Month: September 2014

Crazy Little Things

When you are home alone you find your self doing all manner of odd things that if witnessed by “normal people” would get you locked in an insane asylum for sure.

That is a fact, and don’t even try to argue otherwise.

My Biology book was listing various growth changes caused by a dis-balance of somatropin (Hey! Spell check doesn’t recognize that as word!). It described people with pituitary dwarfism as well-proportioned midgets.
I laughed out loud for like five minutes.
No offense to anyone!
I am short, and my biology textbook used the word midget.
I don’t think anyone could begrudge me laughing at my school book using midget to describe real people…. could they?


Do you ever get a really short e-mail from a friend with a one-word response to your e-mail previous, and then have no idea how to respond to keep the virtual conversation going?

oh yes

Do you ever wonder if writing blog posts about your school work could actually count for school?

Are you all wondering what is with me today?

Yeah, so am I.


What crazy little things are on your mind today?

A Long Expected Party, and An Unexpected Delay

I feel so horrible! This is two days late!!!
I meant to post these celebratory quotes on Monday, but alas, I was prevented from doing so.
Anyhow, I hope you enjoy them now that they are up and posted.

β€œIn a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort.”

The Hobbit: Chapter 1: An Unexpected Journey

β€œDo you wish me a good morning, or mean that it is a good morning whether I want it or not; or that you feel good this morning; or that it is a morning to be good on?”

The Hobbit: Chapter 1: An Unexpected Journey

“When Mr. Bilbo Baggins of Bag End announced that he would shortly be celebrating his eleventy-first birthday with a party of special magnificence, there was much talk and excitement in Hobbiton.”

Fellowship of the Ring: Chapter 1: A Long-Expected Party

“After the feast (more or less) came the Speech. Most of the company were, however, now in a tolerant mood, at that delightful stage which they called ‘filling up the coroners’. They were sipping their favorite drinks, and nibbling at their favorite danties, and their fears were forgotten. They were prepared to listen to anything and cheer at every full stop.”

Fellowship of the Ring: Chapter One: A Long-Expected Party

Thirdly and finally, he said, I wish to make an ANNOUNCEMENT. He spoke this last word so loudly and suddenly that everyone sat up who still could. I regret to announce that – though as I said, eleventy-one years is far too short a time to spend among you – this is the END. I am going NOW. GOOD-BYE!

Fellowship of the Ring: Chapter One: A Long-Expected Party

Happy Birthday Bilbo and Frodo Baggins!

You Might be a Homeschooler If…

So, I was recently discovered something which, according to pinterest, I should have seen long ago.
Blimey Cow.
I watched their four videos on You Might be a Homeschooler If…
Of course they were hilarious!
So I decided to do my own list.
So, without further ado, here’s my…

You Might Be A Homeschooler If…

1: You’ve read the complete Chronicles of Narnia more times then you can remember.

2: You grew up watching such classic PBS shows as Mr. Rogers, Liberty’s Kids, Cyberchase, and Redwall.

3: You would slip out of naptime from kindergarten through first grade to watch Rick Steve’s European Tour.

4: You take a book every where you go in case you get the chance to do school.

5: You could live without TV as long as you had an extensive library.

6: You can’t watch a movie adaption of a book without reading the actual book.

7: Your history unit study for the month is whatever time period you are currently obsessed with.

8: You have the entire non-fiction areas in your library memorized.

9: You know the difference, and call your public school friends on incorrect usage, of their, there, and they’re.

10: Your idea of a fun day is a dark thunderstorm brewing overhead while you read Jane Eyre, or any classic novel, with a cup of tea/coffee/cocoa.

What else screams homeschooler to the rest of you?
Comment with your own additions to the list!

A Dream Achieved

Hello dear readers!

My apologies for dropping off the face of the earth. As I’ve mentioned, school is taking up a great deal of my time currently.

I wanted to let you know that I just completed a half marathon!

That’s right, I ran 13.1 miles, without stopping!

My legs are pretty much dead now, but I’m so glad I did it πŸ™‚

Now, time for a little backstory so you all understand why this accomplishment means so much to me.

I have been overweight since I was little, and was obese at 11. Because all of my friends were awesome, no one would tell me outright that I was a little on the chubby side.
I didn’t start really losing weight until I was about 15, which was also around the time I started really thinking about what i wanted to do with my life. The Air Force kept pushing its way into my mind. When i finally decided, yes, I want to go for this, I knew I really had to start pushing myself, and working hard to get fit for the demanding physical requirements.
At that time my greatest hurdle, physically, was (after push-ups anyway πŸ˜› ) running.
I hadn’t been a “runner’ since I was 9, and at age 14 I could barely run for about 20 yards.
I always wanted to run, ever since I’d read this article on running and cross country in a magazine.
I just never believed that I could do that.
a mile, maybe, because a mile was long.
But anything further, let alone a half marathon, forget it!
As luck would have it, we lived in a suburban area with a bike trail at the time I started my training ( age 16).
I joined Civil Air patrol, where I needed to do a timed Mile run once a month, and come in under 12 minutes.
And Now here I am, a year later, standing (or more correctly, half collapsed πŸ˜› ) at the end of a 13.1 mile course, which I completed in 3 hours exactly.
Believe me, I had plenty of time to look back on my past unfit self, and think of how I had dreamed of doing what I was doing at that moment. By the time I crossed the finish line, and the volunteer there hung that finishing medal around my neck, I wanted to cry.
I’d only ever dreamed of doing something like that, but never believed i really would!
Now here I am, fitter then I have ever been, and still working hard to grow even stronger.

Today I accomplished a dreamed. I half-sprinted (wish it could have been a full sprint, but I wasn’t able to make it to that before reaching finish line) across a finish line after running, sometimes jogging, once or twice dropping to a power walk, for 13.1 miles.

And that’s it.

To some people, it may seem small. I ran a race, so what? I’ve run hundred of full marathons!” or something like that, but for me, that half wasn’t just 13.1 miles. It wasn’t just a number. It was a sign. It was me proving that I can do anything I want. It was me proving I never have to go back to what I was 4 years ago.

Now I know, that all sounded really cheesy, but my half marathon was the textbook example of a cheesy/inner emotion stirring run. πŸ™‚

TCWT September Blog Chain

β€œWhat are your favorite book beginnings and/or endings?”

I think quite a lot of pressure is put on authors these days when it comes to the beginnings and endings for their books.
The beginning has to be exciting, and immediately grab the readers (why do people have such short attention spans these days? I don’t want to throw my MC in a well in the first chapter…) and the ending has to be satisfying, preferably with very little bloodshed from the main characters (I wonder why they want that…)

So today, I’m supposed to share with you some of my favorite beginnings and endings.

I like nice little simple beginnings that give us a sense of the character’s life and personality before the adventure finds them, and makes us smile.

So of course, top of the list, my number one favorite beginnings are from the Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings.
I love the simple beauty of shire life that is shown; the descriptions of Baggends and Bilbo and Frodo’s quiet life before Gandalf arrives and whisks them away on daring quest to defeat a dragon or a dark lord.
I love starting a story right there, with the quiet life of the hero.

“In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit”

Nothing better.

There are, however, some close seconds.

King of Attolia: King of Attolia starts with a wedding feast of a queen and her new king. It is clear from the start that there is a lot of suppressed rage at the marriage. Two months after the wedding, in the first chapter of the story, a common solider slugs the king.

Pride and Prejudice: “It is a fact universally acknowledged that a young man in possession of a good fortune must be in want of a wife.”

Jane Eyre: The beginning of Jane Eyre is probably one of the most depressing things ever, only surpassed by Oliver Twist. Three cousins picking on a lesser cousin? And not just teasing, but going at her with fists? How depressing.
Odd I like it… but I do. I like these little stories that start in the depths of sorrow, but at the end the mistreated figure rises above it.

Little Princess: Seeing a trend yet? This story starts with a carriage carrying the most loving father and daughter known to literature to the place where they will be separated at last. I love the descriptions of the day, and the school, and Miss Minchin because they are all very simple and childlike, describing them as Sarah would see them.

Now, I’d better go onto endings.

My top favorite ending of all time isn’t the actual ending of the book, but the end of a character, the end of the war, and the beginning of the end of the book.
In Inheritance by Christopher Paolini, I came across one of the greatest things ever.
A villain dying from enlightenment.
Galbatorix isn’t redeemed, or killed by the sword. He dies when his mind’s eye is open and he sees every dark deed he’s done, and feels the overwhelming sorrow and pain of his victims… he dies from knowledge. With every dark deed he had done in life, he killed himself.

Now for the runner ups.

The King of Attolia: Oh yeah, it’s here πŸ™‚ I love this book, seriously. After all the problems are resolved, the greatest thing happens in the end. The King becomes King. The royal guard never really believed in him (remember me saying a soldier slugged the kind?). They treated him as they would a royal (except that one time..), but they didn’t look at him as a king. In the end, Eugendides truly becomes King of Attolia, earning all of the guards’ respect. It is an amazing scene.

Allegiant: Yes, I liked this one. Heartbreaking, of course! But satisfying, mostly. I won’t give major spoilers, but I’d say the end displays what it truly means to love one’s family, and to forgive. If it had done so with slightly less depression or heartbreak, it might have been better. However, I think it was better then most people claim.

Little Princess: Of course! How can I not like the end? It is so sweet, and happy… Sarah is taken away from the nasty school, and Becky goes with her, and even the little homeless girl from that one street has a home. I love it πŸ™‚

And those are it. Those are probably my favorite beginning sand endings.
Some of them take a bit long to get to any action, some start straight out. Some may start with someone confined to their quarters, while others outside of a hole in a ground.

However they start, they are amazing stories.

They got listed here, didn’t they? πŸ˜‰

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Remember September

On a bright day in late summer 2001 a plane flew into the Trade World Center. A short time later it was followed by a second plane.

In Washington D.C. another plane hit the Pentagon.

A fourth plane failed to reach its intended target when a few brave and heroic passengers forced the plane down in Pennsylvania. All those on board were killed.

Over 3,000 people were killed on American soil in these acts of terrorism.

I ask you to pray for those who died on September 11, 2001, and for all their families who have had to live with their absence every day since.

May the Lord our God grant peace and healing to the families of the victims, and may the souls of the faithful departed through the mercy of God rest in peace. Amen

I also ask you to pray for America. Our country is in dire straits. our defenses are down and we are vulnerable.

I ask you all to pray that she may heal quickly, and return to her great state, without the tragedy of another 9/11.

God bless America. Land that I love. Stand beside her, and guide her. Thru the night with a light from above.”

God bless.

Learning 9 to 5

Okay, first off, I’m sorry for the incredibly cheesy title from the rephrasing of the title of a song that I can’t even remember.

Did that sentence make any kind of sense :-/

Once again, this will be a post of random things relevant to my life right now that may or may not be of any interest to you all, but this is my blog, so here it goes.

I’ve reached the halfway point of my first “official” week of school. I can’t say I’m tired, because I’m really not that tired, but school is taking a lot of energy out of me… where it used to take me 4-5 hours it now takes 8 – 9, and when ever I leave my room for food or water or other essential things like that, my legs are all weak, and I feel like my blood sugar is low or something (no, I am not diabetic, just can’t go at full speed for long periods of time without something to eat). At least I feel like I’m accomplishing something (a lot of somethings) each day, so that’s good.

Today is the tenth day of SepTONEber, according to the Blogilates monthly workout calendar. It’s also my tenth day of getting up before dawn for a full hour long intense work out, so yay for me!
This is the first month I’ve followed the Blogilates calendar, and I can really feel a difference in already.

Last night I watched War Horse with my sister. It was my second time seeing the movie, but I admit, the first time I was half-asleep for most of it because it was my fourth night in a row staying up past 11.
So naturally, I had completely forgotten how good it was! It has some of the best movie lines ever!
My favorite I scene a scene between a British and German soldier.
I won’t spoil it by saying what they were doing, or how they’d met up in the middle of a war (it takes place during World War 1), but it was super sweet. πŸ™‚

On the subject of entertainment, has anyone still NOT seen the Twelfth Doctor yet? I seriously feel like I’m the only person in the world who hasn’t…

Moving on…

I’ve recently joined a local rowing/crew team. It’s my first time ever being on a competitive sports team, and practices are 5 days a week. Takes a lot of dedication, but I’m enjoying it so far. I’ve always loved being on the water. Last summer while on vacation in Minnesota at a cabin by a lake, I’d be out on the water in a canoe with my sister for a good 5 hours a day at least.

And… yep, that’s pretty much all I’ve got.

Last note I have is that, in case people start wondering if I’ve fallen off the edge of the Earth, or something, the cause of any extended new-post-free periods is 8 hours of school a day.
And crew.

I’ll do my best to at least get reviews or short stories up when ever I can, so I don’t totally abandon you all!

Happy school year!

The Drums

Listen? Do you hear them? The drums?

No, I am not crazy. They are there, you just have to listen.

The steady thump and tap filling each living moment with a rhythm that can not be stopped.
It is in the air you breath, the ground you trod upon, and the water.
The water ripples with the drums.

The drums are everything, every living being living. Just living.

They echo through the universe, asking a question, stating a fact, and roaring an answer, all at once.
All in the beat of a drum.

You can not ignore them, and you can not escape them.
They are inside of you, letting the world know that you are.
You are real, you are here, you are unstoppable.

You are You.

The drums are your voice in a world of silent noise.
They pound among the stars, and they tap in the very depths of the earth.

No one can drum like you can.

Can you hear them now?
The world is drumming. Drumming with life.

Drumming with you.

With the very beat of your heart, and the very kiss of your breath, the universe drums.
How can you ignore them?

The children of the future, the lives of the past, they all sound out in one accord, as the Earth spins through time and space.
They all drum together, praising a voice that is silent, and a face that is hidden.

They all started at once, in a bright moment of glory, and they haven’t stopped.

The drums will never stop.

Listen to the drums.

Scribbler Award!!!

Another award!

This one was given to me by the fabulous Bri from The World of the Writer.

The rules are pretty simple

#1 Link to your favorite writing blog, share your favorite writing tip, or do both.
#2 Pass the award along to up to five more people.

Oooohhh… favorite writing blog… That one is hard…
I’ll come back to that later πŸ˜›

As to writing tip, I’d have to say it’s this.

“Either Write something worth Reading, or do something worth Writing”

Benjamin Franklin.

You can never go wrong with Ben Franklin πŸ™‚

Okay, and because she is NOT getting this award (this time anyway.. πŸ˜› ) I shall proclaim my favorite writing blog to be The Upstairs Archives run my friend, the amazingly talented Erin!

And now five nominees…

Robyn Hoode at Spiral Bound

Victoria at Coffee. Write. Repeat.

Liam at Page Intentionally Left Blank

Kayla at Concerning Writing

Herminia at Aspiringwriter22

That’s all!

Countdown to NaNo

It is at long last September, and we all know what that means.

Back to School, the start of autumn, and Pumpkins.

But what a few people don’t realize is that, to some, September signals more then just school and Work.

It means writing.

In September, things start rolling, and the realization hits you like a ton of bricks.
NaNoWriMo is only two months away.

What’s NaNoWriMo?

National Novel Writing Month of course!

The month were thousands of people throw away there lives, their work, their social lives to become hermits with one goal in mind.
To write a 50,000 novel in 30 days.
It is the month were writers everywhere turn into coffee-addicted, baggy-eyed, sleep deprived zombies.

This will be my Third NaNo, and my second on what is considered the “Adult site”.

I am so excited!

This year, I am working on what some people might have originally called a Frozen rip off.
It is now a totally different story, as I’ve spent the holiday weekend (Three cheers for meaningless federal holidays!) working on story building. I’ve given my land a name, a history (a rather bloody one I’ll admit… but there has to be at least one war!) and a mystic people.
I have the best villain I have ever created, an odd assembly of characters, and a peddler I have just invented.

So, in the spirit of the Writing season, I have decided to share my NaNo Countdown to-do list with you all.

Brainstorm: You can’t have a story without a plot. You can’t have a plot without an idea. You can’t have an idea without brainstorming. Tip, brainstorming is always best when done during an actual storm.

Become a Professor in History: You have a story, now write the history that leads up to it. How did your villain become a villain? How did the earthquake start? How did the King get his magic sword? Basically, write a prequel to the story you haven’t even written yet.

World Build: This is fun! Get your construction hats people! It’s time to build castles, and lakes, and mountains, and forests, and magical creatures that kill by licking your ear… and after that, you get to name them! I love naming things! Naming things is cool πŸ™‚

Become Di Vinci: Now that you have your world, make it real. Take a pencil and paper and sketch what the squirrels look like, what the everyday people where, what your main character is wearing to the gala, and how in your world a boat is constructed from meteorite.

Write Short Stories: You have your story, you have your history, and you have your kingdom. Now, take events from your history and write short stories. These short stories will help you decide what kind of writing style you want to use for you novel.
They will also give you a peek at the emotional state of your characters at the beginning of your novel, and help prevent cheating (i.e. starting your novel before November) πŸ™‚

Become a Cat: Not literally, but in the sense that you don’t do anything. Don’t even look at your pictures, and short stories, or name charts, nothing! For the last 3 days before NaNo, forget you even have a story to write.

Then… November 1st!!! Party time!!! Pull out those pens, paper, laptops, coffee mugs, and paper plates!

Time to write!!!

*Looks at Calendar*

Well… in two months anyway…

Happy Prepping!