Flyaway

Okay, let me start off with APOLOGIES. It's been so long since I've written anything! I've been away a lot...but that is a terrible excuse for my absence throughout the month of June. 
Sigh. 
I've been having a wonderful summer frolicking in the sand and swimming CONSTANTLY. The best place on Earth, for me? Summers at my cabin! Some people don't get how I can love it soooo much, but...it's just a very special place for me. It's not just about the beach and all that nice stuff. It feels like Christmas. 

Anyway...you're probably wondering what that title up there means: Flyaway. It's a book I've started writing on Wattpad. Wattpad is awesome. It is definitely the best app out there if you're a bookworm. Unlimited free books! So if you have an account (even if you don't, you can still read it), check out my story! http://www.wattpad.com/story/1919823-flyaway

Thaaaaank you!

Feet-ventures!

Check out my new page, Feet! I was suddenly struck with inspiration for a photography project a few days ago, so...here it is!

Changes

Changes changes changes! To the blog, that is. In case you didn't notice, it has a whole new look! The reason I completely changed its electric appearance - from black and neon bright colours to sandy yellow and blue is because, well, I'm tired of looking at something that isn't mine. Although I love those bright colours, they didn't go with the header image in the slightest. I feel it's much more appealing this way, much fresher and meer. Me-er is a word, isn't it? Meer? Ah, whatever. It should be. And so should meish, now that I think about it. If I ever publish a dictionary (which wouldn't happen in a million years - UBER BORING), meer and meish would be in there, I can promise you that. 


I've been writing lately! Not a long story. I've decided to keep it short with poems and descriptions, give myself a break from all the frustration I've been putting myself through. 
Maybe, sometime later, I'll post one of my poems. Maybe. 

Something

They used to see the sky
like the blue it was told
They used to fall for lies
like they told them the truth, fibs aside
They used to wander free
Without a single worry 
Colours were pure and bright
No one to paint a gray
or black
or white
Then everything started shifting balance
Mountains taller than eyes could fathom
Lies so obvious, plain, malicious 
Winds too forceful and strong and vicious 
Then they realized that
their day is done
yet it hasn't  even begun 

Don't try to understand what this poem means - I can't quite understand it myself. And I'm the person who wrote it.

tRoUbLeS

I am having an absolutely wretched time trying to decide WHAT TO WRITE A BOOK ABOUT. It is a question that has been haunting me every day for the past four months. I have officially ditched the whole SciFi concept I had going for the book I was writing before - the idea was much too complex for both the characters in the book to grasp and the inexperienced writer herself!
None of my ideas are working out. I start writing about them...then helplessly abandon them when I realize they won't work out in the end. I'm like a little kid with toys - I get a stuffy for Christmas, then lose interest in it two weeks after and immediately want something else.


My trouble is, I can find great beginnings easily. I just can't follow through with them. My desktop is completely cluttered with beginnings of books. Attention span? You judge for yourself.
Inspiration, strike here X, please.


P.S. Please don't leave comments on ideas for books...I would feel tempted to use them, and that is not a good thing! I need to come up with my own beginnings, middles, and yes, ENDINGS to my books.


P.P.S. Not that there is anyone to comment - no one reads these pointless babblings. :P

Been a While

This is a really random video I made...only lasts a few seconds. 

Anyway...Spring has sprung!

Huckleberry Plunks

I have a new blog! Well, not exactly new, I guess, but new to Blogger. It's mostly about my family's animals, at our property/house called Huckleberry Plunks. You know how in some places in England, they name their properties? Well, that's what Huckleberry Plunks is. Sort of.   Our family is composed of goats, ducks, a dog, and us people, of course. Check out the blog:  http://huckleberry-plunks.blogspot.ca

Hope you enjoy!