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Works and Ideas

The Stone Skipper
is a small tale, really, about, among other things: friendship, hope, bravery and one girls 1776. Set to be published sometime this year, 2010, by KidPub Press. 204 pages. In the editing process.
Spilled Marbles
is a bag of marbles spilled out onto the pages. One boy and one girl, tangled in WW2. Its fate is not yet sealed as it is still in the tender stage of writing.
Hidey Go Seek
is just a mere tendril of an idea, a blurry little thought. Barely a page in length so far. Not much is known about this odd species, but one day...you could see it on your shelf.

Sunday, December 27, 2009

waist-deep in thought, because when i think of you, i don't feel so alone.

i'm not going to sleep until i get 70 pages on my novel. you know those eight hours i spend idle, those eight hours i spend not doing anything? those are eight hours i could be using wisely, for writing and thinking of you.

so, "vanilla twilight" has been stuck in my head for the last few hours.

crazy writer girl signed off at 10:45 PM

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Weasley is our King ♫

Weasley is our King,
Weasley is our King,
He didn't let the Quaffle in
Weasley is our King.

Weasley can save anything,
He never leaves a single ring,
That's why Gryffindors all sing:
Weasley is our King.

Although I'm a loud and proud Ravenclaw ("Wit beyond measure is man's greatest treasure"), I couldn't help but cheer for Gryffindor Keeper Ronald Weasley. Seeing as Ravencalws didn't get close to winning the Quidditch Cup.

crazy writer girl signed off at 12:50 PM

Christmas!

Love is in the air
but thank God Christmas is there
for if it were just love, mate--
I'd surely suffocate.

♥;

crazy writer girl signed off at 11:43 AM

Here's the deal.

So it's 12:38, and for some reason I love randomly posting the time on here. So voila.
So it's 12:38, and this sounds like the set-up for a nice joke, but it's not. It 12:38 and the minute is fleeting and someone's life is changing right now and someone's dying right now and someone's being born right now and the person I really care about's probably dreaming right now...

So it's 12:40, and I should go to sleep...one day....

Oh, and by the way. Merry Christmas Eve! If you don't celebrate Christmas...well, have a wonderful day and a cookie. (You get one every time you enter the page--literally! :DDD)

So now I'm probably gonna go write that brave old novel of mine. Catch you later.

crazy writer girl signed off at 12:38 AM

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

10:01

It's 10:01 P.M. right now.

At 10:01 P.M., there's a girl who writes a blog entry instead of her novel, misses a boy on a ski trip, daydreams for the future and remembers the past.

It's 10:02 P.M. right now. Not much has changed right now.

crazy writer girl signed off at 9:59 PM