Monday, December 23, 2013

Mental Health

Some people have chemical differences in their brain that impairs their ability to be, well, like everyone else. Maybe some people pretend they have OCD. Maybe some people are depressed simply because they won't try to get over their sadness. But sometimes you really can't help it, and finding out that other people are like you, can help.

Here, you want a personal story?

Sure.

I have social anxiety.

It's not diagnosed (why would someone with social anxiety want to talk about it in person to a doctor?), and it's mild, I guess. Usually just knowing that people won't judge me as harshly as I think they would helps. But not always. Unless I'm fully confident about what I'm doing, I won't do it. It's awful going to my church's choir practice, offering to sing the alto part, and mumble the entire time because I'm used to soprano. It's generally (there are exceptions) awful being around people my age. They can be so...bold, in a way. Very overwhelming.

But the brain is an amazing part of your body. All parts are, but the brain is what can make you think that your brain is amazing. It's kind of funny that way. :)

Sunday, December 22, 2013

Friday, December 20, 2013

Jules Verne: Seven Novels

Jules Verne: Seven Novels (Barnes & Noble Collectible Editions)
It's even prettier in real life. :) Thank you, CM, for ze lovely book. I've started Five Weeks in a Balloon, which is amazing. I also got a Barnes and Noble giftcard, which is awesome. I'm at the Barnes and Noble website right now. ;)

Movie Reviews (Spoilers in Both)

 Grant it, I paid very little attention to the movie, so if this review is off, have mercy! My best friend, CM, was there right next to me, and she is GORGEOUS. I was way more happy to see her than I was to see the book she gave me, of course, but BOTH? That was amazing. Another Barnes and Noble edition has been added to my shelf.

Anyhoo, about ze movie.

Smaug
I couldn't tell he was Benedict Cumberbatch, but he was still awesome. He was HUGE. But half the times he blew fire, at least one person should have died. No one did.

Bard
I think they made his role too big, but hey, he is important. His children were a good addition too. I thought it would be horrid, but it wasn't.

Tauriel
Again, I thought she would be horrid. While she's not good, she's not the world's worst female character. The thing with her, Kili, and Legolas was okay.

Thranduil
I expected him to be more majestic, although how they could do that, I don't know. His clothes rocked though.

Legolas
He was awesome. And way more handsome than in LOTR.

Kili's Wound
Hm. It could have been taken out.

Kili's Stone/Tocket/Death Runes Thing
Awww. :) That was pretty funny, and sweet. I hope his mother is in the next movie.

Thorin
SO MUCH MAJESTY. :-o Whoa....

Dwalin's Hair
Was I the only who who noticed that in the first movie it was brown, and in this movie it was grey? :(

All in all, it was great. I felt sick through a lot of it, but that's not the movie's fault.

From the outside, Elsa looks poised, regal and reserved, but in reality, she lives in fear as she wrestles with a mighty secret—she was born with the power to create ice and snow. Haunted by the moment her magic nearly killed her younger sister Anna, Elsa has isolated herself, spending every waking minute trying to suppress her growing powers. Her mounting emotions trigger the magic, accidentally setting off an eternal winter that she can’t stop. She fears she’s becoming a monster...
I saw Frozen last weekend, and it was wonderful. My only complaint is how tiny the women are. :P You could probably grab their waists and snap them in half.

I have to get off the computer now, so I'll just say that Elsa's and Anna's relationship was great, and I absolutely adored the movie. It was way better than Tangled, which I loved, so yeah, go watch Frozen now.

Thursday, December 19, 2013

Weddings

I can't wait for my sister to get married. ;) That will be awesome. She says I should plan my own wedding instead of hers, though. Hm.

There are some things about weddings that I don't really care for, and I sure hope it won't be some sort of scandal if I omit them. Professional photographers, for instance. I just want someone to come with any old camera, snap a few pictures, and email them to me. That's it. Also, bachelorette parties. Are those necessary? Yeah, I'd like to have a get-together, but this seem over the top and full of drinking. I'm sure the drinking is optional, but still. Hm. I'd rather my maids come over for tea or something.


I would love a lace dress, but I don't think that would work on my body. >:P Maybe on my sister's...?


I have no idea what style the bridesmaid dresses would be, I just know it has to be purple. I don't even know what shade.


Lovely cake. :)


My favorite kind of centerpiece.

Monday, December 16, 2013

GUESS WHAT, MORTALS

Guess what?

Guess guess guess!!!!

Haha, good luck with that. Because you know what?

I"M GOING TO SELF-PUBLISH MY NANOWRIMO BOOK.

If they want to, all of the winners get five free copies of their book from CreateSpace. Their book also goes on Amazon. :-o I'm okay with that because I'm pretty sure not many people will read my book, but it'll be a nice exposure to the whole publishing thing.

What's the difference between self-publishing and traditional publishing?

With self-publishing, you just send your book in and they take care of the rest. It's extremely expensive (except for NaNo winners ;), but your book will definitely be published. It won't have the respect traditional publishing has, though. It may not appear in bookstores.

Traditional publishing is where you send your book to a publishing company where someone will read it, and either accept it or reject it. If it's accepted, you'll become a published author, and your book may be famous. If you're rejected, well, better luck next time. That doesn't mean your book is bad, it just means the publishing company won't use it for various reasons. The Harry Potter series was rejected twelve times.

So, yeah. The Princes of Ventweno will be self-published. I'll probably put it through 5 rounds of revision. I'm on the first one now. I'm taking out the weird things, fixing spelling, ect. Then I'll ask one of my friends to go over it, then I'll go over it again, then I'll ask another friend to go over it, then I'll go over it one more time, then I'll send it in.

Because POV is the fourth book in the series, I'm going to change things around a bit. I'll put more information into POV so it can be read alone, and the other three books will be backstories.

Very exciting. :D

Tuesday, December 10, 2013

The Titan's Curse

The Titan's Curse (Percy Jackson and the Olympians Series #3)
Another great book! Probably four star rating though. Rick Riordan just can't write important things. He glazes over them. Um, hello? Annabeth was considering joining the Hunters!! This is a big deal! Also, Nico Di Angelo got a little overboard in his anger in the end. And Percy idiotically decides not to tell Chiron who Nico's father is. Idiot.

But hey, it was entertaining, which certainly counts for something!

Monday, December 9, 2013

"Let It Go"

That moment when I, Julia Grace N, can relate to a song.

*Applause*

Usually I find it ridiculous when people do that. Songs are about other people, or nobody at all. The singing isn't singing for you.

But then, *drum roll please* I found this: Frozen's "Let It Go". I haven't even seen Frozen. But this song is perfect.

Also, cold has never bothered me.

Thursday, December 5, 2013

Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeease Stop

I wish people could keep track of syllabuses (which is so totally a word). Always asking people what the homework is kinda needs to stop. It's not super hard. Just put it in your binder.

Tuesday, December 3, 2013

The Sea of Monsters



A few days ago I finished another amazing Percy Jackson book!

One thing, though: The amount of times Annabeth gets interrupted right when she's saying something important is getting out of hand. Also, the fact that Tyson was invited to Poseidon's palace, and Percy was not, is also sort of ridiculous.

But, all in all, I liked it. :) These books are the few good ones in my library's teen section.

Monday, December 2, 2013

"Alone"

INFJ.
...I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
At the same source I have not taken
My sorrow, I could not  awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then in the childhood, in the dawn
Of a more stormy life was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery that binds me still.
From the torrent or the fountain
From the red cliff of the mountain
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold.
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by
From the thunder and the storm
And the cloud that took the form
When the rest of Heaven was blue
As a demon in my view.

That's my favorite poem EVER, except for maybe "The Raven". Edgar Allan Poe rocks.

Saturday, November 30, 2013

Writing and Muses

It's true!

Throughout the entirety of NaNoWriMo, I never once got writer's block. Not once. Why?

Because I wrote whether I knew what was happening or not.

If I couldn't decide what to do next, then I wrote whatever came to mind. Even if it was weird, and I would take it out later. For example, Lachise found a baby animal that was a mix between a mouse and a squirrel underneath his bed. I needed to boost my word count, okay? That worked.

The writing muse won't come unless you show it that you're determined to write with or without it.

Friday, November 29, 2013

Home is Behind in Gallifreyan

Here is Home is Behind in Gallifreyan, as I promised!


The first big circle says "Home is behind, the world ahead."
Second: "And there are many paths to tread."
Next: "Through shadow to the edge of night"
Next: "Until the stars are all alight'
Next: "Mist and shadow"
Next: "Cloud and shade"
Next: "All shall fade"
Next: "All shall fade"

Gallifreyan is hard enough as it is, so I didn't bother with punctuation.

This is where I learned it from:

How to write in Galifreyan

It was incredibly difficult, so please don't mind the horrid translation. :P Gallifreyan is the hardest alphabet I've ever translated with.

Thursday, November 28, 2013

NaNoWriMo!!!!!!!

I know, I know, this is my third post for the day. But guess what?

I HATH WON NANOWRIMO!!!!!!

YEAH BABY!!!!!

2013 Winner Facebook Cover
That's me, yeah.

Frankly, I like the ending. :D It's the first one that didn't end happily. So...yes. I shall have to start the fifth book in the series soon.

MWAHAHAHA, OH YEAH, FIVE BOOKS. And I wrote another one once, but it wasn't my Tolosil series, it wasn't very good, and it was about 30 pages long.

BUT ANYHOW.
::::::::::D

I Changed My Mind

I changed my mind; I will name one thing that I'm thankful for.

Gallifreyan.

My mom said I'm not allowed to watch Doctor Who, but that was after I had already seen two episodes.... ;) But anyway, I know a lot of people who have seen it, and sometimes things about Gallifreyan will come through my Pinterest stream.

Therefore, I decided to learn the Gallifreyan alphabet.

I translated "Home is Behind" -Pippin's song in LOTR- into Gallifreyan. I'll post a picture of it here soon.

100th Post

All righty.... So, it's my 100th post, and to day is Thanksgiving. I have a feeling I'm supposed to write about what I'm thankful for, but I find that sort of boring. So...how about pictures and stuff about it instead?

Hm.



The Lightning Thief (Percy Jackson and the Olympians Series #1). I love it. :D

Towering seminarians :)
Towering Seminarians :)





raaaar!

:)

C.S Lewis

Catholic Priest

And here's the thought for the day:
Thankful To Who?

Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Pinterest :-o

Pinterest gave me a servery to take, and one of the questions was thus:

"What would make Pinterest better?"

I said unlimited secret boards. I haven't really used any before, but guess what?

Either I have unlimited boards, or six. I don't know, but isn't that awesome? Pinterest rocks!

Monday, November 25, 2013

Almost!!

I'm almost done with NaNoWriMo!!!! :D Only five more days!!! Then I am going to go buy myself a milkshake or something. Maybe more Cheez-its, because we're out already (I DID NOT EAT ALL OF THEM. I've got a lot of little brothers who helped.).

That should scare me into getting busy.
Shut up, queen. I have been all day.

After November, I'm going to splurge and buy something.

Like this:
The Raven poem on the scarf - Infinity scarf - Black -Text Scarf - Book - Edgar Allan Poe - Poetry - Gift
Too bad it's so expensive. :P

Or this:
The Raven poem on the scarf - Straight Scarf - Black -Text Scarf - Book - Edgar Allan Poe - Poetry
Hardly cheaper. Maybe for Christmas though...? ;)

The Raven is such a beautiful poem.

The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, 
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, 
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, 
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. 
"'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door- 
Only this, and nothing more." 

Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, 
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. 
Eagerly I wished the morrow;- vainly I had sought to borrow 
From my books surcease of sorrow- sorrow for the lost Lenore- 
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore- 
Nameless here for evermore. 

And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain 
Thrilled me- filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; 
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, 
"'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door- 
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;- 
This it is, and nothing more." 

Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, 
"Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; 
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, 
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, 
That I scarce was sure I heard you"- here I opened wide the door;- 
Darkness there, and nothing more. 

Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, 
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before; 
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token, 
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore?" 
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!"- 
Merely this, and nothing more. 

Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning, 
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before. 
"Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice: 
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore- 
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;- 
'Tis the wind and nothing more!" 

Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, 
In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore; 
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he; 
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door- 
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door- 
Perched, and sat, and nothing more. 

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, 
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore. 
"Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven, 
Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore- 
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!" 
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." 

Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, 
Though its answer little meaning- little relevancy bore; 
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being 
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door- 
Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door, 
With such name as "Nevermore." 

But the Raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only 
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. 
Nothing further then he uttered- not a feather then he fluttered- 
Till I scarcely more than muttered, "Other friends have flown before- 
On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before." 
Then the bird said, "Nevermore." 

Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, 
"Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store, 
Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster 
Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore- 
Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore 
Of 'Never- nevermore'." 

But the Raven still beguiling all my fancy into smiling, 
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and door; 
Then upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking 
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore- 
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore 
Meant in croaking "Nevermore." 

This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing 
To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core; 
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining 
On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er, 
But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er, 
She shall press, ah, nevermore! 

Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer 
Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. 
"Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee- by these angels he hath sent thee 
Respite- respite and nepenthe, from thy memories of Lenore! 
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!" 
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." 

"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! - 
Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, 
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted- 
On this home by Horror haunted- tell me truly, I implore- 
Is there- is there balm in Gilead?- tell me- tell me, I implore!" 
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." 

"Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! 
By that Heaven that bends above us- by that God we both adore- 
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, 
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore- 
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore." 
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." 

"Be that word our sign in parting, bird or fiend," I shrieked, upstarting- 
"Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! 
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! 
Leave my loneliness unbroken!- quit the bust above my door! 
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!" 
Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." 

And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting 
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; 
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, 
And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; 
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor 
Shall be lifted- nevermore!

Sunday, November 24, 2013

YUM

THERE ARE CHEEZE-ITS IN THIS HOUSE.

I MUST DEVOUR THEM.

Saturday, November 23, 2013

The Lightning Thief

I haven't read any "light" fiction in a while (meaning I have read nothing but classics and books for school since July, probably), but sometimes easy little fiction is refreshing.

The Lightning Thief (Percy Jackson and the Olympians Series #1) I finished The Lightning Thief last night!

I loved it waaaaaaaaaay more than I thought I would. I mean, it came from the teen section in my library. But Rick Riordan's writing rocks, and guess what? I like the female AND the main characters. :-o Those are the ones I usually hate. Annabeth and Percy are awesome though. Annabeth's tough, but is a bit insecure. And Percy is adorable.

The four-lined prophecy, though.

I won't say what happened, but I think finishing the third line in the last chapter, and barely going over the fourth one, needs some work.

But if I had to rate this book, it would be four and a half stars. I can't wait to read the next ones. :D

Friday, November 22, 2013

:)

I really, really like my teachers right now. :) Yup, I'm back in my seat.

On another note, a middle school boy brought his tarantula for science today. Yes. And it was furry.

Thursday, November 21, 2013

Seating Arrangments

Such terrible ideas. I did actually email my teachers this morning.

"I have a few concerns about the seating arrangement. I understand that it was made with the intentions of building a more quiet atmosphere in which we can learn, but if a couple things about it could be changed, I would be eternally grateful (That's not an exaggeration.).
  • The arrangement is mainly in a girl-boy-girl-boy sequence. There is not much "elbow room" in the class, and I am very uncomfortable being crammed in between two boys. It's awkward.
  • I have nothing against the boys I am sitting next to, and while neither of them have ever cheated by looking at my answers, I am sorry to say that I dislike taking tests next to one of them.
  • I personally do not like sitting next to two people. When I sat on the end, I only had to sit next to one. While I was still stressed at the end of the day by being in a room with lots of people in it for a long time, it was bearable. This seating arrangement is just like last year's, and I remember that when it was time to go home, it was a blessed relief to get out of the room in which I felt like I was going to start crying. The entire day was hard.
Please, please change this."

Hm. Maybe I should have asked someone to proofread it first, to make it polite and stuff. But I've already sent it, and got two out of three replies. Both teachers who replies said that they'd see what they could do to change it. As long as it's changed by the time I return from Thanksgiving break, I'll be fine.

Sunday, November 17, 2013

The Cat and Fishes

In honor of my birthday, I've decided to name the cat and the fishes here.

The cat's name is Catherine

The blue fish's name is Mary

The red fish's name is Maria

And the black fish's name is Christie.

:)

My Homework O.O

Oh no.

So...this thing for logic is supposed to be 2-3 pages long. There's this argument we have to put into a syllogism and then explain if it's sound (valid AND true).

Mine is half a page, and I ended it like this: "And I really don't know what else to say...so yeah. I really hope this works."

I wonder if I'll be skinned alive. :-o

Thursday, November 14, 2013

POV's Battle

It has come. :-o Listening to music from Sherlock has put me in a very deep and majestic mood.

Battle time.

The secret messenger informed Thalace that the Rekipii and rebel forces were coming from the back. There were not many, however; not more than seven hundred.
Thalace was puzzled. Why had they not sent more? He shrugged. It was a strangely benefiting situation. Thalace continued riding to talk to his men.
Within two hours the enemy forces had arrived. Fierce fighting ensued, but the enemy were outnumbered. After only an hour, it looked like the royals would win.
Then Sajti, General Hondoel’s assistant, rode to Thalace with news. Three thousand of the enemy troops were marching to the front of the palace. They were moving quickly and would certainly arrive in half an hour.
Thalace listened to him in shocked silence. How could he have been so foolish? Why did he always make the worst decisions? Of course the enemy would attack the weak front of the circle. It had barely any guard at all, especially now, with most of them fighting the enemies now at hand.
How had he been so stupid?
Thalace ordered his troops to hurry to the front of the circle, but many lay dead, and many could not hear him. Leaving Sajti and a few others to tell the men to change their direction, Thalace rode to the front.
Thalace could hear his foes approaching. The sound of marching feet and pounding hooves from such a startling sense of reality that for a moment Thalace was barely able to sit straight on his horse. The next moment his strength returned. Now was not the time for cowardice. Now was the time for bravery! Thalace remembered what Lachem had once said to him.

“The only way you can be brave, Thalace, is to fear. Bravery is not doing dangerous things because you are strong, but doing noble things because you fear what would happen if you did not. Cowardice is what happens when you let the fear overtake you.”

Gotta love those secret messengers.

MBTI And My Main Characters

Love the way this is structured. Will help with characters! :)

Sajti is an ENFP

I want Thalace to be an INTJ

Lachem is an ISFJ

General Hondoel is either an ESTJ  or an INTJ.

Tuesday, November 12, 2013

Have Some More From POV

When the secret messenger returned in four days, he said that the combined Rekipii and rebel Ventwenoians forces numbered 6000 men, and they planned to attack in only three days. The royal Ventwenoian forces currently at the palace numbered 2000, and if the troops at Erolon were able to arrive in time, then they would now have 4000 men. Major Kib, moving as fast as he could, would be able to bring his troops in a week at the earliest.

General Hondoel ordered 1250 of their current men to position themselves in a ring a mile and a half from the palace, with the remaining 750 reinforcing the sides and back.

War is upon them! Their doom is nigh!!! *Evil laughing*

Yeah, this won't end well. But it could be worse, right? They could be dying of thirst. *Wink*

Anyhoo, the twins, Lachise and Thalem, now have to leave again for their safety. They aren't very happy about that.

Monday, November 11, 2013

A Poem On Noise

Because noise is evil. :P

"Anti-Noise"

Noise, loudness, shouts:
Thought to be "fun"
What is noise?
Noise is bad.

Sunday, November 10, 2013

Rain

I love this place.

Yes, I am sitting here in a dark room with the window shades down, listening to rain. It's lovely. It even has thunder!

Child Pictures From Movies

I love pictures of movie character from when they were kids. :D

Here's some of baby Loki:

His cheeks O-O (< That's him)

Family moment- Frigga, Thor, and Loki
I love this one. xD

Now for some Sherlocks:

Hungry, hungry Mycroft!

:)


Too bad for Mycroft! I wonder what he did to make them so mad.

Now Star Trek:

Keep trying, sweetheart!
Little Chekov :)

Here is a link to Spock's birth, which was deleted from the movie. :P

Little Spock
More Spock

Ta-da! :D

Friday, November 8, 2013

Yup, This is About a Song

I guess it's sort of awkward when your relationship with one of your best friends is summed up really well in a song that not only is by One Direction (who really are not good singers), but the song is You Don't Know You're Beautiful.

My poor best friend, right?

But anyhow, if you go beyond the fact that the song is annoying and terribly sung, then you can see that the lyrics are actually gorgeous.

If only you saw what I can see
You'll understand why I want you so desperately.
Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe
You don't know,
You don't know you're beautiful.

Yeah, pretty self-explanatory.

:)

Wednesday, November 6, 2013

More From Mah Book

Here's another exert, so I don't have to leave you guys hanging with them all dying of thirst. ;) No, I don't know how far along Savine is in her pregnancy. :P

So, they found a stream of water so they're not dead (It was salt water, yes, but the rangers boiled it to get rid of that.). And now they just arrived at home: the royal palace.

Savine: Thalace's husband
Titam: mother of Lachise and Thalem. Her husband, Lachem (*Sob* He's dead) was Thalace's older brother.
Rekipii: bad guys

Savine was waiting for them in the royal family’s private sitting room. She was --- months pregnant and extremely ill. Titam said that she was barely able to get out of bed. The queen’s face was pale, and when she walked she gritted her teeth, as if her feet could not support her. A servant brought her ice water and pickles. The twins would have commented, but Titam raised her eyebrow at them, keeping them quiet.
Savine hugged the boys and her husband. Thalace held her gently, as if worried that he might break her. A few minutes later, Thalace had to leave the gathering, because one of his secret messengers (Thalace did not like to call them “spies”) had important news. Nobody saw Thalace for the rest of the evening except the secret messenger, General Hondoel, and a few military advisers. Thalace was not even able to say  goodnight to the twins until far after they had fallen asleep.
In the king’s study, which had been completely rebuilt after the fire the twins had started, the secret messenger had waited. The windows were shuttered and only two small candles burnt. The servants had kept up with the cleaning, but the room still seemed dusty and mysterious.

“The Rekipii have been gathering large forces,” the secret messenger whispered. “They grow more numerous with each passing day. I have discovered through various means that they plan to attack here, this palace, within two weeks.”

Bummer.

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Helping People With Writing

*Squeal*
I helped a super awesome writer with her book today, and I am happy. :D

Monday, November 4, 2013

Some More From "The Princes of Ventweno"

Lachise tossed and turned in his sleep that night. Thalace had been unable to make a deal with those travelers, who had the same amount of water as they did, but with less people to share it with.
Thalace got nightmares when the weather was cold, because that was what it was like that day his parents died. Lachise’s case was the opposite.
Thus, every night for four days after the encounter with those travelers, Lachise had nightmares. If he woke up, then he would be screaming and crying, but sometimes he would not wake up at all, but sob in his sleep. Thalace was the only person who could soothe him, even though all he did was take off his blankets and sometimes his night shirt, and rub his back.
After those four days of travelling slowly, they completely ran out of water.
Twenty five of the horses had died, and the humans expected themselves to follow shortly.
“This is bad,” Demi Nai whispered. “So bad.” Jand rolled his eyes at him. It was a waste of breath to speak.
Thalace could not think of a time when he was despairing more than he was now. His nephews, his little boys--their death was nigh. Why had he put them in this situation anyway? Was it his fault?
‘I should never have brought them to Lady Quenia in the first place,” he thought in his anguish. ‘I should never have taken them from their mother.’
It occurred to Thalace that he would never see his second child. His death was inevitable. Then it occurred to him that Ventweno would have no leader. He would die, the twins would die, his only child was a girl, and what if the second was as well? Then Cecemia’s first son would be king, but that child would not be born for years, assuming he ever would be.
His death was nigh.

MWEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!!!! I can see why Steven Moffat finds hurting characters so fun. I like this.
Don't worry, their relief will come soon. :)

Sunday, November 3, 2013

More Iron.

That awkward moment when you're not pregnant (DUH) but you have to take prenatal vitamins for its extra iron.

Not that I've ever tasted cat food, but I'm pretty sure it tastes similar to these vitamins.

The Princes of Ventweno

NaNoWriMo is going swell! Here's an exert.

Thalem: twelve year old nephew of Thalace. One of the princes.
Thalace: king of Ventweno.
Hareb: a ranger dude who's travelling with them.
Lack of water: pretty self-explanatory.

The three men who had ridden ahead had not returned after a few days. Thalace decided that he and the others had to continue travelling. The horses were not getting better; they were getting worse. Thirteen out of forty had died.
After travelling for two days in the sweltering heat, Thalem saw smoke in the distance. He alerted Thalace, who, in turn, took counsel with Hareb.
“It’s not thick enough to be a forest fire. Someone must be camping there.”
Thalace glanced at the smoke. It was about four miles away. “They could be Rekipii.”
“That’s a possibility.”
“They could have water.”
“That’s also a possibility.”
“Yes.” Thalace wiped his brow, half wishing he could drink his sweat. He sighed. “We need water.”
“We’d be taking quite a risk if we approached them.”
“I know, but we have to drink something. Watergate River is still ---- miles away. We can only go a third of that before we’re out of water.”
“Then I suppose we’ll have to beg for some.”
“That’s better than dying.”
“If we didn’t have those kids here....” Hareb grumbled. He reached behind him for his horse’s bridle and then remembered that it had died. Thalace saw this and made up his mind.

“We’ll go to the fire immediately.”

Wednesday, October 30, 2013

NaNoWriMo

Woo! NaNoWriMo is coming!!!! A month of writing. Don't worry, Ria, I'm not starting a new novel. :) I'm just using POV (Princes of Ventweno). Plus, I'm doing the Youth Program so that I don't have to write 1600+  words a day. The average page is 250. My goal is 44,000, which is a little bit shorter than my first book, which was about 130 pages long.

MWEHEHEHEHEHE!!!

Tuesday, October 29, 2013

California

My best friend, CM, wants to go to college in California.

No.

No no no.

Monday, October 28, 2013

Tired...

I'm so tired. Not mono again! Nopity nope nope nope. (Mono is being tired all the time after having a sore throat while being perfectly healthy. Doctors can't fix it; it just has to go away. :P Technically I've never had it, but I'm pretty sure that blood test is wrong.)

Not mono again!

Sunday, October 27, 2013

History Paper

Oh gosh, me and my paper writing skills. xD

Many thanks to CM, who helped me through my paper, and pointed out that "you can't write a letter to a country". Hm. Yeah, I guess not. And I don't know why, but I found that comment really funny.

Wednesday, October 23, 2013

1506 Views

I've gotten 1506 views! You guys are awesome.

By the way, at the bottom of my blog are some fish that you can feed. I figured I'd mention them in a blog post because you probably wouldn't see them unless you happened to go to the bottom of my blog for some reason.

(Yes, I made this post just to point out those fish. But you guys are still pretty awesome for giving me so many views; thanks a ton.)

SHERLOCK SERIES THREE

SHERLOCK SERIES THREE AIRS JANUARY 19th!!!!

LOOOOOOOK!

Here, have some cute  pictures:

The coffee!
This isn't really cute.

John, The Army Doctor.
NEITHER IS THIS.


This is cute though. :)

The adventures of a long-suffering older brother.
Poor Mycroft. xD Sherlock retires from detective-ness and farms bees.

Mycroft. I wish to have this.

I love scary pictures.
Mycroft the Incredibly Handsome Man.

Mrs Hudson took his skull...
"Mrs. Hudson took my skull."


Poor Sherlock.

Anderson! *shake fist*
Anderson!

SERIES THREE IS COMING!!!

Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Jean Shopping

Okay guys, get this: on the second pair of jeans that I tried on in a store today, THEY FITTED.

THEY FITTED, AND IT WAS ONLY MY SECOND TRY.

("Fitted" is a word, right?)

Mwahahahahaha!!!

Enya: Lothlorien


How very, very pretty.

Monday, October 21, 2013

Book Covers

Over at the Book Chewers, they're having a link-up with our three favorite book covers! Here's mine:

The Complete Sherlock Holmes (Barnes & Noble Leatherbound Classics)
I love this cover for its warm brown color, its picture of Sherlock with his pipe, and the tea pot! It's very fancy.

Perelandra (Space Trilogy Series #2)
I like this cover for its creatures. The dragon guy is awesome. :) Plus, the top part is purple in person. It's gorgeous. :)


The Silmarillion. It's purple, there's elves (I think there's females and males, believe it or not.), water, and mountains! So lovely.