It’s me. I’m back. Despite my lack of posts this month, I am indeed very much alive.
And, instead of my typical monthly book review, I’m reviewing a 1926 movie instead (because, well, why not). This is the first movie review I’ve done in an *abominably* long amount of time. *NOTE: I just realized this is my first ever full movie review, which seems very odd because I remember writing a movie review and have no idea where it went. So. Anyways.
A bit of background: My local opera house was showing this classic silent film (yes, that’s a thing) and my family, being the nerds we are, decided to go. But, let me tell you, this is not just a SILENT FILM, for it was accompanied by a WIND ORCHESTRA. If you anything about me, you know that I love music, particularly classical, so hearing a wind orchestra LIVE was about as close to heaven on earth as I can get.
Plot: The movie wasn’t fantastic in this area, but it wasn’t pained, either. Basically, it’s about this *real life event* that happened during the Civil War. An engineer, Johnnie Gray, fights his way through the movie for his train, The General. Meanwhile, he is put off by his intended, Annabelle Lee, and tries to regain her love.
Acting: In all honesty, the acting was hilarious. I’m not sure if it’s just because the movie is so dated and acting has changed so much since the silent films or if the actors where just stellar at face expressions, but I laughed my way through the movie. Granted, their were some “euhh” parts, but that’s with any comedy, so, yeah.
Script: Well, this is a silent movie, so, well….it doesn’t really have any. But, then again, it has words up on the screen every few minutes so one can understand what’s happening during dialogue scenes. It didn’t seem to corny.
Cinematography: Considering the movie was made nearly a hundred years ago, I’m not going to judge it too harshly, though I will say I was surprised at how good the cinematography is.
Music accompaniment: Awesome. Just. Awesome.
Overall opinion: Fairly good. Not my favorite, but certainly enjoyable.
Now on to the Pinterest haul!
I’m sure I’ve mentioned this to you guys before, but I am a Pinterest addict. I might have a slight problem…anywho, I wanted to do something fun, so I’m just picking random pins I’ve enjoyed recently. And, if any of you guys are on Pinterest, come find me here.
Sooo pretty. I wish my hair was that long….
Second grade boys know what’s up.
Because MATTORY LIVES. Some of you will get that. And because of Mallory’s hair. Such a gem.
Who’s with me?
I have no idea what movie or show this is from. All I know is that I’M USING THAT LINE.
ME. Though I tend to try to do ballet instead…
And, that’s all folks! What are your favorite classic films?
The lovely Libby tagged me with this, the Liebster Tag. Thanks so much, Libby!
Exciting, write? *laughs at own’s pun* I’ve seen this several places before and secretly longed to be tagged with it, and now I am! Here are the rules:
Thank the person who nominated you.
Answer the 11 questions they asked you.
Name 11 facts about yourself.
Nominate 3 bloggers to do this tag and let them know you nominated them.
Give them 11 questions to answer.
Well, I already thanked Libby, so I suppose it’s time for question answering!
1. Do you like tags?
I’m sure you all have gathered by now that I love them! *hyperventilates*
Me, looking at tags. Not that they’re fluffy.
2. How long have you been blogging?
Just under a year, actually. My first post was uploaded on May 9, 2017.
3. What is the most interesting fruit you have eaten/tried?
Umm, I got nothin’. Kiwi, maybe? Probably mango. I don’t branch out much with my fruits and veggies. Probably because I hate most of the latter.
4. Have you read through the whole Bible?
5. What is your favorite book in the Bible?
I think Acts. Or Luke. It’s a toss-up. Probably Acts.
6. Can you remember the name of your very first friend? And do you still keep in touch with them?
Yes. His name is Drew. Our families were very close and, though I moved away five years ago, we still see each other periodically and email back and forth.
7. Journaling or painting?
Journaling all the way. I can’t paint to save my life.
8. Do you have a job? If so, what is it?
I do not have a technical ‘job’, but I walk my neighbor’s dog and deliver a weekly advertisement paper. I am also working towards my future writing career by drafting my first novel.
9. Do you like taking photos? I love photography. Unfortunately, I can never find as much time for it as I’d like.
10. What is your favorite season?
Hmm. I like fall. It’s probably fall. Basic white girl, right?
11. How many books do you read on average per week?
So is this how many books I read, or how many books I finish? I finish probably one or two. It depends how thick the books are. Two weeks ago I finished a 400-ish page book in two days, so…..
Eleven facts about myself
I can quote at least 40% of both McClintock and The Princess Bride.
I can’t spell. I love words, though. My writings are verbose but misspelled.
I am an absolute child. I still play on Howrse and occasionally Webkinz. I have about a gazillion stuffed animals. (Well, maybe not that much…but still a lot.)
Baseball caps are my favorite accessory.
I’m a tomboy. I love mud and guns and video games and basketball. My childhood best friends were boys. I do have an occasional girly streak in me, though, but even still I can’t walk in heels.
If I could have my dream job, I would be an astronaut.
I was a nerd from practically the womb. When I was five, my parents took me for the first time to Barnes and Noble and said I could pick whatever I wanted. What did I choose? Five Hundred and One Science Experiments You Can Do at Home.
I’m a book smeller. Antique books that smell musty are my favorite.
Classical and slow, lyricless jazz are my favorite genres of music to listen to while I’m trying to fall asleep. When I’m awake, I listen to soundtracks. John Williams is the best. 😀
My favorite presidents are Washington, T. R., and Reagan
Brianna I’ve ‘known’ for awhile and am tagging because she’s just plain awesome, but Bri and Lila I’ve only been following for a little while and enjoy their posts, so I thought I’d tag them in an effort to get to know them better. =D
Questions for whom I tag:
1. What was your favorite childhood book, and why?
2. What was your favorite childhood Bible story?
3. Which parent are you more like, and what are your similarities to them?
4. What pair of shoes do you most frequently wear?
5. What was the last song you listened to?
6. You’re handed two tickets: One to Disneyland, and one for a round trip to Rome. Which one do you pick, and why?
7. If you could travel back in time, what top three events would you witness?
8. CDs or records?
9. If you’ve seen/read them, Anne of Green Gables movies or books?
10. Wall calendar or pocket planner or neither?
11. What is your favorite TV show?
Well, that about wraps it up. Hope you all enjoyed!
Well, fellas and females, I’ve got an announcement.
It’s officially official.
I FINISHED THE ROUGH DRAFT OF MY NOVEL!!!! *cries tears of joy*
I started Though He Slay Me as a, oh, maybe twelve year old kid–in any case, many years ago. This novel–I can accurately it has changed my life. It has made me look in directions I’ve never dreamed of. It has brought me joy day by day. It has made my Google search history look a little bit…odd. It has improved my vocabulary, my researching skills, my novels. It has changed my life.
I’ve learned a lot of things about writing–and about life–that I’d like share to you because of this journey, which is far from over. I’ve only written the first draft; there’s still rewriting and editing to do–but I feel good. I didn’t know I’d ever make it this far until now. And so, here are some quotes, some funnies, and just some ‘stuff’ I learned about writing and about life while on this adventure.
1. Writing is hard.
Now, I know I’ve said this before but…until I really started writing my first draft, I had NO. IDEA. what I was getting myself into. All that writer’s block. All those long hours refusing to open up Word because I knew I wouldn’t like what I saw. All those clacked keys. Granted, I love it, but back then I wasn’t prepared at all.
But, in all honestly, I wouldn’t change my decision about choosing to become a writer, except maybe do it earlier. It has been one of best decisions of my life.
2. Everyone wants to read your story.
You have friends. You have to respect your friends, you told yourself. “I mean, come on, self. We can’t just let them down…but they don’t understand what a rough draft is! This is absolute trash…why do they want to read it?!” Now, I’m not saying I don’t like the support, and occasionally I do allow some of my peeps to read my work because somebody is actually going to take it seriously and I think it would be good for them to critique me. But, eventually, I got to the point where I realized something: They are reading a story that will not be the same two years from now. This will be different. It will be better. It will be good. And I don’t want all my friends to maybe not read my work when I get published because “Oh, I already that book last year.” And, I want them to be surprised at how good I can become and not see me stumbling along each step of writing, re-writing, and editing process. I want to blow their socks off.
3. First drafts are absolute trash
I didn’t really know much about the writing process until I actually started writing this book, and let me tell you….this, the first draft, should be burned. I guess I never really thought about how difficult writing is and how many drafts it takes to perfect a book until I was about ten pages in to my novel. Rewriting? Editing? Sounds great to me now. There are so many plot holes and inconsistencies that I didn’t realize could even exist and are now in my first draft.
4. Writing is more than inspiration
Now this is one I struggled with. I mean, to continue working on your manuscript, you have to get in the mood and be inspired, right? Wrong. Do you want to know how I finished my novel? I forced myself to write. I wrote when I didn’t want to. I dragged my reluctant self off Pinterest and made myself open up my word document. I hated what I saw as I scrolled down to the page I was working on. I made myself clack the keys, even if it was only to write a couple sentences or a paragraph. And do you know what? It worked. I hated it, but it worked. Like Thomas Edison said, “Genius is one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent perspiration.”
5. It’s okay to not name your characters after friends
So, I have some friends who mean well. They really do. And because of my love for them, I named some characters after them at their pleading. Not necessarily with my friends’ names, but with names similar names or names they picked out. I even created a character or two just so they could be named after a friend. Looking back, I’ve realized that this was a terribly stupid idea. Here’s why:
I just created extra side characters who I would’ve probably deleted in the second draft, as they aren’t necessary to the story at all, except now I’m playing with my friends’ feelings. And, even if I keep the characters, their names–which I thought were great at the time–no longer fit in with the name theme of the story. It just creates problems in general. Now, it is okay to occasionally name characters after friends. For example, in one of my current WIP, there is a character named Lizzie, named after my good friend Liz, who I’ve even considered naming one of my future children partially after. Liz didn’t know I named a character after her, and she wouldn’t have asked me to, anyway, because she’s that type of friend. Lizzie is one of the main characters in said story, and her name completely fits the theme of the book and won’t be changed. I’ve created a rule of thumb for myself: While first drafting, only name characters with names you love, and if named after friends, name them because of friendship, not because they asked you to.
6. Writing injury/sick scenes are HARDDD
Because basically you’re just listing off random things you found on WebMD. “She felt nauseated and had a migraine…” IT’S HARD TO MAKE IT SOUND GOOD, MAN. #whati’mrevisingin2nddraft #showdon’ttell
7. People are realistic and slow to believe in my dreams
So, obviously I already knew this before I really started writing THSM, but this really rocked me the farther I got in. Sometimes it just seemed like the world was out to get me, you know? I’d be having a good day and then somebody would say something about me writing and I’d just be like really? You don’t think I can do this, do you? I can remember times when I felt as if people didn’t believe in me. That they didn’t think I could actually finish my novel, or actually do some good revising, or actually get published. And they wanted me to know they didn’t believe in me. But I’ve finished my first draft. I’m going to do some good revising. I’m going to actually get published (hopefully!). For those who may have doubted me along the way, like I said before, I’m going to blow your socks off. Even if I don’t get published. Because I’m sticking with it. I’m improving, little by little. And, someday, my book is actually going to be good and I look forward to watching all of your guys’ jaws d r o p. 😀
8. Research is crucial
Now, I can understand why I wouldn’t need to research if my debut novel was set in a fictional world or in somewhere familiar, like the Midwestern United States. But no. My *hope-against-hope* debut novel is set in not only a different country, but also on a different continent and a different hemisphere. In other words, my characters are on the other side of the world in a place I’ve never been filled with people and animals I’ve never seen and culture I’ve never experienced. You see my problem? Not to mention it would be helpful to know the geographical structures of the country…In my defense, I started this novel when I was twelve, so I wasn’t exactly thinking ahead, but, looking back, I should’ve researched my novel before I started writing rather than after. If I had, I wouldn’t have so much trouble now, having to *cough cough* Google the country to find out more about it.
9. You can have too many characters
Yep. I messed up. Like, so many people that I, the writer, can barely keep them straight? Annndd the spot where I introduce them all is a MAJOR info dump. Yuck, right? No wonder first drafts are trash.
10. Pinterest is a blessing…and a curse
Because, see, at first you’ve got beautiful character inspiration photos like this….
But then you get addicted to reading writing prompts (and maybe making complete plots out of them…oh wait who does that? Ha ha…) like these:
And then you get addicted to posts like these…when you should be writing
Well, then! That about wraps it up, dearies! Are any of you fiction writers? Can you relate? What is your current status on your WIP? Let me know in the comments!
Or, “Things I Say I’m Going To Do But Won’t Actually Follow Through! Third Edition”
March 1st. The First of March. World Compliment Day. I compliment you all because, if you are reading the rambling posts of a fifteen year old whose favorite hobby is making goals and not keeping them, that makes you automatically AWESOME. You’re welcome. Anywho, I’m here to serve you all some things I’d like to do in my life. This list is reminiscent of my February goals and my February results. So, if you haven’t read those already, go check them out–and if not, you’re stuck here. 😀
Drink more water–I’ve let myself off the soda ban, but I still would like to drink only a few cans a week. As for the actual water, I’d like to drink at least 16 ounces a day.
Grow closer to God–I’d like to continue to faithfully read my Bible and pray.
Tone up–This month I’m getting organized and doing this. Fun, right? It doesn’t look too difficult, but we’ll see.
Run more–I’d like to go on at least two ten-minute jogs per week.
Get/stay organized–I need to redo my closet area. It’s a mess. That’s the main idea for this month.
Live a more scheduled life–I’m scheduling a couple of blog posts and writing sessions.
Read more–I’m going to finish two books and start a third for a book report. I’d also like to start Jip, His Story.
Improve at music–I’d like to practice playing the piano at least six times a week.
Write more–I’m finishing the RD of my novel this month! *cheers* I have basically two more scenes and then I’m done.
Finish reading the Left Behind Series–I plan on finishing The Rising this month.
Post more on this blog–I’d like to do a movie vs. book review of Wonder and a devotional, possibly more.
Eat more healthily–I need to cut back on the carbs and sodium…no more french fries!!!
Hello to all! I’ve had a great month, and I hope the same for you. I survived accidentally erasing 10k+ words of my novel (and was able to about 8k back), Wonder (I managed not to cry. I didn’t cry for the book, either, if I remember correctly), and the first fifty pages of Emma. I did great with some of my goals and mediocre with others, but feel free to judge me. I don’t mind 😉
Drink more water–I haven’t drank ANY soda since January, and I feel great. I did well drinking my water in most of February. These last few weeks I tapered off a bit, but I still feel pretty good about myself.
Grow closer to God–I’ve only missed a few days of Bible reading (which I’ve caught up) and I definitely feel like God has helped in the last month.
Tone up–HAHAHAHA. I’m so hilarious. I was less than gung-ho after the first couple of days of sit-ups and push-ups…so, as you can imagine, I slacked off. How surprising. First world problems, right? 😀 And I haven’t timed myself, but considering I haven’t touched my pull-up bar for the last week and a half, I doubt I can hang a minute. Maybe thirty seconds.
Run more–So I haven’t really “ran” this month, per say. I know. I’m sorry. I don’t really have an excuse. I did jog somewhat and I go on walks several times a week, but that doesn’t really cut it….
Get/stay organized–I did clean off my beside table and did reorganize my electronics, but I must admit that, currently, my beside table and dresser top are less than tidy. However, my dresser top was spic and span for quite a bit.
Live a more scheduled life–I scheduled a writing session and a couple of blog posts, but when I actually posted wasn’t on those days, except for today, of course.
Read more–I read two novels and am reading two others, one of which is Emma. If it weren’t for Emma, I would have fully finished three or four. As you can tell, Austen is not my favorite author. (Like, a five page discourse on why Mr. Eliot’s charade was the best charade? Really? I can think of other ways to waist my time besides reading that.)
Improve at music–I did fair. I passed a few songs this month, so I feel pretty good. I just need to practice more….
Write more–Honestly, I forgot I planned on writing 4k. I’m not sure exactly how much I had, because, as I mentioned early, two or three pages from my novel are gone, but I’m guessing I had written at least 2k, probably closer to 3k or 4k. So I did good, I’m assuming.
Finish reading the Left Behind Series–Not only did I start Glorious Appearing, I also finished it, along with Kingdom Come, and am halfway through The Rising. Mic. Drop.
Post more on this blog–I forgot to review The Majesty of Grace. I, like, totally blanked that I was supposed to write a review on that. But I did review The Ascendance Trilogy and posted one other post.
Eat more healthily–I did fairly well. Not great, but well.
So, how did you all do with your resolutions in January? Do you think I should do a movie vs. book review of Wonder? Let me know in the comments below!
The footsteps of the soldiers pounded behind me and matched the rhythm of my pounding heart. The forest, I knew, would be the only place I could elude the Chancellor’s army. With no money and only worthless German citizenship because of my blatant rebellion against the Nazis, I was as good as dead. But I had a reason to fight to stay alive. It was on my back.
“Hans,” my reason whispered in my ear, “are the soldiers going to kill us?”
Gisela had a rough life ahead of her, I knew. She was only a baby when the Chancellor rose to power and could remember no life other than the one in Hitler’s regime. Seven now, she was my only sibling and I had deep feeling that she deserved a chance to live in peace–peace that Hitler would never bring.
“Hush. No. Not if I have anything to say about it.”
We were almost to the edge of the woods now. The city patrol following us had no idea what the significance of the forest meant. I had grown up playing there with my best friend, Benjamin, and knew all the deer paths and shortcuts. That was before Benjamin was taken.
The year is 1940 and the world is deep in a terrible war, comparable to the Great War, which happened long before I was born. My father, however, served in the Great War when he was not much older than I am now. It was in the middle of wartime France that he realized he had a knack for weaponry, which put him on the road to success when he returned home to a defeated Weimar Republic. Now he works almost directly for der Fuhrer, the man who destroyed everything right that ever was in Germany.
I may sound bitter. It is because I am. I had not seen war until I was seventeen. Then, suddenly, it was all I heard or saw. Children were dragged from their homes, women shot in the streets, men herded onto freight cars like cattle. Everyone, though, embraced the solution to the so-called Jewish problem, except for the Jews themselves. They didn’t have a say. And so, Benjamin, the person I was closest to in the world, was dragged out of my life on a cattle car to a concentration camp. A concentration camp that my mother helped plan.
My mother and father, loyal devotees of der Fuhrer–thoughts of them turned my stomach. All of the bloodshed they had caused overwhelmed me, and they had turned me in as a traitor of Hitler. I wore the title with honor, and allowed myself to be taken to the jail, where I “awaited” my death. I escaped with several other dissidents and doubled back to my home city, practically kidnapped my sister–though once she realized it was me she was more than happy to come–and now we were on the run for our lives.
Shots rang out, cracking the night air, and I ran harder, the image of what would happen to Gisela if we were caught spurring me onward. The forest loomed closer. I lifted Gisela up onto my back further and leaped over the small creek that guarded the forest’s treeline, and before I knew it we were in. My feet found the well-known paths in the darkness though my eyes could barely see. Gisela whimpered, and I knew we were safe–for a little while.
I’m trying something new called an ‘honest review’, which is basically a review where I just rant and say the first things that came to my mind while experiencing the subject for the first time. And, finally, I’m reviewing what is my favorite fantasy series of all time: The Ascendance Trilogy! *fangirls till I can’t get up*
Now, before I begin, I would like to warn you that this review is FULL of spoilers. So, if you haven’t read the series and don’t want to find out things before you read them, DO NOT READ THIS. AVOID AT ALL COSTS. DON’T BE RECKLESS LIKE SAGE THIS TIME.
Book One: The False Prince
I found this from Britt’s blog a looong time ago and always wanted to read it. Once I even checked it out from the library, got in about five chapters, and had to return it. And then, last September, something possessed me to check it out again. I. AM. SO. GLAD.
In Book One, we meet Sage. A orphan boy who is a thief–THE ROAST INCIDENT LOLLLL. Anyways. He is recruited by Bevin Connor, a bad patriot???? I WAS SO CONFUSED ABOUT HIM, OKAY. And then Latamer died–that actually mad me sad–and I hated Connor. And then Sage can climb walls like Spider-Man? Sweet.
And the sword called Sage. The sword fit for the king. Sage was not humble at this point–nor is he ever. Oh, Sage. You’re priceless.
And then a bunch of stuff happens and then Sage is JARON, THE LOST SON OF CARTHYA?????? WHAT???? Actually, because I was getting so into the book even before that li’l plot twist was revealed, I looked the book up on Pinterest (I’m an enthusiast, sorry) and I….found out Sage was Jaron before I got that far in the book. I WAS SO MAD, OKAY. It was reaaly a sad day. And then all that stuff goes down at Farthenwood and Imogen hits him with a poker–forever laughing at that.
Oh, and, okay, Imogen. I LOVE HER SO MUCH. At first I was like “WHO IS THIS GIRL AND WHY IS SHE FROWNING AT SAGE HE’S SO COOL SHE CAN’T DO THAT” and then I was all like “Twu love” Jamogen forever. I love them so much.
And then Jaron is crowned king….YAAAAAS. And Roden was kinda huffy there for a bit…he he.
Book Two: The Runaway King
OH NO RODEN’S BACK AND HE’S ANGRY THIS IS NOT GOOD. And Jaron you really shouldn’t skip your parent’s funeral that’s really sad. AND WHY DID YOU SEND IMOGEN AWAY MY HEART BROKE, JARON. WHY. JUST LOCK HER IN THE DUNGEON OR SOMETHING, I DON’T KNOW. And then there’s Amarianda. I was so conflicted, guys. I liked her but I didn’t like her with Jaron because of Imogen…..NOT A LOVE TRIANGLE, PLEASE, NIELSON?
I liked Fink. HE WAS SO FEISTY FOR A LI’L GUY. Not as feisty as Jaron, but still. AND HE SPIT IN JARON’S FOOD. MAN I LOVE THIS AUTHOR.
And then Jaron goes to the pirates. The ones who ‘killed him’ four years before. I bet Jaron right before he thought they were gonna kill him sassed some pirate like ‘Y’ALL FOUR YEARS LATE.’ I’m pretty sure he actually did that. And Roden broke his leg…I hated Roden. It was terrible. It was like I was in physical pain for Jaron. BUT NONETHELESS, HE SURVIVED. And then all was well because Roden became captain of the guard…and then BAM. War. And Imogen was CAPTURED? NOOOOOOO!!!!!
Book Three: The Shadow Throne
Out of this trilogy, I have to say I enjoyed The Shadow Thronethe best. Let me ‘splain…
OKAY SO BYE BYE IMOGEN WAAAH. But Tobias and the Princess are in love. Awww. I loved that, even though it wasn’t a huge part of the plot. I NO LONGER HAD TO BE CONFLICTED I AM FREEEEE. And the fake fight between Roden and Jaron…I was so confused there for a minute. So glad it was fake lol I was in turmoil
Imogen died? IMOGEN DIED???? This book has ruined my life. She’s dead. He’s heartbroken. WHY OH WHY DID I EVER READ THIS. Please, please, shoot me now and put me out of my misery. And shoot Jaron while you’re at it waaaah
But Jaron keeps fighting. Will this king of sass never stop? Please Jaron once your heart heals–NEVER MIND WHAT ARE YOU DOING GIVING YOURSELF TO THE AVENIANS??
Oh you clever boy. BUT DON’T DIE, OKAY?
Farthenwood again? WAIT IMOGEN’S ALIVE? YES, KISS HER, JARON. JAMOGEN SAILS AGAIN. Oh no not execution NO JARON WHAT ARE YOU DOING–CONNOR? Bevin Connor? For once, Connor…you did the right thing.
YAY THEY GOT MARRIED AND LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER. BETCHA THEY NAMED ONE OF THEIR KIDS DARIUS, ANOTHER ONE LATAMER. AND A LITTLE GIRL MOTTIE. It happened, okay? I feel a fanfiction coming on.
As a little bonus I’m including some of my favorite fanarts that I found on Pinterest.
So, I’m pretty sure this is Jaron the prince vs. Sage the thief. He looks so much more comfortable as a thief. So like himself LOL
From The Shadow Throne. As one pinner put it, “this scene sewed my heart back together”, and I agree.
And that’s all, folks!!!! Have any of you read The Ascendance Trilogy? If so, what did you think????