Princess Movies

Day's are getting colder, suns setting earlier, you can just feel winter! I don't know what it is, but I love love love this time of year. It's the season for your favorite pair of jeans and you warmest hoodies. The hotest cup of hot chocolate, with those tiny marshmallows. Some how it is always more easy being able to sit down at night and relax with a heart warming movie. But sometimes we just get so caught up though in all of our lives, just to many things having to be done. Not enough people take the time to just sit for a minute or two and breath, always stressing. So tonight after all the homework is done, all the chores are finished, no one having anything to bug me with. I think I will pick maybe a princess disney movie to put in before I go to bed, hoping that it will make tomorrow start off wonderful.

Christina

Day 1

I was at work today, now you have to know I never pick up any books from where I work at, but this one had caught my eye. It's called Random thoughts, by Steve Russo. It's a devotion. I had opened up to a paged smack in the middle, and when I read it. I can't even tell you what it was, but I have been in desprate need for something such as this. It comes so easy for me to undetstand, when I read, "What hunger is holding you back from growing spiritually" it had me then and there, or even, "Let go amd allow him to give you your dreams he has planned for you.". It has in here all these little quotes that just can so say little, but mean so much. I am glad I picked it up.

Next Chapter

I had decided what I wanted to write about, and so far I like it. I'm sticking with it. I'm stuck though, and I don't know where to go next with it. Maybe this is why I'm not cut out for being a writer. I can never finish a story I start. But I am determind on this one, I have a reason to get it done. I spend so much time looking at the computer screen, as all these ideas race through, or sitting up at night til early morning trying to think of the next chapter. But I'm getting some where so that's what matters.

Fall Time

The leaves are finally turning, it's my favorite time for photos. All the wonderful colors just puts a smile on my face, the chilly breeze against my cheeks. Where I can snuggle up under my blanket with a cup of hot chocolate watching a dinseymovie, making me feel like a kid again. No worries, No stress. Just relaxing. But I am needing a new book to read, (: I have a little to much classic writers on my mind. Im liking some but I just need a good heart warming read.

There was a boy. Named. BRILLIANT.

ONCE UPON A TIME. There was a boy, who snooped over my shoulder while I typed his comment on his blog. And then, it didn't work. And I was sad, he said he loved me..but then now he hates me. RUDE. I even asked him how to spell attention and yet, it didn't do me any good. All the hard work to end up here, writing on my blog at 11:25 at night. But because it didn't let me post it this is what I said... "I really liked the short story, it caught my attention right away. (STOP SNOOPING WHILE I COMMENT!) lol but yes, I loved it. Good job(:" You know who you are!

Maybe a little more time

I've spent the last hour or two thinking about where to start out in this creative writing project I'm doing. It usually isn't hard for me to pick up a pen and be able to write, but it seems lately when I actually have to do it, it doesnt come as easily. I hate not having all the time in the world now, I remember being able to sit on my couch and relax, don't get that to often anymore. It's almost crazy.

I've had past blogs before, many excatly. Never have they been just based for one thing, it was more then anything an online journal, what life has thrown at me, what crazy things happened in all these years. I love being able to blog, I might not have been able to do it every day, but I got to it often enough. If I wasn't writing on here I was writing one of my books, one of many I never am able to show anyone. I've come to know one thing about myself, when it comes to my writing, I care about passionately. I don't let anyone look at it. Not because Im afraid of what they will say about it, but because I don't feel as if it's there yet. There is a big something missing in it that I haven't ever been able to figure out. But one of these days I'll find out what it is and the whole world can see it. <3

It's one of those late night rants

It is almost one in the morning, I don't understand why I am still up? But hey I am, so why not make use of this time. Today went actually real well for me, I got the day off from work, so I was able to catch up on my school work. Which take a huge weight of my shoulders, but tomorrow it'll be like I'm starting all over again.. My dearest friend Lindsey showed me this new artist, Cady Grover? I love her voice, it's kind of beautiful.

Today I think I figured out what I want to do for my creative writting project, I'm incerdible excited about it, but the same time a little worried, I dont know if I should go with it. It would have this small supernatural twist in it. Must figure this out! Something I hate. I dont like it when I have to think about something or write that has a date and it's something someone tells me to have done. In a way it blocks me, I wish it wasn't like that, I have to work on it because it's not a good trait to have! Wow, I really need to go to bed or I will be kicking myself in the morning... Ok, Goodnight everyone

C.S.L

Memories you'll want

Something that is so simple, but could be the hardest thing to do is writing. I love writing about anything and everything, though it is sometimes extremely difficult. What I love the most is letting whatever on my mind out onto paper, out somewhere, somewhere I just don’t have to think about it, I can read it. It makes things a whole lot easier for me because having it only on my mind can get too scrambled. I love to write fiction the most, I have all these crazy dreams that I wish I was able to write down to the very last thing in detail. But I always feel like I never have enough time. It's mostly at night when I do a lot of writing, everyone is in bed, I can think more clearly. No parents bugging me about not doing a chore, or a sibling yelling at me to make them waffles. I've been writing since I was 9years old have always had my little journal. I’m glad I did, because where I am now I’m able to look back at what I wrote and what I’m writing now. It's so different, but in this weird way it's still the same. Bottom line is, I do love writing; just have to actually find time to do it.

Christina