I'm a little behind of my timeline because I don't have a charger for my laptop to complete my tweets but did get a chance to create a Twitter account today. I tweeted my first tweet and I have a feeling that my story will be told through my character successfully through twitter. This week I plan on being more engage in finding pictures to support my story. Overall I'm doing alright in the benchmark process.

Alright, I just made my characters twitter account. This looks like it might actually be fun. Though, I have a feeling it can get real old, real quick. I set up a few tweets for tonight and tomorrow morning. I want to come up with some more... at least for all of tomorrow. That way, tomorrow, I can set up some stuff for all of Thursday and maybe Friday. By Friday I want to have all of the tweets set up through the next week. I figure if I'm a week ahead I won't miss any posts and it won't require attention from me daily. 

I sort of don't know what to tweet about though, as his daily life. I'm sure questions he would have are different than the ones I think of for him. I have a decent idea of what I want to say for monday when he goes back to school, but I'll have him stay home until then. Today is only tuesday.What adventures can i send him on for the next few days? Hopefully something that will reveal how he got amnesia in the first place and something about his dad. Maybe I will have him visit the cemetery... hmm... something...

Since my character is away on vacation she has limited internet access. But she can get online at the town library, which she rarely likes to go to. I did make a tumblr account for her though, and throughout the story she will make a few post on it. But because of her limited web access she keeps a journal. I will keep record of that journal on word. Next, I will be deciding what type of friends she has on tumblr and what things she will post in her brief postings. 

Over the last week, I have created a Facebook account for my character.  I have uploaded pictures that detail her life, added interests and personality information and created an academic profile.  Currently, she has 13 friends, but I hope to increase that number by publicizing through my own Facebook.  There is ongoing conversations on her page, and she is becoming a living, breathing entity.  

My next step is to create a Twitter account for her, which will allow me to schedule my tweets for the actual action of the story.  Since it happens within the course of a few hours, this all needs to be set ahead of time, using socialoomph.com (hopefully). I originally planned for the climax to occur on April 11th, but may choose to move that up, so it fits into the third quarter.  

The process is in its beginning stages. I have created a tumblr account chuckandcrew.tumblr.com for my character. I am in the process of creating a couple other tumblrs that intertwine with my character to show its realistic view. I am going to use this as my only tool since twitter is now not needed in the works of what I am doing. I believe I can accomplish alot with tumblr since it has alot more items and tools to work toward.​

“Twitter” will assist me in the presentation of my story. So far, I have a rough outline/time-line (lacking some essentials) for my story and I have created accounts for my two main characters. I would like to construct the framework so that my story is told successfully. I will continue to work on the missing components of the story, and begin soon.

Things to Consider

·      Will my characters have followers?

·      Who are the characters’ followers?

·      Should Lisa’s perspective be told like a diary?

·      What are the main events?

·      How will the story end?

Woke up, stumbled out of bed, and got dressed in black pants, boots and the sweater he bought me. I brushed my teeth and hair and did my makeup half halfheartedly because it would be running down my face later anyway. We all left to go to my grandmom's, while there I drained a can of Pepsi because I'd need the caffeine today. I sat in the room full of people draped in black until the limo came. Then I jumped in the truck with my stepdad and little brother and made my way to the funeral home, he was exactly how we had left him last night; face stuffed with cotton, makeup everywhere, cold and hard. They made it look like he was smiling, but it wasn't his smile. The room seemed to grow smaller in the hour we all sat there, maybe 20 of us all together. We took turns going up in groups, holding his cold hands and each other's warm ones. Tears broke through everyone's blank masks, sobs ripped up the throats of the more emotional people. Everyone there held each other close while the priest spoke words of kindness before leaving to prepare for the mass we were holding at ten for anyone that happened to show up.
We all watched as they closed the casket; cue more tears and sobs, long hugs and gripped hands keeping us all connected to one another even when we were farther apart. My cousin, Patrick, and I grabbed a ton of tissues before we followed the casket out to the front where our marked cars sat, we climbed in and made our way to the church. Inside we were surrounded by statues of saints and mock-up scenery of a desert that Jesus walked through for forty days before being crucified. His casket stood in the middle of the aisle before the alter, a white sheet laid over it with golden crosses embroidered in it and a crucifix lying where his head was against the white pillow inside. I walked by to the altar to read from "The Prophet Isaiah" and again to go back to my seat to watch and listen to the rest of the mass. When the mass had ended I followed the casket back out of the church and watched as the funeral home director placed a flag over him.
We then went to the cemetery; the memorial for veterans, he fought in Korea. We sat there waiting for what seemed like hours and then followed a National Guard soldier to a small place with a white sheet overhead. We barely felt the cold wind bite at our faces as rifles rang out, every bullet piercing the heart of every one gathered there. We listened with hot tears making tracks down our faces as a soldier played Taps and a flag was presented to my grandmother. And then we left, leaving a little piece of ourselves there within a casket, within him.

Never Made a List Before But Here We Go. 

1. Dress colors
2. Budgets 
3. Dress style  
4. Prom tickets 
5. Budgets
6. Dress. 
7. Shoes. 
8. Hair. 
9. Make- up.
10. Budgets
11. Accessories. 
12. Jewelry
13. After prom 
14. Hotels
15. Beach house  
16. Budgets 
17. Friends 

With my benchmark I am doing pretty good. I have decided to do my benchmark using Twitter as my tool.  I have posted my first post for my two characters.  I hope to make a least one post a day for the characters.  Until around Friday post from the story will not be seen.  Only post where the character talks about her day, or says a positive note.