Anything but Books Tag

Name A Cartoon that you love: The Avatar Last Airbender

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What’s your favorite song right now?

Female by Keith Urban

 

 

 

What could you do for hours that isn’t reading?
I would probably be writing one of my stories, writing poetry, or binge watching a TV Show.

What is something you love to do that your followers would be surprised out?

It brings me joy when I kill off one of my characters in my stories.

What is your favorite unnecessarily specific thing to learn about?

I enjoy researching diseases, injuries, blood loss, bullet wounds and how you can die from them. See the answer above, that is the main reason why.

What is something usual you know how to do?

I am handy in the kitchen. I usually make Italian or Mexican meals. I also make desserts such as banana pudding and chocolate cake.

Name something you have made in the last year.

I have made this blog.

What is your most recent personal project?

Starting to journal every day. Editing a story of mine.

Tell us something that you think of often.

The future. College. My career.

Tell us something that is your favorite but make it oddly specific.

A vacation alone in the mountains or somewhere I have never been. Probably either in South Africa, Japan, Ireland, England, or Greece. Writing away with unlimited wifi and music blasted up. With a cup of chai tea, veggie straws, and milky ways bars. Or even backpacking the country.

Books you should read before your Senior Year

Hope your week has gone well. Hope you had a great Christmas. Here are a list of books you should read before you graduate from Highschool.

Lets begin:

  1. The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien
  2. Lord of the Rings series by J.R. R. Tolkien (Best series in the world.
  3. Narnia series by C.S. Lewis
  4. Ilaid by Homer
  5. The Odyssey by Homer
  6. The Aeneid by Virgil. This book is basically a rip off of The Odyssey. Romans always stealing from the Greeks.
  7. C.S Lewis signature books (Mere Christianity, The Great Divorce, The Screwtape Letters, etc)
  8. To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee
  9. The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald
  10. Metmorphoses by Ovid
  11. Pride and Predjudice by Jane Austen
  12. Animal Farm by George Orwell
  13. Laura Ingalls series by Laura Ingalls
  14. The Giver by Lois Lowry
  15. The Crucible by Arthur Miller
  16. The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck
  17. Anne of Green Gables by L.M. Montgomery
  18. The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne
  19. Macbeth by Shakespeare
  20. Much Ado About Nothing by Shakespeare
  21. Julius Casaer by Shakespeace.
  22. Or at least some book by Shakespeare

Comment below what books you are or will read before the end of Highschool.

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Pro and Cons of a Writer

I would call myself a writer. I write fiction from fantasy to dystopian. I also write poetry from gothic to Christian poetry.  If you are a writer, you know what you got yourself into. Here are the pros and cons of being a writer.

Pros:

You are a writer and you have the ability to write your own stories.

You believe anything is possible.

You believe you are called to be a writer.

Someday you hope to be a published author.

You are called the creative one among friends and family.

You can disappear into a world of your own.

Hoping to become a best seller.

Cons:

You will have self-doubt in you.

You take criticism too much on yourself.

You don’t believe you can’t do anything original.

The struggle of picking a college degree.

How to find a job with your writing skills.

But at times you dislike your writing period.

Being too poor to travel to research for your stories.

Being poor if writing is the only way of getting money.

Thanks for reading. Any writing discussions I should write about?

 

 

 

 

 

A Monster Calls

Title: A Monster Calls

Author: Patrick Ness

Published: Sept. 27, 2011

Genre: Children’s Fanasty

Language: Around six incidents of cursing

Overall Opinion: I would get four stars. The story itself is well planned out. It will keep you on the edge of your seat. I love how this story portrays the struggles of letting go.

Favorite Quotes:

“Stories don’t always have happy endings.”-Liam (p.134)

“Stories are important, the monster said. They can be more important than anything. If they carry the truth.”- (p.143)

“There are worse things than being invisible.”- The Monster (p.158)

“I wish I had hundred years. A hundred years I could give you.”- Conor’s mum (p.168)

“I did not come to heal her. The monster said. I came to heal you.”- The Monster

“It is the truth, said the monster. You know it is. You let her go.”- The Monster

“You must tell the truth or you will never leave this nightmare.You will be trapped here alone for the rest of your life.”- The Monster

“You do not write your life with words. You write it with actions. What you think is not important. It is only important what you do.”-  The Monster

“You were die rather than speak it.” -The Monster

Hope you enjoyed that book review. If there any books you wish me to review. Comment below.

 

 

Book Recommendations

I love giving out recommendations. It is a rare occasion when I do because people know that I will give them a very long list. Here is a basic book recommendations, I recommend to anyone. Whether you love reading or not. Enjoy!

Hahahha I literally did this one time to someone. Asked for a few recommendations and I ended up giving them a list of my entire nook library. Whoops.

 

  1. The Holy Bible
  2. Kristian’s War by Peter Wisan A retelling of Pilgrim’s Progress. So if you love marines and army based stories, this is the book for you.
  3. The Lord of Rings Series by J.R.R. Tolkien
  4. Narnia series by C.S. Lewis
  5. A Tree Grows in Brooklyn by Betty Smith
  6. Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoyevsky
  7. Percy Jackson Series by Rick Riodan
  8. Girl Definded by Kristen Clark; Bethany Baird
  9. Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte
  10. The Odysessy by Homer
  11. The Door by Lorilyn Roberts. A retelling of Alice and Wonderland.
  12. The Robe by Lloyd C. Douglas
  13. In Freeman’s Cause by G.A. Henty
  14. Number the Stars by Lois Lowry
  15. Ranger’s Apprentice Series by John Flangan
  16. Harry Potter series by J.K. Rowling
  17. Caddie Woodlawn by Carol Ryrie Brink
  18. The Book Theif by Mark Zukas
  19. A Monster Calls by Patrick Ness
  20. The Great Divore by C.S. Lewis
  21. The Holiness of God by R.C. Sproul
  22. Ten Girls who Made History by Irene Howat
  23. Beautiful Girlhood by Karen Andreola
  24. Unbroken by Laura Hillenbrand
  25. Little House series by Laura Ingalls
  26. A Tree grows in Brooklyn by Betty Smith

I could continue doing this forever. But to save us the trouble I won’t list anymore books. Its for the best.  Merry Christmas!

 

 

 

 

New Year Resolution

This year is almost over. 2018 is just around the corner.  Time to write my New Year’s Resolution. Although most people prefer not to do it because who even does it. *coughs* I did. Not everything but most of it. Am I the only one who does this? Comment below to join Team 2018.

2018 New Year Resolution:

  1. Actually publish a book, this year.
  2. Donate ten inches to  Locks of Love
  3. Read 100 Books
  4. Water tubing down a river
  5.  Watch a Marathon of Lord of the Rings
  6.  Be healthier
  7. Exercise Daily
  8. Try Sushi
  9. Donate Blood
  10. Upgrade my camera
  11. Donate money to charity
  12. Start a new Hobby
  13. Read the Bible more
  14. Go Paintballing
  15. Go on a short-term ministry trip

Anything else I could do in the next year. Comment below on what else I should do? 🙂

Geekerella: Book Review

Title: Geekerella

Author: Ashley Poston

Genre: Young Adult, Contemporary, Romance, Retelling (Cinderella)

Published: April 4th, 2017

Setting: Charleston, SC, and Atlanta, GA

Language: There were many incidents when there were cursing in this book. Mainly it was Darien’s fans or Elle’s stepsisters. But it is still cursing.

Romance: There was one scene at the beginning of the book.When a fan knocks Darien down and kisses him. Also another at the end of the book, a kissing scene but nothing major.

Violence: N/A

Characters:

Danielle:  Main character

Catherine: Danielle’s stepmother

Franco: Mr. Ramirez’ dog (neighbor’s dog)

Chole and Calliope: Catherine’s daughters

Darien Freeman: Actor, Federation Prince Camindor (Starfield)

Gail: Darien’s handler, best friend

Jessica Stone: Co-star of Starfield

Mark: Darien’s manager, father

Favorite Quotes:

“Stop it. You are trusting. You love your fans. You’re cool and funny and chill. You are Jennifer Lawerence.”- Darian (pg.37)

 

“It’s like Taylor Swift insuring her legs. Ridiculous.”- Darien (pg.284)

Overall Opinion:
There are several scenes that are relatable for both Darien and Elle.

I love the sass that Elle gives when she encounters Darien at Miss May’s office. It was hilarious.

My favorite character is Sage. 100%

This book is ridiculous, hilarious, and the best thing ever.

I would rate this book four stars out of five mainly because of the cursing in it.

 

 

Inspiration

What is inspiration?

As dictionary.com states,

“1. an inspiring or animating action or influence:

 I cannot write poetry without inspiration.
2.something inspired, as an idea.
3.a result of inspired activity.”
Something anyone struggles with. From writing a birthday card to someone. Thinking of what to draw next or write next. What to make next. The possibilities are endless.
The problem is how to find it. The struggle is real. I feel ya, bro.
Of course, it’s not that hard to get out of it. Even if you are not that “creative person”.
Honestly, you may not know it but we are all creative. Even if we don’t know it.
When we decorate something that is using your creativity to express our style.  When you are writing essays, you don’t always have to write fact by fact. You use different styles so that your essays are not boring. When we get dressed, we are using our skills in matching to form an outfit. When you make up a game for your siblings or friends that is creativity. Making a dish of food. Any small details we do probably has a form of creativity.
meraki [Greek μεράκι] ~ (v.) to do something with soul, creativity, or love; to put something of yourself into your work.
This, of course, doesn’t mean we all need to get a creative degree. (Writing, Music, Art, Dance, etc) Our personality and our hobbies usually tell us what we are going to be. Or God may have a different plan for us.
Now the problem is how to break the shell. Inspiration can be found anywhere. From surfing the web, reading the new, and listening to music. Watching a movie/tv show, people watching, and a conversation you had recently.The possibilities are endless. Open your mind. Breathe, it is not going to happen overnight. Pray about it. Relax.
"To be creative is to let little pieces of your heart go & place them into each project you make." - Pat Bravo | #patbravo #inspiration #creative
Just remember. Break the shell. Careless of what people think. Be yourself. Express yourself. Doubt will always fight against you.
''Sie wurden ein Original geboren, sterben Sie nicht als Kopie'' | #Quote um Sie zu inspirieren
What causes creativity? | www.crevoke.ca
Lastly, remember “creative” people is just a stereotype. Be yourself. Try new things, you might actually enjoy it. 🙂

Mortified: A Short Story

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A while ago, I wrote a short story using symbolism. The story itself symbolize the journey of falling into sin and the difficulty of getting out of it.

The title of my short story is called: Mortified

Let me know in the comments if you enjoyed it. I would greatly appreciate it.

Mortified

The clouds swirled around about me as I could hear the radiation of the surface bubbling up. I groaned as my back cracked. My body felt as though it was melting away. Blood was my only comfort. Many times had I thrown myself to the ground of this prison. I could feel the anguish of my broken heart. I regretted every second of the day because of my foolish act. How could I be so stupid of being part of a wicked act? They lied to me and swore to me that I was doing the right thing.

I laid on my back and staring at the darkness that still compassed me about. My nostrils widened as I could smell the misty rugged air above and my masters’ dinner of old rotten flesh. I ached for my freedom but I knew I could never find it. I ripped every shred of clothing of mine and tore it like an animal. I questioned myself that if these years of suffering have caused me to transform into a monster. My mouth widened as blood dripped down my body. The old scars of torture had returned once again.

The day I was captured, was like no other day. Curly black rags dangled down my head. My cheeky behavior was usual for young boys. My poor old mother would never understand. I always doubted my mother’s stories and warnings in life. Believing in my stubborn heart. I was soon able to escape my mother’s rattling tongue. She had continually told me of a book that my father read to me. I hated that book but now I wished I knew about it more than ever before.

The door creaked and could see the light and smell the sweet scent of the sleepy sun. I didn’t turn back and ran into the woods. My mother wished nothing else than her only son to disappear into the woods. I had believed that my mother would never find out because of her recent amnesia. I guessed wrong. The day I got captured. I could hear the ravens crying out in the distance. I could also hear my mother moaning for her dear son. Aching for her child’s innocent body. She would never see me again. Fearing the woods and all the secrets within.

I was pierced by sheer curiosity as I continued to explore the dark woods. The treetops were dark and broody. I could feel the curses my mother told me. The air divided by light and darkness. As the sun disappeared, I only hoped that the lightning bugs would help me. My heart sank because I could hear the creatures of night howling their first hunting cry. I would never return homeward. Too afraid for my own life.

I stumbled over something and fell to the ground. Crawling by my knees, I felt something rough and rigid. I wiped the dirt away from the ground. I gasped and realized that I fell over a tombstone. I could hear the rustling of trees and a screech of owls in the distance. I remembered how my mother spoke of the curses of this land. She would be right with this noise and this place. A graveyard was sheer sign of death.

I was about to run from it but stopped as I hear someone or something weeping in the distance. My eyes could barely see as the place was pitch black. All the bugs of light disappeared and wished no part of helping me. I used my ears and feet to find the person. I stopped at the entrance of a tomb. I saw two pairs of glowing red eyes. My spine shivered and I knew that they looked familiar like the stories my mother told me.

It seemed as though something was pulling me closer to them. I asked them, “What’s wrong?”

They shook their heads and ordered me to leave. I ignored them and tried to help them. They grabbed me by the shoulders and pulled me to the ground. I didn’t escape or fight but listened to them. I was glad of what they spoke and ventured into the woods for them. When I returned, they smiled at one another and looked beyond. I knew something was up. I could barely see them. Within me, I could feel their hearts racing toward me. They had a great desire for me that I knew not what.

I turned around as I heard something. The shadows opened up and I saw more of them. They threw themselves on me. I didn’t even argue. I told myself. I was doing the right thing. I thought my mother would be proud of me but I was wrong. She would have been mortified if she knew what I had done. Her only son was gone.

Now I knew my masters desired only my strength. I fell into the greatest pit of all. I knew I would never return back to the light. It felt as if life was a lie but it was I who believed in it. I had thrown my life away.

I pulled myself together and covered myself with the old broken bark and fallen leaves. I stared at the pit. I tried once again like many a day to escape. I crawled up the walls only to tumble back down. No noise came from my masters. I believed that I was safe for now. I jumped up and grabbed the roots of the trees above. Pulling myself up, I left my tomb and explored the woods looking for the horizon and hoping to see my mother again.

Many times, I thought I saw the light of the horizon. Within seconds of seeing it, I would disappear and be pulled back into my cradle of doom. My masters would torture me. Chains that brought only hatred to myself. Years I tried to escape the sufferings that I made for myself, but none came close.

I had just received news by my night howler that dawn was soon upon us. I ached for the longing of my beloved. Hoping that today would be the day I would meet her. I had tried several times but none were successful. The wind blew my long grey hair toward the crooked trees. Owls hooted their last messages to their loved ones. The wolves rustled through the leaves. They chased the last prey of the night before returning to their dark pit. I knew that time never stopped even when the first shimmer of light arose.

I walked past the bubbling streams and twisted nightmares. I looked up and my heart jumped for joy as I saw the sunrise. I ran with hope in my heart. Trees fell to the ground as I passed them. I finally had entered the light. I stopped as I looked down. I was withering away once again. I begged him to see her. I ran and tumbled to the ground. My heart mourned as I disappeared.

My eyes rose as I looked up. Someone had placed its hand on mine. My eyes sparkled as it was she, the morning. She lifted me up from the bottomless pit. My hands shivered and I was ashamed. I looked down to the ground and stared at her feet. I wore black rags and a robe not worthy of a king. I envied her clothing. She wore clothing that would have been praised among the highest. She wore a seamless dress of new spread leaves. Her hair was like the dawn. Fresh dewdrops formed her adornments. She wore newly picked daisies around about her head. I hated myself and wished I never came.

She lifted my head up with her woundless hands and smiled. Her smile could make the day last a lifetime. I wanted to kiss her. She placed her hand on my heart. I tried to pull her close to me but I knew my life was coming to an end. It would be meaningless. Why would anyone care for a monster that I am?

She swirled around about me. I watched as buds arose from the ground. She waved to me asking me to follow her. I backed away knowing that light was against me. She ran toward me and swirled me about. I pulled back and shook my head. She was confused and walked toward me. I turned and ran.

I turned my head toward the horizon and she looked at me. Tears fell from her sweet tender face and she danced no more. She smiled at me and I frowned back. She asked me once again. Instead of replying, I ignored her. The one mistake I regret. I turned back to my pit of misery. Back to the tomb I once called home.

My Life in Books Tag

My Life in Books Tag

Welcome back to another day of book tags. This week, I am doing the My Life in Books Tag. It is from Emily May from Booktube. 

Question 1: Find a book for each of your initials

S-Shakespeare Sonnets

K- To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee

H- Harry Potter and the Half-Blooded Prince by J.K. Rowling (favorite from the series)

Question 2: Count your age on your bookshelf: What book is it?

Rangers of Apprentice: The Ruins of Gorlan by John Flanagan Great series if you enjoy Lord of the Rings.

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Question 3: Pick a book set in your city/country

Gone with the Wind by Margaret Mitchell A thick book I plan on reading. The setting is during the Civil War and Reconstruction in Atlanta, Georgia, USA.

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Question 4: Pick a book that represents a destination you’d love to travel to

The Lord of The Rings Series by Tolkien. Technically it’s from movies but New Zealand. Please, I want to travel like the Fellowship of the Ring.

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Question 5: Pick a book that’s your favorite color

The Twin Arrows by Kate Willis Really any book that has a blue cover. Yes, please.

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Question 6: Which book do you have the fondest memories of?

Caddie Woodlawn by Carol Ryrie Brink. I recently reread this. A childhood favorite.

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Question 7: Which book did you have the most difficulty reading?

Les Miserable by Victor Hugo Although I didn’t read daily, it still took seven months to finish it.

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Question 8: Which book in your TBR pile will give you the biggest accomplishment when you finish it?

War and Peace by Leo Tolstoy I am currently read this so it would not be in this category.

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Five Great Dialogues of Plato

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Comment below if you have read any of this books. See ya for a new book tag next week.