A Blogger’s Blog on Blogging


Because I have such vast experience in the world of blogging, and I’m such an expert blogger, I will bestow my very wise wisdom and advice upon you fortunate earthlings.

‘Cause I’ve totally had a blog for such a long time. Like a year?!


I’m a pro at this.

And I have less than 100 followers which means that my posting strategy WORKS SO WELL!!!!!!! LIKE REALLY!!

But on the more serious side, I HAVE actually learned a lot over the last year of blogging.

And even though I might not be the most successful blogger out there, I still think that I may have a little advice that at least half of one of you may want to hear…. I would suggest you choose the upper half of one of you.


In my EXTREMELY humble opinion, blogging is about personality.

It’s about character and it’s about YOU. You as in, you the writer/author/blogger.

Okay. Let’s break this down a bit.

Every blog, no matter what topic, starts with a motive.

Why are you starting a blog?

Motive is extremely important. Without a motive, you’ll be just ranting on and on about something that no one wants to hear about.

Like me, basically. 24/7.

For real, though. You need to ask yourself what your reasons are for choosing to start a blog. If you know your reasons, then your motives will pop out of every post you write.

One important aspect I want to point out is that you should never be blogging just to get followers. Every one of us bloggers has done that at SOME point. Maybe you haven’t reached that point yet, but you will.

It’s called “the social sickness”. In fact, I might even write a whole post on that…. I don’t know. It’s a catchy title.


Readers know when you’re just writing a blog post for followers. It doesn’t matter how hard you try or how much effort you put into it. If you’re only thinking about your follower count, then I have to tell you right off the bat… your blog will not make it at all.

People like authenticity. And you can’t be authentic if all you can think about is “what can I write about that will make people like me?”. This might sound like it falls under the personality category, but it doesn’t. Not really, at least. I guess it does a little, but…

Just bear with me.

So motive. Yeah, that’s important.

Speaking about personality… another thing that I’ve noticed is that blogging is all about personality. People like reading/following blogs with personality. Spruce up your website. Add little things that make it YOUR blog.

Be yourself.

What really bothers me is that some think that in order to have a successful blog, you have to write a certain way.

No, you don’t.

Just write the way YOU want to write, and write what YOU want to write!! Don’t let others dictate how your blog appears.

Just like motives, your personality is what makes your blog. When you write a post, don’t write and read over the same sentence five times and try to make it sound like Shakespeare.

You’re not writing an English paper.

You’re writing a post, you’re writing about something that you’re passionate about. And no one is going to recognize your passion if your personality is stifled behind correct grammar and complex sentence structure.

I’m not saying you shouldn’t make an effort to have a well-written post. On the contrary, actually. You SHOULD try to make your posts sound good and make sure that they are well-written.

All I’m saying is don’t get too caught up in making your posts sound like an essay.

If you’re striving for an informal and relatable blog, than make sure that your personality shines through in the way you write and what you write.

The last aspect of blogging I’m going to touch on is style. 

It kinda ties into personality, but it’s its own category all the same.

Style is about what your blog LOOKS like. Choose a theme/website that reflects you. You are the maker of the blog. So your style should be something recognizable, and your blog should look like something different.

Now don’t be like those people who think that its cool to be as different as possible… They try so hard to contradict everyone and have something that is completely weird that they mess up the purpose of being different.

You’re not being different or having a different style just to be obnoxious. You’re being different so you stand out in a way that reflects who you are and what you believe in.

Your style is part of what will draw people in. People like authentic style. Again, with the authenticity. Don’t choose a style that you don’t really like, but you think others will like.


Choose a style that YOU like, that YOU want to do.

Like I said, blogging is about you.

This isn’t the idea that “Oh, the world of blogging revolves around me” kinda thing… This is about blogging to have fun, to enjoy what you’re passionate about, and to share your experiences with others.

It’s not about the follower count or the English teacher.

It’s about enjoying what you do, and posting about things you love.

So yeah. Just a few things that I’ve learned over the past year.

Hope this was kinda, maybe just a little helpful…

And because I’m an amazing person, I’m going to ask everyone a question. Respond in teh comments with your answer:

If you’re an active blogger, what do you think YOU’VE learned about blogging?

If you aren’t a blogger, what do you think you would want to blog about if you ever decided to start one up?





Because I Can’t Think of Anything Else to Say


i’m going to leave you a note

or a pretty bouquet.

something to show you what i can’t really say.

something to let you know that i care

that i don’t want to leave or walk out alone.


i’m going to leave you a song

or a simple melody.

something to ease your mourning.

something to brighten the gloom in the sky

to make your day full of sunshine.


i don’t know what to say

don’t know how to speak.

my mouth won’t open, my mind’s thoughts are fleet.

i can’t form the words, words i want to say

to let you know that i’ll care always.


so here’s a few words

a line to a song.

something to move your day along.

something to bring joy to the world

to take the place of speaking to you.


Because I can’t think of anything else to say.

There is nothing more to speak.

There is nothing else I can do.

Nothing to make what I feel come true.








Rogue One: A Star Wars Story; MOVIE REVIEW


To say this movie is ‘good’ would be an understatement.

It is amazing.

And I was really surprised at the depth of emotion this storyline explored. It had great character development and believable struggles.

Buuuuuut, before I start raving on and on, lemme just explain something to you.

I love Star Wars.

Like, I love Star Wars. You know that Tusken Raider that jumps around in Episode 4? That’s me.


Besides that, I’m a fan of the movies. I own all of the originals (originals and prequels), and I’ve seen them dozens of times.

So, naturally, I felt extremely angry at the idea of trying to go back in time (again) and make a side story.

I never thought I was going to see this movie, so I had all my friends tell me what happened in the end. So, yeah. The ending was a bit spoiled for me.

The spoilers made me watch the movie with an even lower expectation.

I was pleasantly surprised.


Because I’m an amazing blogger and not at all disorganized, I’m going to list everything under BULLET POINTS!!! TITLES!!!! BIG BOLD WORDS THAT WILL MAKE YOU JUMP AND WIGGLE IN ANTICIPATION!!!!

Here it goes.


(yeah, not that bold)

The characters were interesting and mysterious. I like mysterious characters (like BATMAN), so Jyn and Cassian were both big hits for me. Anyway.




Troubled back story, emotional trauma, and ‘what is my purpose’ issues. All the things that make a great character.

She fascinated me. They did a great job of not making her like Katniss (aka tough girl who falls in love too quickly), or like the girl from Enchanted (aka air-headed ginger who sings creepily and talks to animals.)

She was right in the middle. Yes, she could fight and take care of herself, but she also had a heart and she was emotional and she felt pain.

(and she didn’t talk to animals which was a huge plus)

And it wasn’t ‘all the sudden fall down and weep uncontrollably about beloved Peeta’ kinda emotional. There was a reason why she was kinda messed up. Jyn had a troubled past, and her home life left some things to be desired.

I’m not spoiling anything for anyone, but I have to say that she was my favorite character. Beautiful character arc and great revealing of her back story, in my opinion. Five stars.



First of all, HE WAS SO COOL!!!!

Like, he was so cool.

You never really find out much about him, but the things you do find out about him makes him even more mysterious and interesting.

He also seems to have a troubled background and a ‘what is my purpose’ issue.

As I said before, those things make up a great character, but only if they are used correctly.

Hands down, they nailed him.

(Not actually nailed cause… ouch)

He was perfect. And like, he just looks really cool??!!!! And mysterious??!! Idk.

Maybe it’s the jacket.

But his character was really well-done, had great development, and managed to be an almost-main-character without stealing the spotlight.



They were totally trying to recreate a C-3PO. It was poorly disguised attempt in a darker and taller robot.

Buuuut. Even though you could tell that they were trying to bring back the robot sidekick, you have to admit that they succeeded.

K-2SO is hilarious. He is me. Like everything he said, I probably would have said. Well, maybe not, considering a lot of what he said was super smart (and that’s not exactly me). but close enough.

He was a great side character and added that comic relief that more serious dramas really need. He was like a breath of fresh air.

Only, he was metal, so… You can’t exactly breathe him in.

I loved him so much, he was almost my favorite character.



As a bad guy, he was pretty cool.

…Except… every time I saw him I thought of:

“Do you feel in control?”

“I’ve paid you a small fortune”

“And this gives you power over me?”…

If anyone can tell me what that’s from, I’ll give them a gold star.

So, you never really know anything about Krennic, except that Jyn’s father and him appear to go waaaay back. How far back, I don’t know. Maybe behind that chair over there… Hahah

He was cool, and I found him to be pretty believable.


Chirrut and Baze.

Great side characters.

The only thing that bothered me is that Chirrut is not a Jedi. He’s, like, super powerful and seems even stronger than Obi-Wan or Mace Windu or whomever! He literally is blind, but can fight without looking.

And he’s not a Jedi? Why didn’t he just turn his staff into a lightsaber? Like, duh…?

If any of you have seen the HISHE version of Rogue One, you know what I’m talking about. XD

Baze was kinda cool. His gun was awesome.

They weren’t my favorite characters ever, but they pass.



He was great. I love his character so much.

He was funny, smart, kinda twitchy, and overall cool.

I’m hurrying this up because it’s 10 p.m. here and I want to watch Captain America.



Galen, Darth Vader and Saw were just okay.

Ha Ha Ha.

Just kidding.  DARTH VADER WAS AMAZING!!!!

Galen was pretty amazing too.

And Saw just rubbed me the wrong way. I wanted to just shake him around and tell him to wake up AND GET A LIFE!


Great plot, great intensity, and above all, great character exchange.

There was a ton of development and there were no slow or unnecessary scenes. I loved it all. And even though the conflict was extremely ordinary, there were twists and unexpected scenes that really kept the movie alive.

Plus, the graphics were incredible and just amazing.

What I loved about this movie were the innuendos and suggestions pointing back to the original Star War films.

And each character played a part. The plot moved quickly and centered around their emotional turmoil/growth.

Good stuff.


Just wow. All the actors and actresses did an amazing job. Highfive to them all, they deserve awards.

There were no scenes where I started thinking about what the actress or actor may have been thinking when they acted it. That’s how good it was.

If you can keep me from thinking about the actual actor/actress, then you’ve done a great job.


If you have not seen Rogue One, I suggest you watch it as soon as possible (NOW!) and you will see why you shouldn’t have waited.

I can’t recommend this movie enough. It’s overall decently clean, nothing to worry about, and it’s just really well made.

Even if you haven’t seen the original Star Wars, this movie is something the whole family can enjoy.

Check it out, and if you don’t know where to find it, look on Google Play, iTunes, or Amazon Instant Video.

It’s on there. So do it now.

Respond in the comments and tell me what you thought of the movie!!!





Believing is Agreeing

Wow, I really haven’t been on here in a long time…

Sorry for not posting in almost a month or something like that. It’s been kinda crazy around here. I had relatives over for awhile, there were events and things that happened and I think I’ve forgotten how to blog now…

Oh wait, I never knew how to blog in the first place. 

Oops, my mistake…


Hope all my readers are enjoying summer break (if you’re let out)…. Unfortunately for me, I have some things to catch up on, so I’ll be doing math and other ugly highschool things during the summer…



So, on to the actual post… I haven’t had a mainly writing focused post in awhile so here it goes…

Might I quickly say that I am officially back? (!) 

 (Am I? I seem to have misplaced my brain somewhere… but I don’t think I had one in the first place… so nevermind.)


I’m gonna say, right off the bat, that being a writer is to have power.

(Go break out the Darth Vader helmets and pretend you have breathing difficulties.)

You: “Well, duh, yeah, writers have power.”

Don’t throw this post out just yet. Yes, I know that we all learned in English that writers have the power to persuade and to make arguments and present opinions.

So what on earth do I mean by “Believing is Agreeing”?

Did I choose the title just to sound interesting and because it kinda went together?

Ha ha ha…maybe

Okay. Let me lay it out for you.

Writers have to base their stories off of something, right?

You might be saying that it’s the agenda or character or emotional sidestory.

Which are all great things to point out and yes, you SHOULD base your story off of them.

But there is one more thing that HAS to be included.

The audience has to believe. The audience has to believe that it’s real, that it’s interesting, that it’s accepted.

Here’s what I’m getting at: If you have a main character with green skin and purple hair, you want your audience to believe that that is normal…

In real life, if you saw someone walking around that had green skin and purple hair and orange eyes and flames bursting out of their feet, you would run away and hide in your bedroom and probably be tramautized.

In a book, however, you (as the writer) have the power to erase the side effects and make your character acceptable and normal. If you do your job right, the audience will open the book and read about your green monster without blinking twice.

That’s the power of a writer.

You can stick whatever in a book and make it work. Because guess what? If the audience believes it’s realistic, then the audience agrees with your book.

It’s that simple. See, believing is agreeing.

Not such a bad title after all, huh?

Baaaack on topic…

You see this kinda stuff everywhere: books, movies, magazines, blogs, comics, etc.

And it works. If you make it real in your book, people will believe it’s real and not get creeped out when they read about it.

But as we all know… “Great power comes with great responsibility.” Blah blah blah.

For real, though.

As a writer, you need to be careful with what you are presenting as acceptable or normal in your books. Just because you have the power to make your audience believe, doesn’t necessarily mean that you should. Don’t take whatever idea or agenda or character you have in your head and assume that it would be fine to make it into a real thing.

Examine each little bit and ask yourself if it’s right to have people believe in it.

Too many creators abuse that power. It’s a power that shouldn’t be taken lightly.

Use it to do good, to make people believe in and agree with something beneficial and interesting.

And don’t ignore this power either. It’s not something you have to consciously employ in your writing. Literally, you will be striving to make people believe in anything you write.

Because, duh, that’s what a book is about: you create a story and immerse your readers into your world.

Or in other words, you make them BELIEVE in your world and AGREE that it’s real.

So, don’t shrug this off. Analyze what you’re presenting and see if it’s worthy to have people believe in it.




A Dedication

Dedicated to the witnesses and victims of the stabbing that occurred May 1st, on the campus of University of Austin, TX. My thoughts and prayers go towards all who were affected. 


why was he there

standing so calmly

killing with vigor

knife flailing wrongly


a son, a daughter

people with lives

destroyed in an instant

no chance for surprise


why does it happen

these sick psychopaths

who delight in violence

who injure for fun


a student, a kid

a child with visions

goals and endeavors

still chasing their futures


why would he do it

destroy their lives

purposely, maliciously

wreak havoc on skies


a school without prestige

a life without future

a parent without child

a man without soul


why can’t we value

life as it is

a breath every second

a moment, a minute


i wonder if they were scared

or ready or bold

or wondering why he would choose them

to make his bloody move


i wish i could comfort

call and connect

with the families in mourning

weeping over lost friends


a prayer lifted up

for all those involved

aware that life is brief in passing

that death’s forever pending.



Mechanical Heart, Part 9


Finally!! Something interesting is happening in this next part. I hope you guys enjoy.

I feel so proud. I did a thing and designed a template. What do you think?

As usual, if you’re new, read the previous parts, and get a life:

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7 (part 1)

Part 7 (part 2)

Part 8

And now, Mechanical Heart, Part 9…


Part 9

When the cage slowly halts on the other side of the Weeper, I carefully open the door and jump out, scanning the area around me quickly. Wiping off the thin sheen of sweat that had coated my forehead during my trip, I shrug my backpack higher onto my shoulders and turn to my right, retracing my steps from this morning.

The rubble crunches under my boots, making my footsteps louder than I would have wanted. The shadows peered at me from under the destroyed buildings and shivers crept down my spine. Licking my lips nervously, I pick up a jog and pass the point where Daren had stopped the gang. Just thinking about running into the group of outlaw Peers makes me quicken my pace, keeping a watchful eye on my surroundings.

I turn left here, because I turned right on my way to the cliff… Ugh, I need a guide to get through this maze. I brush a few stray hairs out of my face and furrow my brows, trying to remember how I’d entered the Ruins.

“I can only go forward, can’t I?” I tell myself, instantly relaxing at the sound of a human voice breaking the silence. Bolstered by my own fake courage, I straightened my shoulders and ran through the rubble, jumping over the boulders and metal poles sticking out of the ground. I don’t glance up at the buildings towering above me, or the precariously hanging railings that are all that makes the buildings recognizable.

I have more important things to worry about.

The dim light from the moon makes it possible for me to see where I’m going, but the night air sends a chill through me, making my shiver in my thin jacket. I just need to get out of here, this place is giving me the creeps. I think to myself, as my feet slip and slide over the gravel and loose concrete.

It seems to stretch on forever, the shadows looking like ghosts that inhabit the empty buildings, the moonlight illuminating only so much of the rubble. Clouds drift across the sky, blocking out my light, forcing me to stop and wait for the moon to peek out again.

Kneeling down on a boulder, I stop to catch my breath and retie my boot, as I watch the clouds slowly move with the wind, revealing my only light. A crunch in the shadows to my left causes me to freeze, my hand suspended over my shoe.

I swallow hard and pretend to not have noticed, my hand shaking as it fiddles with my broken ties. My eyes, however, are peering into the shadows, trying to determine where the sound came from, trying to see into the darkness.

A few more rustles from from my right, and whipping my head around, I catch a glimpse of a form slipping into a gaping doorway. My hands start to shake even more as I hear more rustles and crunches on my left and right.

Standing up, I take a few steps forward and stop, listening. Nothing.

I take five steps forward and stop again. There. There it was, that tell-tale crunch of someone’s boot.

There are people out there, and they are watching me. I can only assume that they aren’t friendly.

My breath suddenly getting caught in my chest, I briskly begin to walk forward, keeping my head forward while my eyes dart back and forth, trying to catch a glimpse of my stalkers. The shadows seem to be moving, and I realize that there are forms there in the dim moonlight. They are watching me.

It’s too late to pretend I haven’t noticed them, so I break into a run, my boots pounding on the gravel as I slip and slide, my breath beginning to come in gasps. The instant I start to run, a raucous shout swells over the moonlit buildings and I can hear the pounding of feet on both sides of me.

Abandoning all thoughts of maybe walking away from this, I throw my heart and my soul into my escape, my body lurching as I try to keep my balance among the wreckage. My heart pounds. My lungs heave. My hands are clenched as they pump, trying to get every vestige of speed out of my legs.

I stop even trying to keep my balance as an almost blinding fear takes hold of me. My unknown attackers are on both sides of me, closing in. I can hear their crashes and noise as they leap through the buildings and dodge the looming pillars and fallen rocks that litter the place.

Leaping, jumping, tumbling, falling, getting back up, I quickly make my way down a small incline and find myself in something that once must have been a plaza or square. Here, there is less wreckage, and the concrete is smooth, lines and different colors decorating the ground. I stop, gasping for breath as I turn around and around in  a circle.

The noise is louder, and forms are running out and surrounding me, lining the incline. I grab my gun and pull it out, pointing it at the shadowy figures entrapping me.

“Make one move toward me and I’ll shoot!” I warn, my voice trembling.

A moment of silence greets my words, and a second later, they all begin to laugh, mocking me. Ignoring me as I shake the gun at them, they all begin to descend at once, running at me. I gasp in surprise and instantly pull the trigger at one of them.

A hideous squeal fills the night, and not stopping to reflect on it, I aim at another of my stalkers and fire, missing completely. I grit my teeth and run forward, shooting two bullets into a shadow on my right.

Suddenly, they are all upon me, hands grabbing mine and arms wrapping around my neck. Someone squeezes my wrist and stomps on my boot, making me drop my gun. Metal touches my skin and something hard is being coiled around my wrists as my arms are dragged behind my back.

I fight viciously, my body writhing and flailing as I try to get free. Before I can loosen even a leg, I see someone raise a large stick above my head, and then, everything gets dark.

“Ow.” my eyes slowly open and I sit up, wincing as my vision flickers and blue specks appear before me. My eyes quickly adjust to the morning light and I sit up straight as I realize where I’m sitting.

I’m in a cage.

Thick metal bars surround me, and the wall behind me is bouncing up and down. I can only imagine what kind of vehicle I’m on. My hands are still tied behind my back and I can barely feel my fingers. Still, I flop over onto my side and awkwardly climb onto my knees, shimmying over to the side of my cage to look out. I’m being transported through the Ruins; by whom, I don’t know.

At least I know where I am. I think, as I gaze upon the crumbling buildings and fallen structures of the Ruins. It all looks the same. The cage I’m on lurches and comes to a stop, the floor ceasing its jolting. I take the opportunity to relax and I twist my arms back and forth, trying to loosen my bonds.

A loud clanging behind me causes me to jump and look. My heart sinks as I stare into the face of the man who started it all.

“Hello, sweetheart, remember me?” Leo Finesse said, his hideous half-face grinning up at me.

I grit my teeth and scoot as far away from him as possible, my back pressing up against the opposite bars.

He cackles just a bit, and leans forward. “How does it feel to be in a cage?”

I resist the urge to spit in his face, instead contenting myself with leaning forward and replying, “How’s your leg?”

His grin disappears and he glares at me, his hands clutching the bars. I notice a metal finger in the place where his thumb should be.

“You’ll regret that. Just wait.” He stares at me, as if staring at me could cause me to burst into flames.

“Where am I? Who are you? What’s going on?” I ask, craning my head around to try and see why we stopped.

The grin reappears on Leo’s face. “You’re in a cage, and I’m a Crawler. Welcome to the Testing.” 



I decided not to do a poll, since it’s about time that there’s a cliff hanger.

Stay tuned for Tuesday, where I’ll be posting answers to another tag/award!


A Day Full of Sunshine!…Again!

I stole this pic from Anna, R., but I don’t know who originally got this pic, or what. So, credit goes to the original creator!

Yes, I know it’s Thursday, but it’s a special day cause looky here, I was tagged for the Sunshine Blogger Award again!! Like, it’s an award and I got tagged. I feel special.

Don’t ruin my moment.

I actually was tagged by two people consecutively, so I’ll answer each of their set of questions because they rock.

Thank you once again, Anna, R., and Kenzie. You guys are amazing and I love y’all so much.


OKAY! (this is going to take awhile…)

The rules of this award are as follows:

  1. Answer the questions.
  2. Tag more than three people
  3. make up 11 more questions for those special tagged peeps to answer. (Or any random person who comes along and likes to do stuff like this)

Let us begin.

First off, Anna’s awesome questions!!

Question Set no. 1:

• What is your favorite pastime besides writing and reading?

I enjoy several things in life: drinking coffee, watching movies, sleeping, chatting, eating chocolate.

But the crowning jewel of all pastimes is probably watching movies next to writing and reading. It’s basically reading a book, but it’s visually appealing and it stimulates story ideas.

STORY IDEAS RELATED TO ROGUE ONE!!!! Which I shall write a review on soon… hopefully.

• In the Lord of the Rings, Aragorn or Legolas?

Ha. Is this a hard question?


All the way.

Dude, he can flip around, he has pretty hair, he can change his eye color (am I the only one who noticed the brown eyes, then the blue eyes?), and HE’S AN ELF!!!!!!

Legolas is DE BOMB!

• What is your MTBI personality type?

I don’t know… Tbh, I don’t even know what that means, and I’m too lazy to find out. I’m thinking it would be something along crazy, social, bouncy, insane personality type?

We shall never know.

• Who you would say is the worst villain of all time? Why?

Hmmmm… Probably the Joker from The Dark Knight Rises.

You know why? Because there is nothing about him that is relatable or makes you feel any empathy for him. He’s just a psychotic killer who enjoys watching people suffer. HE’S ONE BAD DUDE!

He is probably the only villain who I developed a hatred for. Which is really sad, because I think I’m a villain at heart…

Oh, well.

• If you could go into one book and live the entire story for yourself (either as main character, sub character, or bystander), which would you choose?

OHHHH, I DON’T KNOW!!! This is such a hard question….. guuuuuuuug. Don’t ask me what that sound was.

I read a lot of kinda depressing books that are kinda violent and scary and not inviting to be in at all HAH so I DONT KNOW!

Oh, Oh. I would probably choose Lord of The Rings. And I would be an Eagle.

Because eagles are cool, people. Duh.

• What is one of your favorite quotes?

“I don’t have a favorite quote.”  by – Me.

Just kidding…. Hm. Quotes are a hard question too. WHY ARE THESE QUESTIONS SO THOUGHT-PROVOKING??! I like to not think but I’m actually being questioned about myself.

*gasp of horror*

Just kidding, these questions are awesome. *throws confetti*

I love Dr. Suess quotes, and some that I like are: “A person is a person, no matter how small.” And, “Today you are you! That is truer than true! There is no one alive who is you-er than you!” And, “Think left and think right and think low and think high. Oh, the thinks you can think up if only you try!”

Okay, I’m done. But aren’t those quotes delicious??? They’re so… happy sounding.

• Would you rather have a griffon, a dragon, a wolf, or an owl for a pet? Why?


I would have to go with a griffon. Mostly because it’s kinda a mix of a dragon and a wolf and a cute something else. Ahhhh, they are amazing creatures.

I want one.

• What are your top 3 most favorite fandoms in the whole world?

Sherlock, Sherlock, and Sherlock probably. AND SHERLOCK!!!

I honestly can’t list anything else because I’m not involved in any other fandoms…. I’m not a big fandom person. I just spasm a lot.

Like over everything.


• When you first get a story idea in your head, does it start with the characters, the plot, or the theme?

Ooooo, a writerly question. Shnazzy.

Well, it depends. Sometimes I start with a theme and sometimes I start with a plot. What usually happens with me, is I get a certain scene in my head that I just really love, and I write it out.

Then I read it over and just keep writing and it can turn into a whole new world.

Usually with a theme, I just have some dark, morbid idea and then start writing and my mom opens my computer and gets scared because I just wrote a scaffold scene.

I’m joking, I’m joking. You can stop crying, you innocent little reader. I would NEVER write such a morbid scene. Hahaha, yes I totally would.

• What is your decorating style? (floral, antique, modern, beachy, rustic, etc.)

I love modern. Modern is my style. I absolutely love those houses where one side is a rectangle and the other is a pointy thing. And then when the furniture is all black and then white with red…

It’s so cool and slick looking. Slick Nick is my Pick.

On the other hand I really like rustic.

So I kinda have a foot in both worlds… (Think I mixed my metaphors up…)

Told ya I was an oxymoron.

• If you were one of the four elements, which would you be? And why?

Can I be multiple elements…??

Nah, it’s not possible. Unfortunately.

I would be water. Even though I’m scared of water (like seriously, I have irrational fears of being stuck under something and drowning), water is so alive and in motion and beautiful and majestic that to be water would be really cool.

And I could figure out how drowning actually works to make my books more realistic, so. That would be helpful.

Those were the first set of questions!!! THANKS ANNA! They were awesome, creative questions and a ton of fun. XD

On to Kenzie’s questions!

Question set no. 2:

  • ~ If you could have one day (24 hours, exactly) to be any fictional character you wanted, which would you pick and WHY?

I would probably be Sherlock for 24 hours because let’s face it people, HE’S AWESOME!!! And it would be really cool and creepy to be able to tell everyone’s life story in five minutes just from their necktie. So.

Plus, it would be nice to feel extremely intelligent for a one day.

  • ~ Would you rather be a mime for 24 hours, or speak in nothing but haikus for 42 hours? (answers must reflect what you pick [i.e. ‘I would choose Haiku, because it is easier, than never speaking…’ {GIF’s are allowed and also ENCOURAGED}])


dunno where this came from… credit goes to where it is due tho!
  • ~ Chocolate, vanilla, or strawberry?

Chocolate. All. The. Time.

Because it is mine, my own, my preciiiiiiious.

  • ~ Would you rather be a dragon or a phoenix?

I wanna be a phoenix!!!! People don’t hunt you, you instantly get reborn every time you die, and yur purty! And there’s fire!!

Is there anything lacking in your existence?

Oh, and plus, you can heal people with your tears, just like in Tangled!!! Yay!

  • ~ Ursula gives you an ultimatum: (A) become a mermaid forever (complete with the tail), but be unable to breathe underwater, or (B) stay a human forever and no longer be able to breathe air, but breathe underwater instead. Which do you pick?

I would be a human forever. Because if you’re a mermaid but you can’t breathe underwater, you can’t walk around on earth because you have fins/flippers/a tail. But if you’re a human and can breathe under water, you can still buy flippers or something (just buy a huge bowl and fill it with water and dunk your head in it and that’s how you’ll be able to walk into the store to buy your swimming gear) and you’re set!!!

  • ~ Describe to me your favorite color, without using the color’s name… (this is not a question, but I CARE NOT!)

Uh oh. My descriptions are terrible.

It is the color of the ocean, of the sky, of my face when I hold my breath for too long, and of the Wordpress banner!!


This is for my readers: {PEEPS! WHAT COLOR IS MY FAVORITE???}

  • ~ You’re given the option of becoming famous overnight, or being a small town-celebrity. Which do you pick, and why? (#deep)

I’d rather become famous overnight because if you’re just a small town-celebrity, no one ever knows you if you leave the small town, but if you become famous overnight, everyone knows you.

So you get the bonuses of both sides.

Except your life is ruined overnight so I guess that could be counted as a minus….depends on how you look at it.

  • ~ Would you rather have the Beast or the library?

Heh. Is this supposed to be hard???

The library.

Hands down.

  • ~ Do You Wanna Build a Snowman? Or stay locked up in your room all day reading books and writing stories?

I wanna build a snowman. As much as I love reading books and writing stories, I’m  a social person so if I had to stay locked up in my room forever I would probably die.

Plus! Who says you couldn’t read and write stories WHILE making a snowman?? There is such a thing as an automatic snowman builder, isn’t there?

  • ~ Which falls faster–the chicken or the egg?


I’m gonna say the chicken… because it’s heavier and has more mass…. and it’s denser….I guess???

But the egg has less air resistance or whatever… I dunno.

I’m a confused child.

  • ~ Middle Earth is at war with Narnia. Which side wins?

Narnia, obviously. They have Aslan. Aslan is immortal. And you have that cool water man that pops up out of the sea. Like how awesome is that.


And that’s it.

Thanks so much Kenzie for the questions!! They were hilariously awesome. XD

Okkkkay. Now I have to tag peeps and then give questions.

Here are the privileged, tagged people:

Becks because she hasn’t posted much lately, and I NEED TO HEAR FROM HER!!! #manipulation. Nat cause her website is gorgeous, Katherine because I’ve actually never read a tag of hers, I don’t think. Rubix Cube cause she rocks, Kit because I don’t think I’ve tagged her yet!! Sprinklesquink  because her name is sooo adorable.

And that’s about it. It takes so much time to tag people… You have to type in the name, then get the link, the hit a button, and then do it again, and get a name, and click a link, and hit a button… #work

If any of you would like to participate just be presumptuous and jump right in.

And here are the questions…. *evil laughter*

Questions for you, my friends:

  1. Take your favorite fictional hero/heroine and your favorite villain. Now pair them up in an epic face off. Who would win? Why? Why did you pair those characters?
  2. Would you rather be caught in a tornado or a tsunami?
  3. What was the scariest moment of your life?
  4. What was the cheesiest(?) book you’ve ever read?
  5. Count to five, now jump around your bedroom ten times, now try to do a handstand, and complete 50 jumping jacks. Throw your head back and sing a Les Mis song at the top of your lungs. Finally twirl in place really fast for two minutes, listening to up-beat music. Before you throw up, stop and come back to your laptop. Tell us, how did that make you feel? How do you feel now? How do you think your childhood influenced your emotions right now? 
  6. How would you prefer to die? Through fire, or through tigers? (use your imagination.)
  7. Let’s say that you just saw someone fall from the sky and not die. What would be your reaction? What is the first thing you would do? (Elaborate, please.)
  8. Why do you write?
  9. What is your most favorite (CLEAN) exclamation to use? (no profanity, people. That’s not allowed, sorry.)
  10. Who would you pick? George Lucas or Christopher Nolan? Why? 
  11. “You’re waiting for a train, a train that will take you far away. You know where you hope this train will take you, but you can’t be sure; but it doesn’t matter because you’ll be together.” What movie is this quote from? (If it’s quoted correctly.)  And I’m running out of question ideas! If you’ve seen this movie, what was your favorite thing about it? If you haven’t, would you want to see it? Why or why not? (To both sets)

And that’s the end.

Hope you guys didn’t fall asleep yet. Gosh, this post was soooo long. Anyway. If you wanna answer the questions, just do it. I wanna see what kinda answers I’ll get. XD