Good gosh. My last blog post was near Halloween 0_0 I am so out of the loop. Here we are on the cusp of Christmas (queue freakout) and my life has changed a good little bit. It has changed in the form of an English Bulldog named Arya.
We drove to Mississippi today to pick her up and keep in mind, I've been keeping this secret from most of my family for about two months now. It's sucked. I was so freaking excited to just get my hands on her and bring her back - no longer having to keep anything from them.
She is 7 weeks old as of Friday and goodness she's a charmer. She has a way of looking at you to bend your will to anything she wants. She also snores like a chainsaw but we won't go into that. I've only known her personally for a few hours but her wrinkly little face has already captured my heart.
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This is her on the way home! She was great in the car - but she didn't want to lay in her bed. She had to be in your arms at all times.
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My dad with his surprise Christmas present. He's wanted an English Bulldog for 15 years! It was insane to surprise him in such an epic way.
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Being a puppy is obviously tougher than I though ;)
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We haven't really gotten the chance to take many more and the others are on dad's phone - but I'm sure I'll post more soon! She's a doll and I'm already in love <3
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Here's a Christmas song because, why not? I like how eerie it sounds ;)
Hiyaaa :) I feel like it's been forever and it probably has. I've tried to write a few posts but ended up hating the rambling mess I had word vomited onto the screen.
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I'm not even entirely sure what the last thing I talked about on here was. Might should have checked. Anyway, I'm moved in case anyone was wondering. I am now a resident of North Alabama. I have to say, it's not nearly as glamorous as I thought it would be. I miss home.. a lot. I miss my friends and family.
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I also hate the house I am in. It's a small apartment for now until we can transition into something bigger but right now it's pretty awful haha... I thought our old house was small.
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My anxiety and depression have been pretty nasty lately. I'm having a hard time with everything and I'm just praying that things get better soon. I don't like being sad, ya know? It sucks.
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I've wanted nothing more than to write lately even though nothing really good is coming from it. My bad mood is kind of translating.. for sure.
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I will say that a few things are looking good. Fire and Ice for one - I've been really inspired to rewrite it and work on the idea that it can be a trilogy. Fire and Ice, Gone Rogue, and #3. I wonder what a good title for the series as a whole should be? Any ideas?
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I've also been working on Generation 2 or now what is known as Interim : Genesis.
It's been nice to revisit these characters but I'm not really sure what's going to come of that whole situation.
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I finally revamped my pinterest and it's literally making me so happy. I just want to sit there and look at it! Haha It's almost an art - the layout and covers. Here's a link if you're interested. It's what's been taking up a nice chunk of my time. https://www.pinterest.com/bigfoothunter16/
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Oh. My. GOSH. By the way - I have the most amazing parents ever and if we can snag tickets, I will be seeing 5 Seconds of Summer next summer!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
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One more time - AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
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I had my first archery lesson tonight. That was interesting... and very cold. My fingers were basically ice by the time I was done. The string actually snapped my sister's arm and it's all nasty and purple :/ Kinda cool though in a weird way..
I'm finally back *breathes huge sigh of relief.* I won't even go into all of the insane details of how we moved, where we moved and why.. but all that matters is that we're here! We are settled and we finally have internet again!! It was gone along with cable for a whole week. How did I survive you ask? I didn't. I'm currently a zombie.
Seriously though, I felt pretty bad about being absent for that long. I missed a DWAP update which *should* be posted late tonight. I just couldn't bring myself to write much of anything. I was in a funk and just took a long break.
I want to write like crazy now. I have this secret project I've been working on and I think y'all are going to like it.. hopefully anyway. I'm enjoying working on it. I knew I would need something since DWAP is kinda wrapping up (even though the sequel will be around soon). It's not a new something, but a completely changed something. I think y'all will like and that's all I'm saying ;)
My new room (my first bedroom all to myself) is coming along rather nicely in my opinion. So far the bed is finished and I have a lamp! Haha. Expect pics when I finish everything. I'm rather in love with it.
So tell me what you have been up to down below! I'm so out of the loop with everyone and I miss y'all <3
Ahh I haven't blogged in forever. That's ok, my life isn't that interesting - I promise.
I had some Demon with a Purpose prewritten with the idea that I would need it while moving and everything but I really didn't! lol We're moving Wednesday and by the time I'm moved in I can update normally. Eh, it was nice to have a break, I guess. It'll be coming to and end soon and the sequel will be taking over I do believe. There isn't much left with it.
Did anyone catch the Eclipse tonight? They always make me feel so small and insignificant in this world. The universe is so big and I'm so small. Either way, it was gorgeous. I even saw a shooting star while out there! It was really special.
I saw this and thought it was so cute!! That was random, but oh well. I am a random person. A very random person at that.
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Life has been really hectic and I really hate it.
Our house sold as some of you may know. The original closing date was September 30th and we had to move the first week of October. Well, now we are closing on the 23rd and moving out by the 30th of this month. Talk about hectic! And we don't even have an idea about what house we want.
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I contemplated prewriting for at least two weeks but I haven't really been inspired to do so. All I would be prewriting is Demon with a Purpose since that's all I'm writing at the moment. Which is another thing that is sucking.
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A writer should be able to focus on more than one thing at a time but it just doesn't work for me. I started Left Behind in hopes of it just clicking for me and being fun, but no dice. I just get so distracted. It's like there's only one story in my head at a time.. and hopefully that will be Demon with a Purpose's sequel when the time comes. || There are soo many different things I want to work on and it's really upsetting that I can't seem to do it! I still want a Peter Pan fic to pan out but heck, I haven't been able to do that and I've tried over 5 times.
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I've been in the mood to write a bunch of short stories so I either want to start a Marvel One Shot book which I've tried before - or, start a Prompt Book. I would take a random prompt from the internet and write something on it. It's fun to do and doesn't take more than 30 minutes.
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Hopefully life will calm down and I'll find it easier to write. Either way, DWAP is getting updated regularly and I guess that's good enough for me.
Ahh I haven't blogged in a while it seems.. on this blog anyway. I haven't had terribly much to say though I have been plenty inspired on my writing. Demon with a Purpose is doing amazing - it's just so crazy to me that I haven't gotten tired of it yet and the plot has only stumped me once or twice. It's a lot like what I went through with Gone Rogue. It just spilled out and ta da, there's a story.
I'm almost finished writing chapter 27 (insert crazy scream. How are we almost to 30??) and it this chapter is so awesome to me. Not much different, not much longer, not much anything more than any of the other chapters.. but it's going to be epic. Questions asked and answered all around the board. It has left me feeling very accomplished, I'll say that much.
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Today I went back to my church for one of the last times. I've been going to this church for 10 years total and I'll be the first to say it's bittersweet. Jessy and I ate lunch and along with our other friend, Jake, we walked around the building and just talked. She and I do that every Wednesday and I really realized today that I'm going to miss it.. a lot.
I know I'll come back to visit and stuff but it's not the same. I think I told myself that none of this was going to get to me as much as it is.. But it's not quite 'awful' yet. The excitement of a new adventure - a new life even, keeps me from being too upset. I just know that it's going to be amazing :D I know.
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I never really have much to say on blog posts honestly. Unless I've recently read a book to review or have something interesting to say about writing.
Who is excited for Age of Ultron to come out already? (Waves hand furiously) That and Jurassic World! I freaking loved that movie and can't wait to watch it again. I'm a movie junkie ;) Simple as that. Can't get enough.
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When I move I hope to have some more interesting things to talk about.. we'll see anyway. I figure I'll do a big post on my personal blog with pics of my redone room and everything. Should be fun! I'm excited about the theme.
I'll also have pics of my tattoo, etc. My sister is actually getting dreadlocks! I'm ridiculously excited to see how those turn out since if you know me, you know I love me some dreads. *cough, Tempest, cough*
This post isn't really me talking, but sharing something. I've been writing this book and I'm really in love with it at the moment. I don't have any idea when it will be published, so I wanted to share some of the first chapter and get some feedback on it. Do you like the characters? The pace? Etc. Song is her alarm and picture is the characters.
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The human mind is a strange place. The thoughts fly by so fast that you hardly even realize you thought them in the first place. You can pick out one of the those racing thoughts and elaborate on it as much as you like. You can keep it in your head for the rest of your life sometimes. It can make you question right and wrong or why you chose cereal instead of the left over pizza. Thoughts are strange indeed. I, Drew Tamsin, tried vehemently to keep the thoughts racing rather than picking at them. It only seemed to hurt in the end. I surrounded myself with like-minded people, the kind of people who just live in the moment. Some people just waltz past your guards, your admittance papers, and stick though. They just stick and you can't get rid of them for anything. These people are usually everything you don't like because they push you to be 'better' and to 'think.' Those people kinda suck. But they're stuck. No getting rid of them.
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"Dead men, they celebrate."
One eye popped open and I groaned from deep in my chest.
"As the final chapter fades away."
"You fade away!" I argued with the song lyrics that were in no way associated with my alarm clock.
"Cause they can't hide."
"Neither can I!" I moaned, throwing a pillow across the room."
"We can see their flesh is rotten."
"Ok," I yelled admitting defeat. "I don't have anything for that one." 5:30 AM had won another unfair battle and the sad thing was, it was going to win tomorrow and the next day after that. How does one live with such knowledge?
I sat up, throwing my arms out and stretching. A horrible involuntary dying whale sound escaped my throat until I dropped my arms. A soft thud against my window made me roll my eyes. "I'm going to call the cops! I swear!" But I knew I wasn't. Rubbing the grit from my eyes, I tried to reach my window shades to deal with it but something slammed into my legs like a battering ram. It probably wouldn't have knocked me over if I had been awake. I fell, hitting the floor with a string of curses. "Jezebel!" I shouted, smacking the carpeted floor with a fist in frustration.
A quiet mew that just oozed fake distress reached my ears. Her soft skin brushed up against my face and I pushed her away, "Don't use false sympathy on me!" Another mew, distinctively indignant came from my cat before she pranced out of the room, pleased with herself. "Stupid feline," I muttered, pulling myself up and reaching the shades.
There he was, standing shirtless in his window. Right on time, as usual. "Where do you even get the rocks?" I shouted at the middle aged man through the glass. Kent Lawson was this creepy old dude who lived in the building next to ours. He never wore a shirt, he never shaved, and he had a thing for young girls.. a not nice thing if you catch my drift. "Weirdo," I muttered as he started to flex. "Put on a shirt! Nobody wants to see that prairie on your chest. I should start calling you Laura Ingalls!"
He scowled and gave me the finger which I was happy to do back. "See ya tomorrow!" I called and slammed the blinds shut. Right before I did, I noticed the new graffiti on the adjacent building beside creepy Kent's window. It was a bright yellow smiley face. I liked it! Should have thought of that myself. For a thousand a month you'd think we would get a view of some grass or a tree! Even an ugly tree! But no. Kent Lawson's chest jungle was as close as we got.
Scratching at the falling ponytail on the back of my head, I found my way to the door and walked down the short hallway. Before even getting to the other end which was just a few feet I heard my roommate having a heated 'discussion' with Jezebel.
"Don't look at me like that you ugly little rat," she hissed. A few pans clanged before she said, "No! Off the counter! You'll get diseases on it." Jezebel meowed a few loud sounds in response.
"Don't even try to defend yourself!"
I walked into the small kitchen, "I've told you a thousand times, Lucy. Jez doesn't have a disease!" Plunking down on a red bar stool, I reached for the steaming mug that Lucy always had waiting for me. Hot chocolate, because coffee made me feel old.
"Then why is she bald?" Lucy yelled, eyeing Jez with a murderous look. Jezebel licked a paw lazily and made herself comfortable on the forbidden counter.
"It's a breed. Sphynx. Google it," I yawned again before taking a tentative sip. The flavors exploded on my taste buds, automatically making me more alert. Was there really anything better than chocolate? It could fix anything. Maybe I would like people better if they were made of chocolate - at least then they would serve a purpose.
Lucy waved a wooden spatula at me, "I have and it's all a conspiracy!"
"Oh?" Lucy had a theory about everything. Nothing was black and white in her eyes - it was more like neon orange and electric purple. "Is it aliens this time?"
She cut her hazel eyes at me before poking Jez with the tip of the spatula in a vain attempt to get her off the counter. "It's a whole industry to sell idiots like you, cats with mange!" Jez took this time to yawn revealing her sharp teeth which caused Lucy to take a step back.
I stared at her over the oversized mug, "I paid over a thousand dollars for Jezebel. She's worth more than you!"
"And you're an idiot, Drew. I believe I already said that." Lucy finally gave up on getting Jez down and took a seat far enough away with her plate of eggs. It was then that I paid attention to what she was wearing. Lucy had a dream of being a costume director for movies and for some reason she had begun morphing her wardrobe 'for practice.' It wasn't usually that bad - except for that time she had worn a spandex suit, legwarmers and sweatbands in an attempt at 80's. Even after I had informed her that she looked like a glorified Richard Simmons, it took watching The Breakfast Club three times before Lucy realized what the 80's really looked like.
"Nice Flannel," I pointed out. "Looks really familiar."
Lucy grinned, "Sorry, I didn't think you'd mind." Her pastel pink hair was crimped and pulled back from her face. A septum piercing decorated her nose. Smudged make-up, boyfriend jeans, and one of those black choker things. She oozed wannabe 90's.
I had to admit she pulled it off pretty well. "What time do classes start for you?"
"7," she replied. Lucy was in school to be a hair dresser for the simple fact that her mother forced her. She didn't believe in Lucy's costume dream and wanted her to have an actual career. I pitied the person who let my roommate do their hair. She was scatter brained and that added to not caring in the first place, well - let's just say it's a miracle no one has lost an ear yet. "You better get going," Lucy said, nodding towards the clock.
I sighed and downed the rest of my hot chocolate. "Maybe I don't feel like being around sick people all day," I whined.
Lucy faked a gasp, "You're in a very inconsiderate mood."
"God forbid." I went over to the tiny sink that was filled with yesterday's dishes. Slashing some water on the mug, I stuck it between two lasagna encrusted plates. "You could do these while I'm gone."
She tilted her head back and looked at me upside down, "Or you could do them when you get back."
I picked up the item closest to me - a dish rag - and threw it at her before walking back to my room. Waiting until Jez was inside, I shut the door and sat on the corner of my desk. It was a strange place to sit considering the point of the desk wasn't at all comfortable on my bare leg, but it was a habit that I had always had- sitting on the corner of things. Couches, tables. etc. I liked having my legs propped against the floor where I could just push off whenever I wanted. "I'm stalling," I told Jezebel.
She looked up at me with those green eyes that I had fallen in love with. They had made that price tag a bit more swallowable. Who could really put a price on years of love and adoration? Or years of kitty litter on the bed and being demoted to slave under the kitty's rule?
As I pulled out the simple black nurse uniform, I found myself wishing that I had enough vacation day to not go in. I was saving those though so that Lucy and I could drive to California in a few weeks. It was the only thing that had kept me sane since the plans were made 6 months earlier. I clipped on the 'nurse's assistant' badge to the black lanyard and grabbed my purse. "I wish I could take you, Jez," I mumbled, rubbing her soft head. "Maybe I could sneak you in."
Jezebel escaped my affection and went to the bed, kneading a pillow before plopping down on top of it and turning away from me. "Fine then! But remember, I'm the only one who's around to defend you from Lucy." I cast one more look around the room before returning to the kitchen. Lucy was sitting in the same seat, an empty plate in front of her and her laptop open beside it. The colorful web page was filled with pictures of bikini clad bodies and six packs. There may have been a little bit of sand and ocean noticeable behind them though. "Still planning?" I asked with a laugh.
Lucy grinned, "I don't know how we're going to fit everything into a week! And I still have to find that vacation romance somewhere on day one."
I rolled my eyes, pulling a water bottle from the fridge and casting a quick glance at the clock. "Look, I know it's on your bucket list to have a vacation romance and everything but don't forget that it's our vacation! I want us to hang out a little bit."
"Don't worry," Lucy replied, leaning her chin on her arm. "I think this guy will do just fine."
"If you're referring to the spray tanned Greek god, I'm guessing he doesn't hang around the beach much. Or anywhere, for that matter."
"Are you implying my love of that week is fake?" she asked, her voice shrill in joking.
I shrugged, throwing my back over my shoulder. "He looks kind of photo shopped to me."
"Oh and what do you know?" Lucy shut the laptop and pushed her hair back with a huff. "Just get to work. And bring home chinese, would you? I'm craving it."
"Finally got pregnant, huh." I stated, dodging the quick punch. "Kidding, kidding. I'll get your stupid takeout. Pregnant women these days!" I gave her a quick grin as she reached for something to throw at me and made it to the front door before she could loose it. "Be nice to Jezebel!" I shouted through the cracked door before shutting it all the way. I heard her muffled curse and a thump as the object meant for me hit the door.
The dimly lit corridor was that led to our room always gave me the creeps. I would bolt from the check in station downstairs and typically wouldn't stop running until I was in the room. The faded wallpaper and dingy carpet screamed haunted hotel or something of the sort. It wasn't so bad in the morning, but a chill still ran down my spine when a door behind me opened with a creak. A little squeal escaped my throat and I hightailed it to the staircase.
Taking the steps two at a time, I reached the last step and tried to compose myself before I walked into the lobby. My heart was still racing and my chest heaving because, let's be honest, I get winded walking most of the time. The security guard on duty was nursing one of the biggest cups of coffee I had ever seen and from the way his head was bobbing, it wasn't working. Slipping past the station, I stepped out into the chilly morning air.
It was April and that meant the weather was inclined to be bipolar. One minute it was sweltering, the next there was a blizzard warning. On days like today, the morning were cold but the afternoons were warm. I hated carrying a jacket so I always froze my butt off in the morning. Sprinting to my beat up jeep, I stuck the key in the ignition and blasted the heat. Of course, when it first came out it was basically the temperature of Satan's heart. My teeth were clacking as I pulled out of the parking lot and merged into traffic.
I was just beginning to thaw when my phone decided to ring. Groaning, I leaned over and began blindly fishing with my arm. "Why do I always throw my purse down here? And why that ringtone?"
