Wow. I have neglected my duty as a blogger!!!!!!!! Shame. On. Me. Oh well. So, hey, have you missed me? I have been soooo busy with school, and homework, and writing my book 1, and.... Okay, so I was avoiding blogging! Big deal. I'm sure we all do that, right? Okay, so you don't, but I DID! So there.
So, this is my post. This is a totally personal blog, so if you aspire to be a major stalker, read on McDuff!
But I won't judge you if you read it anyway and stalking is the last thing
on your mind. xD
I somehow feel like discussing my broken childhood. I Guess Mikiki brought it out of me when I read about Celeste. I tend to write about orphans, and for the longest time I couldn't figure out why. Was it because it was just a trend? No. I don't follow trends. It is because in a way, I am an orphan. I have never had a dad because my parents got divorced and I never saw him again. My mom was a teacher, who worked day and late into the night grading papers. She ignored me, and now at this crucial time in my life, she doesn't know me. I was your basic latch key kid. My friends never came over because there was never adult supervision at my house. My older brothers have mental issues (bipolar and aspergers).
Even though I was the youngest, I had to "baby-sit" them. I was beat up and nearly killed countless times, but I don't blame them; that was just how it was. For awhile, I felt depressed. because when they beat me up, I thought it was me. For years I never really made any progress. I stopped writing because my brothers told me it was trash. Then, things began to turn around in sixth grade. My teacher, Mrs. Webb, told me I was an amazing writer. That is when I began to unfrost, and warmed back to writing.
Then in seventh grade, I met Kaylee. I am not a all comparing my to friends. neither is better, (but we'll discuss 'better' later) but Kaylee was amazing in a different way. The minute I saw her, I knew her. I can't explain it, but I already knew her. I won't go all religious (even though I am), but I think I knew her Before. She just knew what I needed to hear. And that is what I love about her. She knows me better than I knew myself, and she didn't judge. So naturally we became best friends. I love Kaylee. She made me see my stories in a whole knew way. Like, I could do anything. Kaylee is my lifeline, because I swear I wouldn't be here today without her. Seventh grade was the hardest, because that was when my mom got totally in love and then dumped, and then my brother beat up a girl and got put in jail and had to go to court. Every scrap of paper with scribbles on it, she told me was amazing and that I should publish it.
Now I know that half of it was crap. But the thing was, I couldn't have taken the criticism. And I soaked up her love and admiration, and used all of that positive information to become what I am today. And now, without criticism, a I can write again! Now don't we all wish we had a friend like that?
And now that I have moved, and nobody here believes in writing, or education for that matter, I needed her again. But I didn't know she needed me! And now, I am going to go call this Heroine and tell her how much I love her and appreciate her support. But I just can't thank her enough. Yeah Kaylee!
I want you to know, love all of my friends. They are my life. Kaylee and Kysee were just the beginning. The more I write, the more people support me. When the world was falling apart for me, people would follow behind these tornadoes, picking up the pieces of my shattered life, and, instead of just gluing it back together the way it was, they created something new and beautiful--better than what was there before. And today, they still do. We are not alone in life. Someone is always there. The more I write, the more I learn about people and life.It goes on, despite how we feel. Friends pick us up and don't let us get trampled by the things in life. But not just my friends saved my life; writing did. And that is why I won't ever stop. EVER. Writing is too big, too great, and too awesome to just shift to the side. It is there for me--and you--and I'm not going to let it go I will write 'til my fingers fall off, and even then, I still have stubs to type with. But I have learned. Writing is magic, and I have the potential to use that magic. With Kaylee's, Kysee's, and everyone elses' help, I will harness this magic, and make the world better than I left it. This is my passion, why not do it well?
~a writer in the sea of others
Well, I hope you like my speech/writing! Does it make up for the missed weeks <--that long????? I really appreciate you reading my blabbers and making me feel important. I love your support!!! <3
So...I accidentally highlighted it with white, and now I can't get it off!!!!
ReplyDeleteTHAT IS SO BEAUTIFUL!!! *lower lip quivers*
DeleteThis had got to be the best post yet. And I'm not just saying this, truly, this is AMAZING.
Seriously, keep writing and never stop. You're amazing, and everyone knows it. You really do have potential, and I mean hoards of it. It sounds so cheesy to say it, but really, it's true. More than true.
I don't know if I should feel good or bad to bring out your broken childhood using my main character . . . xD Whatever! This post is seriously gripping. I'm so sorry about your brothers :(
But hey, writing is how people heal, how we have fun, basically how we stay sane. Just like friends, which you have explained so well in this post.
Advice? Write. Write more. If you stop writing then I will . . . well, I don't know. Maybe slap some sense into you with some emoticons or something xD Considering it's all virtual, there's not much I can do but say, KEEP WRITING!!
Awww, thanks! You should feel good. It was an eye-opening experience, as all writing should be. It is okay. I mean, THEY didn't really want to hurt me. It was the anger inside of them (that they couldn't control) that did it. You should have seen them afterwards every time they did something to me. And I still love them.
ReplyDeleteMy problem was, instead of going to the solution (writing) I ran away from it. Maybe I was more afraid of the cure than I was of the sickness. Anyhow, I had my friends, and they helped me realize these things.
I will write, (as long as you do). xD I betcha you can't keep up with me! xD Naw, I'd rather do it at my own pace, but I promise I will still write, and you better too. In fact, ANYBODY who can, should. Even if it IS lousy. Get a friend like Kaylee, and your books will be amazing! xD Seriously, though. Writing is that big, and so is your friends' support.
I don't know what it is, but when I write like this, it doesn't fell like it is me. It feels like something else is telling me what to do or say in my story. I think I play movies in my head, and just write them down. The BIG question is, where do they come from? I hope I can figure it out someday. (And keep up with all of the stuff they give me constantly). xD Sometimes I just wish they would just give me the already written copy. Then, I would have thought of it, but I wouldn't have had to type it. xD I'd be a millionaire in no time!!!! xD
But still, it wasn't THAT beautiful. I thought it sounded...weird. Maybe a little too cheesy? I don't know, but I still think was...whatever it was. xD
DON'T EVEN SAY THAT!!! It was so NOT cheesy. That was like, the opposite of cheesy. It was definitely filled with non-cheesiness xD
DeleteSo, we must have a deal then. I'll keep writing, you keep writing, neither of us quits. No writer should quit! There's a quote that says:
"We have discovered that writing allows even a stupid person to seem halfway intelligent, if only that person will write the same thought over and over again, improving it just a little bit each time. It is a lot like inflating a blimp with a bicycle pump. Anybody can do it. All it takes is time."
So, it doesn't matter how good your writing is, because it's not going to STAY bad, if it happens to be. It will improve, and if you write amazing now, (which you do!) think of how good you'll be later on! So don't give up - that's like throwing away a perfect, warm slice of pie xD It'll go to waste! (And I NEVER let pie go to waste. EVER.)
And I so agree. I make movies in my head, then I write it out on paper in this weird thing called a "novel" xD Honestly, if I somehow couldn't write, I think I'd be in a mental institution or something by now. I'm right on the break of insane already xD
It was too. :P I had all of my cheese on hand, so I made macaroni. (aka my blog. xD).
ReplyDeleteI promise. I shall have to create a contract, and we both must abide by the rules. :P (oh, and I like that quote, by the way. xD)
AHHHH!!!!!!!!!! NOT THE PIE!!!!!! *runs toward the falling pie and catches it in mouth when it is two centimeters from the ground* Ahhh, *pats stomach happily* that was close. xD We must protect the pie at all costs! ;)
I agree with your agreeing. xD Novels are the best things ever invented. I wonder what people did before they had them? :D