I’ve missed all of y’all, but I enjoyed my break, needed my break. It was wonderful not to be pounding the keys at midnight Friday, which is what I do every week. ***epic fail.***
But I’ve come back from my hibernation refreshed, rested, and with some blog post ideas (yay, I’m ahead!) I’m excited to share with you in the future.
I never wrote a blog post for March, and one for April is due, so here is what I’ve been up to lately.
To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before by Jenny Han – [0/5] I have a long rant on why I didn’t like this book, which you can find on Goodreads here.
Fairest – by Marissa Meyer [4/5] I loved Marissa Meyer’s The Lunar Chronicles series, so when I had some extra money, I bought Fairest. I didn’t enjoy it and I can’t really point out why. Marissa Meyer’s writing was excellent, I just….. didn’t like it.
Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince by J.K. Rowling — [5/5] I mean, it’s Harry Potter, enough said. This is my second (maybe third) read, and I can definitely say that The Half-Blood Prince is my second-favorite Harry Potter book, and I can’t say why, cause spoilers.
Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows — [5/5] This is my favorite Harry Potter book, for so many reasons. J.K. Rowling did such a superb job wrapping everything up. ***Gah. All the feels.**
Worlds Beneath by K.A. Emmons – [5/5] This book was so good. K.A. Emmons is a fantastic writer. I enjoyed her first book, and was thrilled to be able to read book two ahead of it’s release date. Y’all, the second book was better than the first, and I loved the page turning tension (except I was reading on my computer, but you get the point). You seriously have to read her books, there are no excuses.
It’s that time of year again, folks. Crawfish. That southern delicacy that Louisiana does right. You haven’t tasted real crawfish till you’ve tried ours. #SouthernersDoSeafoodRight
*** They are not crayfish, crawdads, or mudbugs, they are crawfish. Sponsored by the people of Louisiana for people who get the name wrong.
I’m going to the OYAN workshop, and as always, I’m beyond excited. It’s kind of hard for me to believe this will my 5th OYAN workshop. I mean seriously, where did the time go? It’s almost a month till I leave, and it’s never too early to start packing.
That second picture is of organic Purell. Something I was extremely ecstatic to find.
I updated my Pinterest account to a business account. Not huge news, I know, but I love it.
I’m still in the process of redecorating my room, and here are my new book shelves. I’m insanely in love with how pretty they are.
The World of Writing
Ashes Like Frost.
I was a lazy scum who didn’t take prime opportunities to write, write, write. I wish it was physically possible for me to kick myself, because I would. I wrote about five thousand words in April, which may seem like a lot, but I can usually get eight-ten thousand.
You know that feeling when things you outlined months ago start to come together? When those things mesh with other characters’ stories, when you can add things that won’t jar the story?
I have that feeling now, and it’s exciting, thrilling, and totally worth fan-girling over. Yes, I’m twenty-something years old and fan-girl.
I started to write my end-of-the-month post last week, and realized that February still had some days left to her; February always gets short-changed because she’s such a short month.
It’s finally warming up a little here, though the South usually skips spring and chugs right into summer. We’ve had some pretty days though, and I took advantage of one the other day to write outside. It was so invigorating. Fresh air does wonders for your creativity and clears your mind. Take advantage of these spring days my friends before summer hits.
I rewatched the first five Harry Potter movies this month; watching that much TV in a month is a feat in and of itself for me. I hadn’t seen them in a year and felt I was pretty much due. Even though the books are always (ha! see what I did there?) better, the movies have a magic all their own that I love to go home to once in a while.
The World of Writing
I got my first rejection letter this month. Technically it was an email, but my first ever submission was rejected. And you know what? That’s okay. John Otte said you need to write a million words before you consider publishing, and I’m pushing forward to meet that and be the best writer I can be.
I’ve struggled with Ashes Like Frost, not only because of sickness (yay wisdom teeth surgery) but I was at a place where I was stuck. I knew what I wanted to happen, but wasn’t sure how to write it. Then I accidentally threw away a scene I had written down on notebook paper.
But after blood, sweat, tears, and more tears, I made it through three difficult scenes, and now I’m a t a place where I can just go full speed ahead.
February was a month of growing for me in that I learned to get going even when it hurts and to pound those keys till my fingers crack and bleed. Because I have a story that I love and it’s worth fighting for.
The World of Reading
The Princess Academy [3/5] – I’ve heard great things about The Princess Academy, and went into it with great expectations, but it wasn’t my cup of tea. I found the dialogue rather dry, and the whole quarry speech thing annoyed me. My lack of love for it may be because I’m reading it as a young adult, so don’t let my bad review sway you from trying it yourself.
So two years ago I inherited my parents’ old room, and its three closets. For the most part, the third closet collected junk, junk I didn’t know what to do with and had no time to take care of. It was easy to shut the door and pretend it didn’t exist.
That all changed last year when I read Marie Kondō’s, The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up, rolled up my sleeves and had a massive clean out, leaving me with an empty closet.
And I obsessed over that wasted space and what I could do with it (I blame HGTV for my never ending desire to stage and use everything efficiently). Then it came to me — why not put book shelves in there and make a little library?
I got to work, taking out the shelves (actually I bribed brothers to do that) and puttied the holes. Then I painted, and it turned out better than I could have hoped. Thank goodness Youtube tutorials exist.
You know what color I used? Ocean Silk 😊
I literally can not get over how pretty it is. I still have this many books in my room itself, and it’s hard to see how I was even able to walk when these were still in the room.
Hello my friends. I hope you are having a lovely Saturday so far. Today, I’m going to be giving you a sneak peak into my life as a logophile. If you haven’t already Googled it, a logophile is someone who has a love of words. Not your everyday word such as “pizza” (which is still good by the way) but words such as…..
Irrupt; to rush in forcible or violently Lorn; lost, ruined, or undone Eldritch;eerier; weird, spooky Gerful;wild and wayward Tristful; deeply, yet romantically melancholy Cockalorum; a small man with a big opinion of himself Hobbledehoy; an awkward teenager
Aren’t those last two hilarious?
It’s fascinating to me to find a word that sums you up perfectly. Just the other day I found the word thalassophile. which means a lover of the sea. And you know what? That is me, I am a thalssophile. You can also use these unique words to make an impressive profile.
Previously, I had been saving words to a Pinterest board, but that wasn’t enough. I wanted to do something with these words besides save them to a board I will rarely log into to look account. I had to do something special, down to the very pen I used. Recently, I was gifted with a fountain pen by my lovely cousin.
(for those of you who saw my post on social media that it was my aunt, it was really my cousin– there was a miscommunication.)
I’d been wanting a Ravenclaw journal for a long time, so I used this as an excuse to finally buy one. 🙂
Now, you can’t write in a Ravenclaw journal with just any ink, you need blue. So, I bought that, too. 😉
GATHERING MY WEAPONS
(The pen is mightier than the sword)
First, I open my word board on Pinterest or someone else’s on Pinterest.
I choose ones that stand out to me, regards of whether I love them or not. Then I copy them into my journal. I love the way my fountain pen writes, and how it looks on paper. I take my time to make my writing as neat as possible, and I love the connection I feel with the pen, ink, and the words that pour out of them.
The Final Product
This is how I relax at night, three days a week. This is my chance to breathe and create. I have unique words in my head I can use in my writing, or I can just grab my journal and search for just the one I need.
The cool thing about all this? I’m a Ravenclaw, and Ravenclaws love to learn, which is me in a nutshell. When I’m writing words in my Ravenclaw journal with the blue ink and fountain pen, I feel very Harry Potterish (yes that’s a word, I invented it).
Talk my friends. Is there any special writing thing you do?
Here we are. January is over, the first month of the new year over and gone. I don’t know about you but I’m glad January is over. It was a rough month in more ways than one–the main reason being that I had my wisdom teeth out last Friday, and I spent the majority of the month dreading that. As the doctor’s assistants were getting me ready, they asked what I wanted to do, and I said write. The female nurse smiled real big, and exclaimed, “Wow! You may be famous one day!” To that I don’t remember responding since they had already started the aesthesia and I went under. Sometimes I feel embarrassed when people say that, especially strangers, but I blame that on my shy, introverted self. On bad writing days I just remember that a stranger thinks I can do it, and that gives me confidence.
January also had its good things. I attended the OYAN Winter Workshop (you can read my blog post on that here). I had a blast seeing Nadine again, and hearing Jenn Bailey speak. I have no pictures, but my little corner of Louisiana got its second snowfall of this winter. That’s right, the second. Though this was mainly ice, and the road in front of my house was a solid sheet of it. My brothers and I watched 18- wheelers back up a hill rather than continue down the highway. They even had police cars out slowing down the traffic. Thankfully, no one was hurt outside our house. But I can now write about ice because I’ve experienced it. 😊
The World of Writing
Inspired by my friend Addison, I began trying to write a poem a day. I bought a special journal, and I have loved the feeling of cracking it open and writing. Some days I’m not able to write, especially this past week with my surgery, but I still feel it’s teaching me commitment and to write every day.
In my novel, I did no writing. I wanted some time away from it after coming home from the workshop. And then, horror of horrors, my computer crashed. Everything was safely backed up by Carbonite, but it was still scary.
I didn’t finish any books In January, which is very sad.