Thursday, December 20, 2007

For You...

1) I know I don't have a problem with writing dialogue, but it is hard for me to write the setting and the characters and the stage directions without more detail. The topic was hard to choose also, with all of the restrictions for the topics of our plays, I couldn't help but panic. I had no idea what to do. I think the way I portrayed my characters was my strength. I loved my characters, they are awesome! Keeping to the plotline and the theme was the hardest with my play, and finding a way to end it. It was way to hard to decide what to do to end it, when I had a completely different version in my head. Twas extremely frusterating. I know I have good ideas for a play, screenplay, drama, or even television scripts, but I have one slight issue...I can't write plays that well...I'm only good at writing stories...

2) I have no idea what I could write for my personal essay, i bacically write somethings like that all the time, but not quite....It's hard to choose a topic in my life, I have such a hectic life that I have no idea what to do! Should I choose to write about my past, my family, my jobs, my hobbies, or my stories...hell, I could even write about my thoughts...It is impossible to choose a topic off the top of my head, so what I write is what I write...That's all that is going to happen...It's too hard to choose what I should do...Why do they have to be so hard to choose for, It really makes me wonder how well I'm going to do writing college essays...I have very few good childhood memories, I can say that I have an emo past, but that doesn't mean that I didn't have happy times...it's hard to decide what I mean.

3) If I could give advice to any 10-year-old kid...well...it would be to be careful with what you do or say, you never know what you might regret in life and what one word can do to someone. Be careful with who you care about, be careful and don't let yourself get hurt, and let's just hope that you don't get as many problems as I have. Don't do anything in your childhood that could scar you forever. Don't grow up to fast, someone might be watching you grow slowly. You always want to be there for someone...You never know how close someone may be to you before you loose them. You have to be careful with who you watch over, and you have to make sure you are careful with who you understand. Be sure to watch over you family, you never know when they might just be hurt, and you want to be protective. Let's just hope that you don't loose your true childish self before it's to late. Don't follow what everyone reads in the news, you don't want to end up like some of the stars today, you want to be your own star and grow to be you. I really hope you don't end up like me, even if you always wanted to be like me, I don't want that to happen to you. I don't want to see you hurt at all. I really hope you find yourself, and love yourself for who you are, I don't want you to be someone else, I want you to be yourself. You would say the same thing to anyone if you were my age, don't be like me, you want to be yourself. Everyone has to find some sort of uniqueness, if not, then the world is the same and there would be no way to grow to be you. I know you have a kind heart, just go with that and be happy. Let's hope you don't fail at something and bring yourself down, just think, you can always to better later, just try and you will succeed.

Monday, December 10, 2007

Impact!

1) The theme in what you write is very important to a peice of literature....If a piece of literature needs a theme for someone to understand what the story is about. I cannot think of something that doesn't have a theme, maybe poetry, but not stories...but I can think of stories that I've read that don't have a plot. It's not that hard to come up with a theme, but it is hard to come up with a plot, that is why many people skip it. To those who think anything you write may not have a theme, maybe you aren't looking hard enough for it, most poetry out there has no theme, I will give you that, but I will not let you get off of having just a simple "It has no theme" answer to any thing you read, just think on this...Does Harry Potter have a theme? If you say no, answer this, do you even know what a theme is?

2) The stories that last over a long time, people could only dream of writing something like that. But, people need to understand, those authors were amazing, they wrote from what they knew some people would like, no they wrote from what they knew alot of people would like. What kept them immortal until now, it would have to be the soul and spirit behind the book. Do you get that? Each book has a soul and/or spirit, something that keeps it alive in everyone. I know for a fact that I would never be able to write such an amazing book, I might be able to write a poem like that, but never a book. I'm not that good of a writer...

3)If I could have one long-lasting impact on the world around me, it would be how much of a person I am...I don't want to be known for who I am friends with, I don't wanna be known for who my family is...I wanna be known for who I am and how much I can change the world. If I am known as a write, so be it, if I am known as a wonderful person, kudos for me. I just wanna die known for who I am and not what I can do. If I could have the chance to make an impact on daily life as we know it, I would love it, it would make me feel like a person, and not just someone that is standing there. I want to be seen in a crowd, and not just one of a million. I am one in a million and the impact that I can make, I want it to be true. I want to help others though what I went though, and to stop others from doing what happened to me. I want to save people and help them though life.

Monday, December 3, 2007

BLEACH OWNS MY SOUL!!!!!!!~111111one

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bleach_(manga) This link bacically sums up Bleach...but I am in love with it! I do have to say it is hard to say no to anything Bleach, and I definately can't say no to anything with Abarai Renji on it! I love that guy!

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Renji_Abarai IT'S MY LOVE, RENJI!!! No I am not seriously in love with an anime character...but he is awesome!!!

Yes, I know...I'm weird....but what can I say! I love what I watch! Seriously....just try watching a sword fight without being intersted!

Aw...I wanna Monkey...

1) There are many things that I see in the world that concerns me. Discrimination against a race due to the fact that people from that race are terrorists. People not paying attention to what is out there. People not caring...It all concerns me. There is not just one thing that I worry about and it a terrible thing to be forced to watch something and not be able to do anything about it. I will not deny that the world has improved with anti-discrimination, but we could do better. I do know that there is no such thing as world peace, and I don't understand how people can't see that. Mankind isn't meant to be peaceful, we are territorial and we all should deal with what is out there. I think that is what I'm mostly concerned about. My interpretation of it is Mankind isn't perfect, and even if we try to be, we'll never be. Perfection is just a figment of imagination, but what else is there to do? I feel that way because I know that the world can not go through a day without a fight, it's just how people are. Our primal instincts come out and we can't help but go with it.

2) I know for a fact that I have a dynamic personality, I've been told so. The thing is, I don't know how to describe me....That is one of the hardest things ever! Of course, I always say the best critic is yourself. The only problem is...I don't know what to do about it...I'm me and that's what makes me me. If that makes any sense. Well...I know I'm dynamic due to the fact that I'm always happy to help and I'm outgoing...there are a lot of things about me that can characterize me as dynamic...but what else can I do?

3) There is not just one piece of art that inspires me. I do have to say though that music is my greatest inspiration. I love to read, I love to paint(if I don't have to make it pretty), I love my second job(jewelry-making), I love doing what I do...I love movies...but I mostly love music. I can't just pick one song to like...A lot of my favorite songs wouldn't be considered "school appropriate" (at least to Mr. Miles). I love the music I love and no one can change that. I will say that I listen to alot of foreign music, techno, rock, and country music. Wide range, I know...but when I'm in a specific mood I always listen to what I want to listen to. That's what inspires me.

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Happiness

1) Happiness is the feeling and emotion and feeling of joy or satisfaction in finding something you enjoy. Anything small or large can bring you happiness if you only search for it...

2) The definition of my happiness is what I smile and laugh at. I find happiness in my friends and having a good time. My happiness is my sanity, my patience, my family, my friends, and my dreams. I'm happiest when I'm smiling for real and not a fake smile like the forced ones I'm forced to give at work (shh! Don't tell!) and all the different things I find interesting. I find happiness is writing, foreign languages, mythology, history, artwork, and whatever I can get my hands on most of the time. I find happiness in knitting and jewelrymaking also!

3) My friends and family have the greatest influence on my happiness, because they always know just what to say to make me laugh most of the time. My dad's sense of humor always cracks me up, my friends dry sense of humor always gets me to giggle...I just love how people around me can make me smile. It makes me wanna make them smile! ^_^

4)My friends need to be happy for me to find happiness really...If one of my friends is having trouble, I would need to help them find happiness, so everyone can be happy....I seem to be the therapist of my group of friends, they always come to me for advice and to solve their issues. I sometimes have to help my family, and sometimes i am the one that needs my family. I always try to help those who need a smile, if they don't have a smile, they can't be themselves.

5)My greatest need in life might just be my sanity and my happiness...I need to be able to rely on what I want to find the happiness I can get. If I don't have sanity, I can't find true happiness. And if I can't find true happiness, then I can't be sane. If you understand that you get kudos and a big warm plate of cookies (menatally!) of any kind you want!

My question for everyone (by personal choice): Is happiness real? Is it in our heart or in our mind? Are mirrors clear or really black?

Monday, November 5, 2007

Insanity's Revenge


A poem that I wrote...very very dark...warning...umm...Tell me if you like it...I wrote it and it inspired my novel I'm writing....




I didn't scream

...
And that scares me
...
I heard screaming,
But it wasn't mine.
I stayed calm.
I didn't panic
...
Much
...
It wasn't the crash
That made me ponder
My own sanity.
It was the fact
That when it was over
...
I laughed.
No one was near me,
Only me alive.
I just sat there,
As the other person living
Drove off.
I remember their face,
I remember their car,
I even remember
The license plate number,
I could turn them in
For hit-and-run.
But,
Wheres the fun in that?
I know what I'll do
...
I'll find them,
Track them down,
And I'll do to them,
What they didn't finish.
I know,
The entire crash wasn't an accident.
It was a job.
To return the favor
Would be far too sweet.
So I'll make it sweeter,
I'll draw it out,
I'll make him pay.
I sat here laughing,
Covered in blood.
The blood wasn't mine,
I smiled sadly at
The bloody corpse
Next to me.
The seat belt embedded
In my best friend's throat.
That made me realize
...
That they were my sanity.
Now,
I know I'm not
...
And that doesn't scare me
...
Now I know,
It'll be easy.
Ready or not,
Here I come.
You killed
The wrong target,
And you also
Forgot something
...
Me
...
Hitman V.

Thursday, November 1, 2007

Assignment #7

1) I really enjoyed writing poetry, because poetry released more emotion towards writing. With short stories you were forced to write about a single thing and you had to stay on topic, if we could run wild with writing short stories I would like that better.

2) My strongest piece of writing would have to be...my poem "11 Ways to Love" because it shows so much emotion and different ways of one single emotion and belief. Poetry is a strong point, since I do have 2 publishing awards for poems I've written, but I really like writing short stories, even ones for a long story that I'm writing personally....It's hard to say...I have over 500 poems written personally...alot have gone missing, but I still know I wrote them. I have alot of inspiration towards poetry and some short stories from my dreams and every day interactions.

3) I learned that I let out alot of emotion in my writing this semester and I sometimes have to be careful about what I write so I don't offend someone... I don't need alot of prodding, I just need inspiration. I find that if I put a pencil to paper or a keyboard in front of me, my writing goes anywhere that my fingers lead it to. I sometimes don't realize what I'm writing until I go over it afterwards. I like being free in my writing...but sometimes structure and direction are needed. Just to keep writing safe if need be...

4) I would like to get into writing non-fiction...maybe some fantasy...but we've probably done that already, but I don't like plays and screenplays. They are so hard to do without someone else helping you or working with you. If we do do screenplays and plays I would love it if we were in groups..and not by ourselves...^_^ If we do non-fiction, I think researching a topic and writing a paper or something on it...I'm weird...I like writing research papers...Maybe music reviews.... I listen to alot of music...that sounds good...I don't like memoirs, but I can deal with it...

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

Fear and Madness

1) I don't really like being scared...and I'm easily scared...I'm only okay being scared when I have someone that is scared more than myself with me. That way it's not as scary...

2) I am seriously afraid of clowns...my reason, I watched the movie "It" when I was 3. I'm also terrible afraid of spiders (except the one that is living in my room named "Bob." There are many other things I'm scared of, like loosing my friends, my family and being abandoned when I'm in need....but I'm actually not afraid of death...which many people consider weird. Another thing that doesn't scare me is blood and guts...I watched to many kung fu flicks when I was a child to be scared by those things...I will admit that things that randomly pop out of no where do scare me..sometimes...

3) A good definition of madness for me is a person who doesn't believe in reality and someone who finds excitement is things that are disturbing and inhumane. A person to be mad to me would have to be living, just kidding. A person who is mad would be someone who doesn't understand what's right and wrong and does things that are immoral and terrible to society, the law, and just plain common sense.

4) I believe that people are driven mad by stress and some may be born with the insanity in their mind. If people get beyond angry and go into an intense frenzy and loose all conscience thought about their own actions that may be considered insanity for a moment. Insanity is a topic no one would be able fully contemplate.

Thursday, October 11, 2007

Assingment #5

1) When you leave home, you always expect to come back at some point in time. Maria Gomez had expected that, at least, before she lost hope.

2) "Oof," A homeless woman sighed as she sat down on the side of the road. Maria Gomez, was her name, she had wanted to return home, but never did, and now she is out of home.

3) A racing car on the highway below sped past many like it, being followed by a troup of flashing cars. Maria Gomez had seen it before, so she just ignored the sirens and squealing tires as she sat there, alone, homeless, and hopeless.

4) The blowing wind surrounded the passerby's along the path, but lingered on one woman sitting on the side of the road, wanting to be back at home, but never returning.

5) A single tear escaped a homeless woman's eye, as she desperately tried to warm herself with the happy thoughts of home. The one home that she ever had, and would never return to.

Wednesday, October 3, 2007

Assignment #4

Arnold is a creeper...he scares me...The story itself is pretty good...but Arnold Friend is a creepy dude...The story was intriguing, but the ending was unexpected and kinda strange. The plot was interesting and kinda difficult to find and understand, the setting wasn't the most descriptive, so it was kinda hard to picture. Connie seemed like an average girl going against her family a lot. Arnold...well...I think you know my opinion on him...as said above.

The setting in the second half is important because it shows that she was excited to be alone, but she was vulnerable being alone. When she is alone, Arnold showed up and well...the ending is the strange, especially when he gets her out of the house and takes her away from her home.

I think that at the end she gets willingly kidnapped, if that makes any sense... He persuaded her out of her house, after she gave up of course, and takes her away.

Elements of a great short story:
1) Intriguing characters
2) Enthralling plot
3) A first line that hooks you in
4) The element of surprise
5) An element of some emotion
6) A character that scares you
7) Some innocence
8) Some sort of action
9) Fight scenes
10) Life threatening trials.

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Assignment #3

For this assignment, I'm letting you guys choose which poems on my blog you want to use, because I don't know what are my strongest ones...I'm not that good at judging my own poetry...but anway, just pick which poems you want to use and have fun!

Jaa Matta!
~Elle

VJ Day Kiss

The sweetness of victory
Only grew in his sweet kiss,
Hist strong arms
Gently holding me to him,
Passerbys watch us
As we embrace each other,
With only letters sent
Back and forth,
It feels amazing to
Be in his arms,
His return alive
Brought me happiness,
The kiss seems to
Last forever,
As we stand there
The world spins,
Bringing loved ones
Home at last.
~Elle

Couples Hall

Staring across the hall,
I can't help but see couples
Together and in love,
I wrap my arms around me,
Suddenly feeling cold and alone,
I long for someone to hold me,
Someone to whisper
Sweet nothings in my ear,
Someone to romance and to woo me,
I want someone to love me,
As I watch others hold theirs close,
It makes me want one myself,
I fantasize about sweet kisses,
And warm embraces,
That is all they are though,
Fantasies,
I hold myself tighter,
I start to walk alone
Down the hall of couples,
Someday I might walk
With someone down this hall.
~Elle

Pictures

Click
Whirr
Click
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Stiffling giggles
Trying not to make a sound,
Click
Whirr
Running away
After getting caught,
Click
Whirr
Another roll
Needing to be brought in,
Click
Whirr
Running to go
Hide the new pictures in my stash,
Click
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Keeping quiet
Never letting anyone see my trove,
Click
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Going hunting
For a new subject for my camera,
Click
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Click
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~Elle

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

What Have You Done?

"What have you done now?!

I know I’d better stop trying
You know that there’s no denying
I won’t show mercy on you now
I know, should stop believing
I know, there’s no retrieving
It’s over now, what have you done?

What have you done now?!

I, I’ve been waiting for someone like you
But now you are slipping away... oh
Why, why does fate make us suffer?
There’s a curse between us, between me and you

What have you done?!
What have you done?!
What have you done?!
What have you done?!
What have you done now?!
What have you done?!
What have you done?!
What have you done?!
What have you done?!
What have you done now?!

Would you mind if I killed you?
Would you mind if I tried to?
'cause you have turned into my worst enemy
You carry hate that I don’t feel
It’s over now
What have you done?

What have you done now?!

I, I’ve been waiting for someone like you
But now you are slipping away... oh
What have you done now?!
Why, why does fate make us suffer?
There’s a curse between us, between me and you

What have you done?!
What have you done?!
What have you done?!
What have you done?!
What have you done now?!
What have you done?!
What have you done?!
What have you done?!
What have you done?!
What have you done now?!
What have you done now, what have you done?

I will not fall, won’t let it go
We will be free when it ends
I, I’ve been waiting for someone like you
But now you are slipping away... oh

What have you done now?!

Why, why does fate make us suffer?
There’s a curse between us, between me and you

I, I’ve been waiting for someone like you
But now you are slipping away... oh

What have you done now?!

Why, why does fate make us suffer
There’s a curse between us, between me and you"
~Within Temptation


A song that always gets me thinking about what's right and what's wrong...

Blame - Assignment #2

I found this song actually quite reciently, but it's effected me greatly...It is a song that describes how what people do to you can change how you think about them. I just randomly found it on Youtube and I got addticted to the song, I have to listen to it at least 4 times a day...it's really an amazing song.



I think this song "hits" me because I found it right after a bad day, and I wanted to blame everyone else for all my problems but this song, it made me realize that if I want to blame people for my problems, there has to be a real reason for it. It got me thinking about what I blame people for, and if they really deserve the reason for it.



"...I know I'd better stop trying

You know that there's no denying

I won't show mercy on you now

I know I should stop believing

I know that there's no retrieving

It's over now

What have you done?

What have you done now?

I, I've been waiting for someone like you

But now you are slipping away

What have you done now?

Why, Why does fate make us suffer

There's a curse between us

Between me and you..."



This part of the song struck me and made me think of all the things that people have done to me and if I should really blame them for my problems. It made me think that I should've taken the blame for all the problems I've had. But for the problems that aren't my fault, I should blame those and ask them, "Why?"

Prompts:
1) What problems of yours do you blame others for?

2) What kind of questions would you ask people if they caused you problems?

Sunday, September 16, 2007

11 Ways to Love.

Doors slamming,
Voices screaming,
Hits landing,
Slaps scorching,
Eyes staring,
All before,
Lips meeting,
Hands grasping,
Doors slamming.

"No,"
One word that
Bites with a vengeance,
A youth screaming back
"I hate you!"
A door slamming shut
And a tear falling,
As a mother cries,
Whispering 3 words
Into the silence.

A fire pulsing
Through speeding veins,
As a look sends
Shivers down spines,
Beating hearts,
And small blushes,
As the truth
Is revealed.

Lingering touches,
Innocent glances,
Sweet kisses,
Loving words,
With gentle arms
Holding each other.

A man on one knee,
Kneeling at
A woman's feet,
A single box,
Black as night
Holding a future bright,
Four tumbling words,
An answer
Marking the
Wondrous occasion.

Watching
And caring,
But never overbearing,
Never confronting,
Only open staring,
Easily hidden,
But quickly
Overwhelming.

Caring and adoring,
Some call it obsession,
Always watching
And cheering on,
One of many,
Always there
If needed.

Some call it taboo,
Others believe us cursed,
We aren't alone though,
There are many like us,
Why don't they understand
That we are just like them,
We may be
The same sex,
But that doesn't stop us.

Staring out
The foggy window,
Dreaming of fantasies
That would never
Come true,
An eraser hitting my head,
Knocking me into reality,
Only to look,
Into the eyes
Of my dream,
As my heart
Skips again.

Smiles and tears,
At the new
Promises made,
The vows said,
Gives bliss
To the future,
Nothing can ruin
This moment,
It is ours,
Forever.

I promised
I'd die for you,
On that one day
Our confessions
Came into view,
We were happy,
All until you
Did something stupid,
I protected you,
I took the bullet,
I died for you.
~Elle

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

What Have You Done Now?

This is another poem I originally wrote for an assignment...but my friend talked me out of it...but I wrote it when I was going through an emotional breakdown...While I was writing this I was crying...but I think it turned out okay...Just a warning...it's kinda dark and depressing....

Why does it hurt so much?
It hurts so badly,
Just like being skinned alive,
It didn't hurt like this before,
You were caring like a lover,
The first time I could say I was ready,
This time?I was not expecting it,
What caused it this time?
Why did you break my heart again?
You swore to me you would hold me forever,
So I gave you my heart,
I gave you my everything,
All you gave me was false hope
And some flowers,
Why do you torment me so?
I have always wanted someone like you,
Sweet kisses like candy,
Someone who would treat me right,
Do I have some sort of curse to drive you away?
Do you want me to hurt?
Do you want me to suffer?
Do you want me to cry?
These tears are for you,
But this time I won’t forgive you,
Because I can’t forget you,
I’ll let myself cry over you,
But I won’t let it control me,
I will move on,
I will hold on to the memories,
I have only one thing to ask you now,
What have you done now?
~Elle

The Song Of Me

What is there to sing?
This sont that whispers in my ear,
Tauntlingly echoing in my head,
Secretly wishing for me to release it,
The words coming to my mouth
Wanting to escape from its prison,
A candy-sweet melody running in my veins, The rythm running in my eart,
My hands betraying my body
Moving with the beat,
Breathing deeply beofre opening my mouth
The words tumbling
But never once stumbling,
My voice singing the tune
Matching my beating feet,
I ignore the stares as I sing out,
The song completely consuming me,
The song of me.
~Elle

First post!

I love to write poetry...I write some prose...Right now I'm working on a story called Hitman V...I would like to believe it's good...but that's what I hope...anyway...I would like to spend time working on Hitman V, so I can get farther along with it and maybe post it on either fictionpress.net or deviantart.com...Some of the websites I visit to much...

I really like Garth Nix's stuff, his writing is so interesting and enthralling...It really is entrancing...I also love to read Janet Evanovich's Stephany Plum series...they are so funny! I usually read them with my mother, because we both love them.

I love to write...but I'm not sure what I think people will think of my stuff...My stuff is usually extreamly dark and depressing, but this time I actually wrote something different...anyway... If you want to read it look in the next post from me!

Jaa Matta!