Sunday, September 30, 2012

Welcome, Autumn!

This blog deserves a post, even if it's ridiculous!

As of September 22nd, it is now Autumn! The leaves are changing colors and falling off, and pumpkins are showing up in all kinds of forms!

So...what have I been up to? Why haven't I posted in so long?

Well. Let me tell you....

Lately, I have written nothing, drawn nothing, painted nothing, cleaned very little, worked a lot, gotten behind on my schoolwork, and worried endlessly about an endless list of things.

So, there's no good reason for me not to have made a post of SOMETHING.

I've been tired, I caught my first cold of the season, and I just haven't felt like writing anything. But I want to. I just have nothing in me TO write. It's no excuse, but its something.

But I'm very grateful you are reading this, because I do dearly love my blog, and I hope to share things that are worthwhile with you.

Summer is gone, so, as is my little tradition, I like to listen to the song Summer Again, by The Afters. It's a little bit sad, but very beautiful, and welcomes Autumn in while saying goodbye to Summer.

God bless!

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

She Walks in Beauty (Lord Byron) Rewritten



She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling place.

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!

Mine (for school): 
He walks in memories, like a scrapbook
Of nostalgic thoughts and days gone by;
And all life gave him and all life took
Replay and relive behind his eyes:
Thus mellowed by old pages in his life’s book
Which he cannot forget even if he tries.
One moment the more, one day the less
Had half impaired the memories in his mind
From coming forth to his consciousness,
That soft awareness we all must find;
Where thoughts kindly quiet express
How poignant, how pure the feelings memories bind.
And on his tongue, and o’er his head,
So bright, so vivid, yet far away,
The thoughts that sweeten, that hunger fed,
But tell only of days of joy and play,
A mind in love with times now dead,
A pure thought as fleeting as the day!

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Better Than a Hallelujah

I love this song so much. Right now, this is what my heart is praying. I feel broken and I don't know why, but that's alright. Because when I give that up to God, it's better than a Hallelujah. 

Cause it's not enough
it's not enough
just to say that you're okay
i need your hurt i need your pain
it's not love any other way

Tenth Avenue North

Monday, September 17, 2012

Be Kind to Editors and Writers Month

Have you heard?

September is National Be Kind to Editors and Writers Month. 


I almost don't feel like I deserve to celebrate this. I hardly ever write anymore, and I really miss it. I just don't know what to write these days. I feel like all the ideas I thought were fantastic ended up being horrible, so I lost my enthusiasm. 

Loss of enthusiasm is horrible.

It's also known as Writer's Block.

But I really want to start writing again. I just have so many partially formed stories in my heart. Plus I'm going to try and write a short story worthy of a $2000 scholarship, which, I'm not going to lie, would be pretty sweet.

To all my fellow authors and editors:

Happy Be Kind to Yourself Month!

Let's eat ice cream and reread our favorite books and cuddle up with our zip drives and giant notebooks and colorful pens and  just write/edit things! 

Because people have to be kind to us this month. 

Thursday, September 13, 2012

One Day

One man always on the move will have an encounter that puts into question everything he knows.

Here's another fantastic French video from Gobelins! This is probably my favorite one that I've found. It's beautiful, heartwarming...and yet, mysterious. Enjoy!

Note: Rien a faire means 'nothing to do' in French :)

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

September 11, 2001

"In the middle of September, we still played out in the rain, years go by and time just seems to fly, but the memories remain."
- Daughtry



Monday, September 10, 2012

Suicide Awareness Day


Or write “love” on your wrist, for ” to write love on her arms”

Or write “love” on your wrist, for ” to write love on her arms”

Today, I wrote the word LOVE on my arm to show support for those who self-harm, suffer from depression, or are suicidal. 

St. Raphael, rescue and protect all those who are being tormented by the 'spirit of death'. 

Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee. Blessed art thou among women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus. Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners, now and at the hour of our death. Amen.

Friday, September 7, 2012

In Between

A young woman is being followed by a crocodile who represents her shyness.

I love this. It is so adorable, and I can totally relate to it. You can be shy even if you desperately don't want to be! Not to mention its French. Perfect. 

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Shakespeare's Sonnet 18, Rewritten

This was my assignment for composition this week. Enjoy.

Shall I compare thee to a foggy day?
Thou art more gloomy and more opaque:
Poor vision do blur the pleasant sites of May
And safety’s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometimes too low the clouds of sky resides,
And often is our own complexion dimm’d;
And every car into car sometimes collides,
By chance of drivers changing course unplanned;
But the fog not eternal shall fade,
Not keep possession of our sight from east to west;
Hopefully Death shall not brag in fog’s dense shade,
When the road’s lines are hazy like a ghost:
So long as the fog leaves, our eyes can see,
And on lives he out driving in the country.

Sunday, September 2, 2012

Tagged, I'm It!

I have been tagged for the Eleven Questions game byAnne Mare Schlueter! I must now share 11 things about myself, than answer Anne Marie's 11 questions for me. After that, I'm apparently supposed to tag someone else. Mwahaha. So, here goes!

 1. I said my first word 3 months old (I said 'Hi!'), and I haven't stopped talking since.

2. I have been home schooled K-12, and no one has ever been able to give me a reason I WANTED to go to school.

3. My two best friends both live in the time zone one hour ahead of me, so I can stay up later than they can! (NO, that really doesn't make me any happier that they're like 16+ hours away).

4. My favorite book in the Narnia series by C. S. Lewis is #3 The Horse and His Boy.

5. My favorite song is Broken by Lifehouse, the radio version.

6. My favorite book of the Bible is probably Tobit. Favorite verse, 6:17 "Do not be afraid, for she was destined for you from all eternity. You will save her and she will go with you."

7. I have been less than 5 feet away from Pope Benedict XVI.

8. I wish my hair was long enough that I could sit on it.

9. My favorite Audrey Hepburn movie is Sabrina.

10. I still watch Thomas the Tank Engine.

11. My favorite dress was bought for me by a boy.

And now, Anne Marie's 11 questions!

1.) Bach or Beethoven?

Beethoven, partially because of Schroeder from the Peanuts cartoons, partially because of Moonlight Sonata. 

2.) What was the first thing you've ever written? Or something you wrote when you were young?

I don't remember what the FIRST thing I wrote was. I recall a book about secret agents, complete with illustrations. But the book that started my adoration for writing was a story about a young man in Ireland who met St. Patrick, 

3.) Roses or Violets?


4.) Young Adult books or Adult?

Depends on the book, but usually Young Adult. I'm thinking Notes From the Midnight Driver by Jordan Sonnenblick here. Love that book. 

5.) Who is your favorite bad guy?

Hmm. That's tough. I don't think Zuko from the Avatar: The Last Airbender series counts, because he turned good in the end. So probably Mother Gothel from the movie Tangled

6.) Where do you typically write?

There is no typical for me. Wherever the muse attacks. But I guess I write MOST frequently in my bedroom, sitting on the floor. 

7.) MP3 player, iPod, or just internet music?

MP3 player, but because of the very, VERY small memory on my MP3, I listen to a lot of music online, too. 

8.) Black or blue pen?


9.) Google Docs or Microsoft Word?

Microsoft Word <3

10.) Which season do you find the most inspirtional for writing?

Autumn. For some reason, most of my stories involve that season. 

11.) What is the most common word in your vocabulary? 

Embarrassingly enough, it's either 'like' or 'awesome'. Probably 'like'. 

And now, who should I tag? If she wants to, I tag Amy from Miss Pronunciation! Here are your questions, Ames:

1. Why did your parents name you Amy?

2. Have you ever broken a bone?

3. Can you give a synopsis for what you are currently writing?

4. Tumblr or Blogger?

5. How many concerts have you been to in your life?

6. How did you meet your best friend?

7. What is your favorite word in a language besides English? 

8. Can you dance?

9. What's your favorite kind of pie?

10. What is your favorite day of the week?

11. Favorite TV show? 

Ta da!