Pip and Lolly

Image via Pinterest Guess what?   My blogger, writer, batgirl friend is publishing her book!   I am thrilled to participate in her blog tour, but it’s kind of nerve racking since I’m the last one posting about it.   I mean, it’s the grand finale and all.   Anyway, enough about me.   This is about Daisy and her amazing book, A Beautiful Disaster .   The girl Daisy Louise Paquet is an Internet-addicted, self-proclaimed nerd. She likes coffee, books, and sci-fi movies. She may accidentally attack you with sarcasm and Batman references from time to time, but she promises to be nice. She currently resides in a galaxy far, far away with her family and cat. From Goodreads. Just look at that gorgeous cover.   The book Here is the fabulous synopsis that took me forever to find because I don’t have a Goodreads account therefore don’t know how it works. When Wither is crowned king of the faerie, he knows that...

Hello there! How was your Forth?  Ours was, um, interesting.  It wasn’t what I expected, but I think it was still good.  ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Last week Abbiee did a wonderful post (and tag) about her horrendous childhood writings .  It was very comical and I enjoyed it very much.  You can read all about it here.  But she didn’t stop there!  Abbiee made a tag of her own, which I am proudly participating in, thanks Abbiee!  Let’s dive in! What horrendous book did you write as a child? So many.   Seriously, I don’t know what happened to most of them, but there are truly so many.  I guess I’ve always been a writer at heart, but maybe not always a good writer.  I’ll start with the first book I can remember.  Bosom Friends I believe I wrote this right after seeing Anne of Green Gables for the first time .  I was only 4 and had no i...

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 ...

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...

Writing is one of those things I aspire to do.  It's kind of like when you watch the Olympics and suddenly want to take gymnastics.  With me, I'll see something, as simple as some broken glass on the side of the road, and from it blooms a garden of glass flowers that an ancient wizard created.  It serves a very special purpose until one day-I'll stop there, I think you get the point.  Writing is such a beautiful thing.  Good writers possess so much power, they can change the world, or at least the way their reader looks at the world. I have started so many stories, and time and time again, I never finish them.  Usually it's because the bright, colorful, thrilling story in my head, doesn't end up looking that great on paper.  Or I completely run out of ideas and end up looking aimlessly at my writing board on Pinterest.  It's almost as if all of my creative juice pours out into the first word.  Not a good thing.   A few days ...