Monday, September 18, 2017

Editing || Revamp

Well everyone, I wish I had a lovely excuse why I am still not showing y'all the second part to my Washington trip. Or why I'm not posting the Q&A. But I don't. 
I have just begun today a huge edit of Flight From Kelar my NaNo novel from 2016. I've already done two previous edits, but this one is to fix a problem with my message, not my grammar (Though that could use some help as well). To be perfectly honest, this edit has been discouraging. I've been working on this project for almost a year, and it is my longest book at just over 53k. And after two rounds of editing, I was completely dissatisfied with how I had done the message in it. It was forced, and came to a way to perfect ending. So now I am trying to fix that. Its not easy, but it is worth it.

Also I am getting ready to revamp the blog a bit. Nothing drastic, just a little bit of tweaking.

So, what's been going on with y'all? 

Friday, September 15, 2017


Perhaps bravery 
is crying sometimes 
being genuinely happy 
Not being a fake 
Loving deeply 
And holding to hope 
Perhaps bravery 
isn't what you thought 
And maybe the brave 
are the ones willing 
to not be a hero 
and simply be a servant 
Cause that's what God did 
So perhaps bravery 
is simply trust in God 
And letting Him lead 

Monday, September 11, 2017

Remember and Stay

There are so many things I want to talk about today. I still owe y'all the second part to my Washington Trip (Yeah, that's way overdue), and the Q&A. Its Monday, which is the day I typically post about my life and what's going on, but two things have come up today and I'm afraid y'all will have to wait until next week to hear about what's been going on in my life. 

Photo by Axel Houmadi on Unsplash

Today is the sixteenth anniversary of 9/11. I was just barely two when it happened and I don't remember it at all. I watched every year as another anniversary happened and you could almost feel the tension in the air. We were scared. We were heartbroken. We were determined not to let this happen again. We would not let this break us. We as a nation changed. So many things in our life's are dated by 'pre 9/11' and 'post 9/11.' 
This is not a day of hatred towards those who did this to us, this is a day of remembering those who died. 
I owe so much to those people. They are the reason I can get on a plane today and have no fear of what is going to happen, because they have worked so hard to make it safe for me. There are so many things like that. 
God has used this terrible, event to change our nation for the better. 

We will not forget. We pray it will not happen again.

You intended to harm me, but God intended it for good to accomplish what is now being done, the saving of many lives. Genesis 50:20 

Also, this is national suicide  prevention week. Elissa from Letters to Jayna has put together a whole weeks worth of posts from different bloggers around. Even though I'm not actually part of her posts, I wanted to participate. 

I've tried so many different ways of saying this, but I guess I just have to write it out. 

One of the people I care most about in the world has attempted suicide three times. By God's grace she has never succeeded.

Its not easy to talk about. Its not easy to deal with the fact that her life hangs in the balance at this very moment. 

She has so many reasons to stay. She has so many reasons to fight. But its hard and messy.

God has a plan for her. Its a plan for a hope and a future. A plan to help her out of this mess. A plan to help her make the broken things beautiful.
God has a reason for her to fight. He has a reason for her to stay. Even if she can't see it right now, there is an amazing plan. 

There's a plan for you to. 

Please stay. 

For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.
Jerimiah  29:11

We are beaten 
We are broken 
We are knocked down 
We have to fight 
But it hurts so much 
We don't know how to go on 
But a voice inside 
Tells us we must fight 
We need to keep going 
Something greater then us 
Helps us to rise again 
Because when we were beaten 
When we were broken 
When we were knocked down 
That's where God wanted us 
So He could lift us up 
And give us His own power 
Instead of our own
But we never forget 
That broken place 
We pray
To never go there again 
We will stay 
In the protection
of His arms

Friday, September 8, 2017

The World vrs You

In a world that is going everywhere
You stayed with me
In a world told me to be quiet
You let me talk
When the world told me to hold it in
You let me cry
When they told me to push through
You let me stop for a moment
In a world full of selfishness
You always cared more about me
When no one would share with me
You spilled your heart to me
In a world that said I was too young
You said I was brave enough
In a world that told me to let go
You taught me to hold on
When they said I needed to stand on my own
You told me to hold to God
In a world of halfhearted friends
You shared your whole heart
In a world full of people who don’t care
 You were always there for me
To the world you are just one person
But to this person, you are the world

Monday, September 4, 2017

August Highlights

August was pretty amazing! Below are my highlights, but I've left off highlights from my trip to Washington, because those are going to be done in others posts. 

I read three and a half books in one day. Two were short books. 
I edited What I've Become, which was my camp project this April. Now my sister pointed out a few things that I need to go fix, and then it will be as perfect as its going to get. I also did the second edit of Flight from Kelar. This book is my November NaNo project and I have been working on it for what seems like forever. I still have one pretty major edit in which I need to fix the spiritual side. I felt like it came out really weak so far.

I played laser tag with my siblings. That was pretty fun.

We have a stay cat who adopted us and is extremely creepy. This cat looks in our windows all the time, stares at me while I'm doing things. Notice I said he stares at me. Only me. We have named this cat Tux because of how its colored, and I'm pretty sure its plotting something against me. I love cats, but this one... ;) 

We survived Hurricane Harvey! We got a lot of rain here, and it delayed a couple things, but that's it. My mom is working in the call center of Austen Disaster Relief Network (ADRN) to help the victims. So, sometimes I'm going into work with her, which is always fun.

I got to go see the movie Leap with my sister Grace, which was really cute. 

My sister and I got a brand new shelf for our room, and when I'm done organizing it will leave more room for books. Pretty cool, right?

And of coarse one whole week of my month was taken up with an amazing, awesome trip where I got to fly for the first time! 

The best book of the month was Gestern by Grace Pennington, but Through the Tunnel and The Girl Who Could See came very close! My least favorite was probably City on our Knees, it wasn't a bad book, but dozens of tiny story's in one book is a style I find very annoying. 

Guys, I cannot tell you how hard it was to choose blog posts this month. Apparently everyone was just ultra inspired, because the posts were amazing!! 

We Are and Safe Burning Youth

The Epic Journey The Left-handed Typist 

God In Fantasy Fiction Adventure Awaits

How We See Ourselves Twilight to Dawn 

Choose to Believe [or not] Letters to Jayna 

Back Home  and Incomplete Summer of 1999

Not Based, Just Placed A Purpose and a Promise

August was amazing. I was so glad that I got to do all that I did! 

How was your August? 

Friday, September 1, 2017

Would You Love Me

Would you love me
If I told you all the “I love you despite’s?” 
Would you love me 
If I told you
All the things I’ve done?
Would you love me 
If I told you 
All the mistakes I’ve made?
Would you love me
If I told you 
My outrageous opinions?
Would you love me
If I told you
About all the tears I shed about you?
Would you love me 
If I told you
About how many times I couldn’t talk to you?
Would you love me
If I told you
How jealous I am of you sometimes?
Would you love me 
If I told you 
All the messy broken sides of me? 
Because even if you didn’t say you loved me 
I would have to tell you 
That I love you
So would you love me 
If I told you
All of that?

This is a poem I wrote for a friend a few weeks ago. I knew she would say 'yes,' but I wanted to write it anyway.