So, today in English, I was told to write a sonnet. This was not an exciting moment for me. I don’t like poetry. At all. (No offence to all you poetry writers out there). Anyway, I was sitting there thinking about what I was going to write this silly thing about. I had already written a Haiku a couple of hours before that went like this:

How reluctantly

I wrote a Haiku today

Look, it is finished!

But after I thought about how I was going to write a sonnet about not wanting to write one, I decided that maybe I wanted my sonnet to actually mean something. Sonnets are incredibly hard to write – let me tell you. It took me over an hour just to finish it. And about fifteen minutes just to find a word that rhymed with worse. Adverse is incredibly hard to fit into the end of a sentence, by the way.

I worked and worked on this little sonnet. Over an hour later, it was finished. 14 sentences should NOT be so hard to write. Anyway, here is the final product.

The End To My Pain

My pain to end was all I wanted then.
It hurt, it hurt like you couldn’t believe.
One cut, two cut, three cut, four, five, now ten.
I covered the scars with my jacket sleeve.

Relief was the name of the game I played.
It was an escape from this awful place.
Even though that short moment never stayed.
It’s hard to play without leaving a trace.

But now things have changed for better – not worse.
The Son came and now I know my life’s worth.
He saved me – brought me out of what’s adverse.
He is the King of Kings – The Lord of earth.

So when you’re in pain, He’ll be your way out.
Call on Him – you’re not forgotten about.




A Short Story


Hello again!

Today, I think I’m just going to post a short story I wrote sometime last year. 🙂

The Survival of Asterod

Asterod was the son of Philrod the Brave. With brown hair that fell just to his shoulders, beautiful brown eyes, and a smile that made all the girls giggle, he was considered quite handsome. He was very strong, and when it came to being a soldier he excelled in all areas, but how he survived the War of the Clans is unknown to everyone except he and I. Who am I? I am Destine of the Figon clan, and I am here to tell the story of how Asterod survived the War of the Clans.
The War of the Clans was a great battle started by the Juliaad clan. They craved power and they felt they needed to dominate all the other clans. The clans had already fought the Juliaads once, and now they were coming back stronger than ever. Gadaria was their next target. Gadaria is a place of peace. With rivers flowing and flowers blooming, it is, by far, more beautiful than any of the other clan’s land.
“Asterod my son, there is a great war coming. I can feel it. We all can.” Philrod the Brave told his son. They were sitting inside their dwelling, a log cabin, near the river. It was cozy and warm in the winter. Although, Gadaria didn’t have a long winter, only about one month, it got very cold. Asterod, who was sixteen, could feel it as well. He knew he would have to fight soon, but he’d been training since he could walk.
“I understand.” He sighed while looking at his aging father. His dark brown hair and his beard had started to whiten. He was not as strong as he once was, but he was still braver than anyone in the clan. He had deep blue eyes and his smile hadn’t changed a bit. It was clear who Asterod got his looks from.
“Gadaria will fall,” he said quietly, “We are not as strong as we once were.”
“No! Father, we will not fall! We can’t!” Asterod yelled, anger and fear overtaking him. He started shaking at the thought of losing everyone he loved, and even the thought of dying.
“We will fall.” Philrod sighed and shook his head with grief.
“I will train harder and more than I did before to make sure Gadaria does not fall!”
“I know we defeated them once but they’ve grown stronger. Now we don’t stand a chance. If only there were someone greater than the Juliaads.”
He rolled his eyes and stomped off determined to defeat the Juliaads.
Asterod trained harder than any of the other Gadarian boys. He was determined to make sure Gadaria was not defeated in the battle that was coming closer and closer.
The war finally came. The Juliaads wanted more power, and the only way they could get more power was by taking over the other clans. They had already gained control over twelve out of seventeen clans.
The last four clans assembled for battle. So much blood had been shed already, but the Juliaad clan would not relent. They killed everyone who got in their way. The Juliaads finally made it to the Gadarian borders, and they were ready for battle. The remaining clans stood ready.
Asterod spotted them and blew the battle horn. And so the battle began.
The five clans charged. The Juliaads had much larger and deadlier weapons than the others. They slayed them without a care.
Philrod was fighting strong until a huge, beast of a man ran up behind him with a giant Juliaadian mallet. He hit him on the back of the head, and Philrod the Brave died instantly.
The fight was still going and Asterod was still alive. He saw his father lying dead on the ground a little further from where he stood. He quickly looked away before his emotions overtook him.
He was fighting a large Juliaad soldier when something happened. A large lightning bolt came from the sky and zapped Asterod, taking him up into the heavens.
“Hello, Asterod.” I said in the sweetest voice possible. He awoke in the middle of a large white room on our ship. He looked up at me in bewilderment. My red hair was in a sloppy pony-tail and I was wearing a long, green, Figon healing robe. He was still wearing what he had fought in, but I had healed his battle wounds.
“Who…? Who are you? Where am I?” He started panicking.
“I am Destine of the Figon clan.” I smiled and tried to calm him.
“Figon clan?” He asked.
“Yes, not many have heard of us. We are the clan in the sky. Not even the Juliaads know about us.” I tried to explain.
“They don’t? So, I’m safe? They won’t attack?”
I smiled, “Yes, dear Asterod. You are safe. Please, come with me. The king would like to see you.”
“King?” He asked.
“Yes, he’s omnipotent. He controls what happens down there as well as what happens here.”
Anger flashed through his eyes, “So the war is all his fault? Why’d he let this happen?”
I sighed, “Asterod, there is much you do not understand. Come, he is expecting us.”
Reluctantly, he got up and followed me. We walked down a very long hallway before approaching a large door made of pure gold. I knocked and waited for a reply.
“You may enter.” A booming voice said.
I looked at Asterod who was trembling and opened the door.
We both stepped in, almost blinded by the brightness radiating from my king. I bowed and motioned for Asterod to do the same.
“You wanted to see us, my Lord?” I kept my voice steady.
“Yes, Destine. I would like to explain things to Asterod.”
I nodded and Asterod spoke up, “Yes, please do explain,” He had a confused look on his face, “Why am I even here? I should be down there,” he pointed down, “fighting for my clan!”
My king looked down at him and frowned, “Asterod of Gadaria, Gadaria is no more. Your clan has fallen. You are the last Gadarian, and that is why we saved you.”
And for the first time in his life, Asterod bowed to the King and said, “Thank you for saving me.”
Thanks for reading! Feel free to comment your thoughts and critiques. 🙂



I just HAVE to get this out there… Ready? I’VE WRITTEN A WHOLE PARAGRAPH TODAY!!! Okay, sure, it’s not that big of an accomplishment, but I haven’t written in over two months. So, as you can see, this is a pretty big deal! I haven’t had free writing time in FOREVER. But with this crazy bug going around (everyone in my house except my uncle and I have had it) I’ve had time to get something done! I’m going to try and blog more often, I PROMISE. I moved to Kansas on the 1st, and it’s taking some time to get used to, but it’s not too bad.

Can you believe it’s 2015 already!? Did you make any New Years Resolutions? Or do you have any goals for this year?

My 2015 goals are:

1 – Finish the Couch to 5k program and run a whole 5k without stopping.

2 – Finish my book!

3 – And thanks to (great site. If you’ve never heard of it, you should totally check it out) I started the 2015 reading challenge and I’m going to read at least 30 books this year.

What are some of your goals?

I’m going to get back to writing now! I’ll be back soon! 😀





I’ve had people asking me all my life, “What do you want to be when you get older?” My responses varied through the years. Sometimes my reply would be, “A veterinarian!”, other times I’d want to be a famous actress or singer. After years and years of being indecisive, I think I might have finally figured it out! Why not be an English major and become a book editor?

I mean, it makes sense. I excel at everything English related.

Anyway, I think that having to decide your own future are incredible pressures teens go through. I even have a hard time deciding what I’m going to eat for breakfast! How am I supposed to choose what I want to do with my life? It’s a crazy hard decision.

Just like you choose the steps your characters take, you choose your own. God has a plan, just pray about it and ask what He wants you to do.

Take your time! Choose wisely! Pray!

That’s all for today 🙂



Time Management


Life is crazy! Between packing, car wrecks, holidays, and school work, I haven’t had time for anything! I have all of these amazing ideas in my head for stories, but not enough time to write them all.. Anyone else having this problem? During these last few weeks, I’ve come to realize that time management is insanely important. I have yet to figure everything out, but realizing the fact that I need to prioritize is a start, right? School work, packing, chores, writing.. Those are important things to focus on, but then there’s this evil thing called Netflix that gets in the way of everything!

“Have you cleaned the kitchen yet?” my mom always asks. And the answer is usually something like, “Uh…. *Pauses Netflix* No, but I’m about to!” or something along those lines. I mean, Moms should understand that the episode of Sherlock that I’m in the middle of is WAY cooler and more important than cleaning the kitchen, AM I RIGHT?! Nope. I’m wrong. I’ve come to find that Netflix can get you into a LOT of trouble.. Heh, anyway! TIME MANAGEMENT IS KEY! Quit telling yourself you don’t have time for things and MAKE TIME!

That’s all for today 😛





CHARACTER! Character! CHARACTER! I know, I’ve talked about character development before, but I mean, since that’s what I’m learning more about in English class, I might as well write about it!

Until the beginning of last week, I had never heard the terms: static characters or dynamic characters. I’ve come to learn that a static character is one that doesn’t really change throughout the story, and a dynamic character changes.

I’ll admit, I haven’t written much lately. It seems like there aren’t enough hours in a day to get everything done, but learning about different types of characters really got me thinking, “Which of my characters are going to change and which ones aren’t?”

That’s a pretty important question, I think.

I’ve also learned about flat and round characters. Flat characters are characters who do not change and we don’t know much about them. Round characters are usually the main characters of the story.

So, while you’re writing this week, I challenge you to think about your characters. Are they static? Dynamic? Flat? Round? I feel like those are probably important things to think about ahead of time.

Anyway! Have a good week! 🙂


P.S. Yes, I am obsessed with John Green. And yes, I just wanted to randomly throw an amazing quote up there. ^^



I finished chapter 2 of my novel! Woohoo!

Anyway, has anyone heard of that Nation Novel Writing Month? Are you planning on doing it?! I was going to, but between packing, school, and everthing else, I won’t have any time. 😦

I have no clue what to write about! So, on to a Doctor Who all-nighter!

I promise I’ll have something better next week!