I Refuse

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I refuse 

To give up 

To say 

This is

 As good as it gets 

I refuse 

To let this 

Be normal

I refuse 

To quit 

To say 

I am not enough 

I refuse 

To let this 

Be normal 

Merry Christmas || My Top Books of 2017

Hello everyone, Merry Christmas!! I hope your day has been amazing! 

I thought I'd go ahead and share my top books of 2017. First I'm going to start off with a couple short storys! All links lead to Goodreads.

   

Short Story's:

(I will not be counting these with my books, but I felt they deserved a spot here.

 1. Andora's Folly by Abigayle Claire

(An amazing retelling of Pandora's box)

2. Last Wish by Valerie Howard 

(This story left me crying)

3. Red Boots by Kate Willis

(A sweet, heartfelt story)

4. A Place Called Lonesome by Jesseca Wheaton

(Had me crying in a good way)

5. Friends and Enemies by Jessica Greyson

(Awesome story collection)

My Favorite books of the year, not necessarily in order.

1. The Girl Who Could See by Kara Swanson

(This was probably one of the best written books I've ever read)

2. Exiles by Jaye L. Knight

(One of my favorites in this series so far)

3. Martin Hospitality by Abigayle Claire

(An amazing debut book with a powerful message)

4. Control Girl by Shannon Popkin

(Now my number one favorite non fiction book)

5. Emmeline  by Sarah Holman

(An amazing retelling of my favorite Jane Austen book)

6. Grace Triumphant by Alicia A. Willis

(A powerful portrayal of grace)

7. Brothers-in-Arms by Jack Lewis Baillot

(An amazing, and realistic view at WWII)

8. Gift from the Storm by Rebekah A. Morris

(An awesome story and mystery)

9. Firmament: Gestern  by J. Grace Pennington

(Thought provoking and action packed)

10. At Every Turn by Anne Mateer

(A beautiful story with a great message)

What are your favorite books you've read this year?

Have you read any of these?

Christmas Past

Me. 2017.

I was looking through my files tonight and I found a poem I wrote three years ago. This isn't anything super deep, or anything; its just the ramblings of a fifteen year old who was ready for Christmas. Said fifteen year old didn't keep with a consistent style of poetry, or care if it made sense or not, but I hope you'll like it anyway!

Twas the night before Christmas

When all through the house

Not a person was sleeping 

Bedtime everyone was breaking

But no one really cared 

Because the crime was shared 

Mikayla was pinning like crazy 

And being all together lazy 

But she couldn’t go to sleep 

Well, at least not very deep. 

She was too excited about the next day 

Even more then she could say 

The music coming through her headphones 

Is all cheer and nothing like the moans 

Tis getting quite late into the night 

But sleep is still not quite in sight

She must read a chapter or two 

Or maybe a whole book might insue 

But she doesn’t care that much 

As the circumstances are such

But now she will go 

And lie very low 

But the morning can’t come soon enough 

Not only because of all the stuff

But because of the family that will be there 

Who all will all love me and care

Bells and Truces

Well guys, we've got one week till Christmas. I have the lingering affect of a cold, but they aren't stopping me from writing tonight. Two of my inspirations right now are I Heard The Bells and this video about the Christmas truce in World War One. The Christmas truce has always been one of my favorite story's. If you haven't heard about it, you should check out the video!

I've never been into writing Christmas story's before, but for some reason this year I really wanted to write one. We'll see how it works out. =)

What are you up to today? 

Little Ones

Little feet  

Jumping on stairs 

Little arms

Reach for you 

Hold them close 

Love them most 

Before they're gone 

Little hands 

Grasp yours 

Little giggles 

Burst forth 

Play with them 

Sing with them 

Before they're gone 

Little mouth 

Smiles at you 

Little curls 

Getting unruly 

Draw with them 

Dance with them 

Before they're gone 

Little feet 

Running to you 

Little arms 

Reaching for you 

Hold them close 

Love them most 

Before they're gone 

Thoughts from a babysitter who's clients are moving away.

Also, something to check out; Kara Swanson did a guest post and giveaway on A Writers Faith.