My Heroes

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

I want to tell you about a group of people that were my heroes growing up--and when I think about it, I realize that they are still my heroes.

You're probably thinking that I'll say something like "police" or "firemen"--well, I'm not. These are people that I've known my whole life. And never once can I remember them yelling at me.

It's my cousins.

I remember, every night, all summer long, running up to my cousins house after dinner and asking them to watch me jump on the trampoline (I wasn't allowed to get on it without someone watching me). My cousins came out most of the time, even though I'm sure that they had things they would have rather been doing. Looking back, I was a pretty selfish little kid--and my cousins were so unselfish.

I loved to go to my cousins house to hang out with their friends. It would have freaked me out if my siblings hung out with me and my friends--and I was their cousin; I wasn't even the same age. There was at least ten years age difference. But never once did they send me home. In fact, they included me. And I never even thought that maybe they would like to be alone.

I decided that I wanted to be like my cousins because they were cool. I still think they're cool. But now, I want to be like them for another reason; and that reason is because they were so nice to me. I already said that I can't remember them yelling at me--I can't say that I've never yelled at my brother and sister. Wow. That thought just makes me stop and think: my cousins are awesome. They're the some of the best people I know. I always wanted an older brother when I was younger (and I still do)--little did I know that I practically did have an older brother--more than one, actually. And two older sisters; that's what my cousins were like. I can't begin to imagine what life would have been like without them. And I don't want to. They're all such a big part of my life. And I only hope that I can be like my heroes--my cousins--someday.

I've only told a few of the many stories that show just how wonderful my cousins are. But I think that now you--my readers--can see what my life is like. I feel like printing out this post and carrying it around so that when people tell me that I'd be fine going away to college (another loooong story) without my family, I can show this to them. Because unless anyone has had cousins like mine, no one can really know how much they mean to me. No one. And I know that my love for my cousins will grow as I get older. Even if it seems like I can't love them anymore right now. 

So here's to my cousins-- Thanks, guys. You're some of the best people that I know--and ever will know. I love you!


Sunday, October 24, 2010

I'm sorry that I haven't posted in a while, but life is way too busy. I love to get on here and write, but...there's not much time, even though blogging relaxes me. I heard someone say once that sometimes, we need to relax from relaxing. I couldn't have said it better myself.

So, any big news? Didn't think so. I don't really have any big news. But I do have good news--for me, at least. Everyone seems to be liking me character sketches (I know, you're all probably thinking, "that's good news?") I'm glad that people are interested in my characters--you guys are awesome. I don't know what I'd do without you. Being a writer can be a very draining thing. And when  I say that, I mean that it's takes a lot out of you; it takes a lot out of you when people drop hints that they think your writing is juvenile. It takes a lot out of you to have people say, "writing not a job." And it takes a lot out of you when you can't figure out how to advance your plot--and not only that, but it's discouraging, too. But I just stumbled onto the Rascal Flatts song Stand ---and it is so amazing. It reminded me that no matter how hard I fall, I need to get right back up again--cuz I'm not dead; just a little beat up, and worn out. So what if people seem to push me over when they look down on my writing? I can just stand back up--they'll see soon enough. I am a writer. And I think that I can make something of the things I write--stories, songs...I'm going to stand.

You feel like a candle in a hurricane
Just like a picture
With a broken flame
Alone and helpless
Like you've lost your fight
But you'll be alright
You'll be alright

Cuz when push comes to shove
You taste what you're made up
You might bend till you break
Cuz it's all you can take
On your knees you look up
Decide you've had enough
You get made you get strong
Wipe your hands shake it off
Then you stand 

And so on and so forth. It's an awesome song. Thanks for reading!

Drew King

Monday, October 18, 2010

Here is another one of my characters in my mystery book (I still haven't come up with a name for the book yet). His name is Drew King.

Full Name:
Drew Tyler King
Meaning of Name: Manly Tile Maker
Nickname: None
Birth Place: Ridley Park, Pa (near Philadelphia)
Age: 17
Nationality: American
Hair Color: Gold
Hair Style: Short and wavy.
Shape and Features of Face: Oval shaped; nice nose; extremely straight teeth.
Eye Color: Sapphire blue.
Skin Tone: Tan.
Scars or Distinguishing Marks: None (in the book, he gets a scar right above the left eye)
Disabilities: None.
Build or Body Type: Tall; muscular; not thin, but not heavy--normal weight.
Height: 5' 11"
Gestures: Rubs his forehead a lot.
Weakness: He doesn't always take things seriously enough.
Special Abilities or Powers: He's able to talk people into doing things.
Bad Habits: Sometimes he has a hard time believing things.
Good Habits: He's responsible, and will do his job to the best of his ability.
Best Characteristic: Responsible.
Worst Characteristic: Bossiness.
Proud of: Achieving success.
Embarrassed by: Being proved wrong.
Driving Style: Experienced.
Strong Points: He will risk his life for those he loves.
Temperament: Go getter, responsible, hard to convince.
Attitude: Confident.
Weakness: Sometimes he thinks he knows everything.
Fears: Failing.
Phobias: Making mistakes that put others in danger.
Feels Vulnerable When: Things start to go wrong or not according to plan.
Motivation: People needing him.
Introvert or Extrovert: In between.
Optimist or Pessimist: A little bit of both.
Greatest Want: To be wanted/respected.
Greatest Need:To trust his instincts.

Drew King is hard to describe. Drew loves his friends and family deeply, and will do anything to protect them. And he is forever trying to keep Ellie under control--and forever failing.

Drew is the "big brother type". Meaning, he plays the role of the older brother and he does it well. He takes care of everyone--and he can be bossy (being an oldest child myself, it hurts to say that, but it's true). I just had to put a big brotherly guy in this book; that type of character is fun to write about. Plus, I've always wanted an older brother--maybe that's why I like to give my characters older brothers whenever I can (okay, I know that's why).

That concludes my post about Drew. I would have loved to put an excerpt with him in this post, but I don't have my notebook with me right now. Maybe next time....

Let me just take a sentence to say that finding names for characters is extremely difficult--for me, at least. You need to find a name that suites the character, isn't boring, and isn't in one of your other stories. Also, if one of your characters happens to have the name of someone you know (like Emily--I don't use that name, though) then everyone thinks that you are basing your character on the person you named it after. You really didn't name that character after the person you know, though, you just couldn't find any other name. Get it? I know I didn't. Sorry about that--kind of confusing, right? Yeah. Thanks for bearing with me.

Broadcasting Live

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

I am back from camping. I have a ton of pictures that I'll be putting on here soon. But right now, I don't have time for that. I'm busy with school.

On the way home yesterday, I saw a car with a bumper sticker that said "Are You Saved?" It made me think. That person was broadcasting that they're a Christian (or at least go to church). Some people don't like to do that. But we need to. If we're Christians, then there should be a change--and we should broadcast that change to everyone around us.

There should be a change in our attitude. Don't go dragging your feet around with a "who cares" look on your face. God gives us joy--let that joy be on your face.

Your language should be different. One thing I hate is to hear people swear--I flinch. But what really bothers me is when people who call themselves Christians, go to church, and talk about God swear. Come on. I don't understand how people can say, "Oh, I'm a Christian, I love the Lord" and then turn around and use His name as a swear word. I'm not pointing fingers at anyone that I know, I just wonder why--or how--people could do this.

This might is something I struggle with. We need to constantly be talking about God and Jesus Christ to our unsaved friends. Why don't we? I think that part of it might be the fear that it will ruin our friendship. But I think that if our friends really love us, then they'll at least hear us out if we want to talk about God. "What if they want to talk to me about their religion?" you ask. Well, hear them out. If you know what they're believing, then you'll be able to make a more sound argument for Christianity.

Like I said before, I'm not pointing fingers at anyone--I have problems "broadcasting" too--I think everyone does. So please don't get any wrong ideas. But I think this is a big problem among Christians today--and I'm sure it always has been. I think we can try to fix it, though; ask God to give you strength. The Bible says that the harvest is plenty and the laborers are few. That means that there are many people all over the world who aren't saved, but there is only a few people who will tell them the wonderful news of Salvation. We need to be the laborers. We need to let our friends and family know that we're Christians--and we're not ashamed. I'll conclude with this thought: Are you broadcasting live?

Camping! Here I Come!

Thursday, October 7, 2010

Tomorrow we leave for camping. I'm excited. I'm hoping that maybe we'll be able to play volleyball while we're there. I need to practice some things. Like hitting the ball.

Tonight I used the push mower to mow the grass. I. Am. Exhausted. I never knew how much strength you needed to use a push mower. Until I used one this summer. Now, I'm really getting used to the fact. It must be funny to watch me. I know I laugh at myself and I can't even see me.

To get back to camping, I'm so excited about being able to play some fast-paced Dutch Blitz.
Oh, yeah! This is what I'm talkin' about. This game is just pure awesomeness. I've also been introduced to Phase 10--that's pretty fun, too. Other games I enjoy playing consist of: Apples to Apples, Mad Gab, Twister (we don't play that when we're camping, though), Uno, Old Maid (for Annie) and Catch Phrase (we played that on the way to and at the Wilds. Very fun).

I shall go now. I'm going to join the rest of the gang outside (the gang consists of Buddy, Smoochie-Annie's nickname--and Dylann and Derek). Something's wrong with the words. Must go. Bye!

(P.S. the colors of the leaves when we go camping are beautiful--the mountains are just gorgeous. I'll get pics. Bye!)


Monday, October 4, 2010

Christmas is in 80 days! (I counted) I'm so excited for Christmas and I don't know why. I listened to Christmas music, too--I just had to. One of my favorite Christmas songs is O Holy Night. I just love it. The tune is pretty, the words are true--Christmas songs are awesome, don't you think?

Tomorrow is my half birthday! I will officially be 14 1/2. That's pretty cool. Maybe I bake myself a cake...

It seems like every Monday this month has been rainy. It seems to be rainy Mondays that I get my three o'clock in the morning feeling. But I didn't get one today. In fact, I feel pretty good today; like I could conquer the world. And I have to, if I'm ever going to get my mom and I Bosendorffer (spelling?) pianos, Sarah a Stradivarius(once again, spelling?), and my dad and brother awesome Fords (we're Fords fans here). I wonder what my sister would like? Maybe a remastered addition of Mario Kart? I don't ever expect to be another Shakespeare (although that would be pretty cool!)--but I want to be the best I can be. Let me dream, people.

That concludes my post except to say that the quintet I'm in is singing tomorrow night. Maybe I'll be able to put this performance on my blog for you. Well, I have to go. I have to eat my supper so I can make cookies (yum!)

Ellie Claire Roberts

Friday, October 1, 2010

Here is a character sketch of the main character in my mystery. I hope that you enjoy learning about Ellie Claire Roberts!

Full Name:
Ellie Claire Roberts
Meaning of Name: Light Illustrious
Nickname: El (sometimes, Eclair)
Birth Place: Woodlyn, PA (near Philadelphia)
Age: 15
Nationality: American
Hair Color: Light blond, with strawberry blond highlights
Hair Style: Just below the shoulders; layered; with bangs; parted on the right side
Shape and Features of Face: Her face is heart/round shaped; she's not beautiful, but she is pretty.
Eye Color: Sapphire blue
Skin Tone: Almost tan
Scars or Distinguishing Marks: None
Disabilities: None.
Build or Body Type: Thin and small.
Height: 5' 2"
Gestures: She chews her fingernails when she's thinking or nervous.
Weakness: Self-confidence.
Special Abilities or Powers: People say she has ESP.
Bad Habits: Sometimes she does things before thinking.
Good Habits: When she sets her mind on something, she goes after it.
Best Characteristic:She has a good head on her shoulders and can handle emergencies well.
Worst Characteristic: Stubbornness.
Proud of: Her ESP
Embarrassed by: Being proved wrong.
Driving Style: She can't drive yet, but it would depend on the situation.
Strong Points: When she says she'll do something, she'll see it through.
Temperament: Seeks adventure, witty, smart.
Attitude: Sweet, but sometimes stubborn.
Weakness: Stubbornness.
Fears: Being wrong, someone breaking her trust.
Phobias: Losing her friends.
Feels Vulnerable When: People know a lot about her.
Motivation: Adventure
Introvert or Extrovert: Extrovert.
Optimist or Pessimist: Optimist.
Greatest Want: To have an adventure
Greatest Need: Someone to give her advice, tell her when to stop, and keep her under control.

I'd like to tell you about about each of the important characters in my book; the trouble is, which one to tell you about first. Well, you're all probably thinking, "get on with it, we know that you chose to tell us about Ellie Claire Roberts." I'll get on with it, then. I decided to tell you about Ellie first because she's my main character. Simple enough.

Ellie is a crazy fifteen year-old, looking for adventure. If you remember that, then you know a lot about Ellie. She's been adventuresome ever since she was small, but the longing for it has grown over the years. So, when she and her three friends stumble onto a notebook (through a bunch of strange events) she starts to jump to conclusions, and makes a big deal out of nothing--something she always does. Her friends say that she's blowing things out of proportion--especially when Ellie links the notebook to a local murder.

Fate seems to be on Ellie's side, though. An old friend calls Ellie up and they start to talk about the murder--which seems mysterious to Ellie. After Ellie and her old friend are done talking, Ellie finds out that Trey--one of her three friends--has called the FBI so Ellie can tell them what she thinks.

That's all that I'll tell you now, because I don't want to give the rest of the plot away. Maybe (more like hopefully) I'll be able to give you some more character sketches (if they don't bore you to death).

Ellie Claire Roberts is my character. Please do not copy her--whether it be her name, or the person (for example, taking who she is but changing her name). Thanks for your cooperation!

This character sketch was made by Awel Prince.

Songs and Books

I've been busy writing, writing, writing! And I'm extremely happy. School is going well, my writing is going well, and--I don't know--everything is seeming so wonderful! My songs are coming along nicely (I'm working on some new ones) and I'm even trying to work out some music videos (Morgan, maybe we can get together this weekend and talk).

I'm just going to write a sentence to say Happy Birthday Aunt Kim! I love you!

Camping is just one week away! Can you believe it? I'll be gone for four days--with my awesome family. We'll eat great food, and get really competitive in games like dutch blitz. Oh, I love my life--it's not as bad as it seems to me at times.

I must go now. I hope you all have a wonderful weekend. I'm going to work on songwriting, myself. Bye!