to commit himself to the hospital and then ran away, we start moving through the alleys.
12:16 A.M. – We head back to Cherry Street to respond to a noise complaint at the 1200 block of East Cherry and a female passed out on the lawn nearby. There are two other cars already at the scene and they shine a flashlight at top window of the house, but since it’s no raging kegger, we leave and begin patrolling the outskirts of Vermillion.
12:23 A.M. – Driving through an alley, we see the case for an electrical or telephone box lying in the alley. The officer recovers the box and picks up some overturned dumpsters.
12:38 A.M. – We drive behind the medical school at the intersection of Harvard and Clark Streets. I see a tall man and a young girl visiting with another officer. The officer in my car gets out to assist. There are three cops now I can notice on the scene.
Suddenly, two cops begin to take the man to the ground with handcuffs. A third rushes over to help and the girl runs towards them. They yell at her to get back by the car and she doesn’t listen. She just stands there anyway observing.
They handcuff the man and bring him over to my car. He leans against the outside of the car behind my window while they pat him down. He acts very surprised when they begin, and tells the cops to leave him alone. He continues to move and jerk about, yelling and insulting both officers. He’s very angry and very verbal.
Meanwhile, the girl is arrested with less aggression and put in another car. The man is put in the car and sits directly behind me.
12:47 A.M. – We return to the station, and the man is taken out of the seat behind me. He complains that he can’t be arrested for an attitude problem.
10.06.08
Photos from “The Voice of the Prairie”
Here are several photos from the USD Theatre 2008 production of John Oliver’s “The Voice of the Prairie,” starring Phil Johnson, Ty Hudson, Kevin Kelly, Katie Henrichson, Erin Gallion, Miles Brindley, Krysta Dziak, Tom Crouse and Eric Adams.
“The Voice of the Prairie” is the story of David Quinn and his unlikely rise to fame on the radio in the 1920s. David tells stories of his childhood adventures with his Poppy and his childhood love interest, Frankie the Blind Girl. Directed by Roberta Rude, “The Voice of the Prairie” performs Monday and Tuesday at 7:30 p.m. in the Wayne S. Knutson Theatre.

Leon Schwab (Kevin Kelly) tries to convince David Quinn (Ty Hudson) to tell his stories on air for Schwab's program, "The Voice of the Prairie."
Photos by John Larson/The Volante.





