Pip and Lolly

Grace at   The Girl Upstairs   and Allie Taylor at   The Depths of My Faith   are doing this super cool thing called The Writer's Prompt Challenge.  The last two times I wasn't able to enter (reasons) so I was super excited to do this one.                       The Prompts ·         Items: footsteps, gun(s), clock ·           Photo Prompt ·         Phrase: “You call this living?” ·         Acronym: W.H.I.T.E ·         Theme: dystopian or rebellion  The ones I used: Rebellion theme Photo Prompt Item prompt (gun) Item prompts (clock) Other Info Contains: 442 words Title: (do I have to name it?) Cora  My name: Pip My age: 14 ...

Hello Dears, First of all, I'd like to apologize for not giving you one of my lovely, wonderful posts on Friday. :P  We had a full week and I simply didn't have the time.  I'm back in full swing now. Secondly, I'm kind of winging this post today because I don't really know what I'm writing about yet. April is so close to being at an end.  Only 5 more days.  I'm sorry to all of you doing NaNo, I'm sure you didn't need a reminder of how little time you have left.  I'm freaking out because our first Peter Pan & Wendy performance is only 31 days away!  I don't want it to end! Guys, flatlay photography is so fun!  I've done a few photos, but my favorite is the one above.  It's so pink! I also discovered an app called Font Candy.  It's super fun, and I have only seen one advertisement so far. We are doing a geography fair with our home school group at the end of the month, and we haven't even started working on ...

Hey! I really wanted to get into the habit of posting twice a week (on Tuesdays and Fridays), but for some odd reason I can never seem to do it.  I feel like posting every Friday works pretty well, so I'll keep that up until I have more time.  *laughs at the fact I think more time is going to magically appear*  This week has been a whirl wind .  Our aunt was hospitalized, so our Mom was gone constantly, then our other aunt came to visit (she stayed with us).  Plus, Lolly was gone all weekend, then had work/school/social/life, so Willa and I didn’t see much of her.  Oh, and now she’s sick.  As you can tell, I had  have a lot to do.  With keeping the house in kind of running order, taking care of meals and keeping up with Peter Pan and Wendy rehearsals, I'm busy.  I'm not complaining though.  It's a growing experience.  On Monday night, I realized my life felt perfect .  At first I thought it was...

Rain brings out a wistful coziness from somewhere deep within me.  It's such a wonderful feeling, but so hard to describe.  On Saturday we had rain, it was lovely and peaceful.  I decided to do a little writing about my morning.  I'm not totally sure what you'd call this because it isn't flash fiction.  Maybe Rapid Reality?  I don't know.  Tell me what you think of it! My alarm g oes off.   Phew, just a dream.   The blankets envelope me in a soft hug, the pillow kisses my cheek as I turn over in bed.   I have five minutes before my other alarm goes off, five more minutes of oh so precious sleep.   Alas, there’s too much needing to be done, even though my bed calls my name I must get up.   I slip into the kitchen, my fuzzy socks making my footstep sound lightly throughout the small apartment.  I consider turning on the overhead light-nah, too bright.  Instead I attempt to turn on the tiny one above our...