Last Dreamy Ramblings

Wednesday, August 31, 2011



Things seem so much simpler when I'm writing. Or making music. And yet everything seems intricate. Like you can conquer the world easier than it is to say so.


Everything seems perfect when you stare into the sunrise. It means that a new day is coming and you have a new opportunity to make a difference. Or mess up...


There are many beautiful things. And they all leave a great effect on me. But not much can compare to summer nights spent with your friends. As the darkness creeps up, you are suddenly aware that there are not many nights left. Summer is almost over. But you are still young. You are still enjoying yourself.
And suddenly,
you want everything to stay the same.


Day 1 of 180

Monday, August 29, 2011

Well, my first day of my sophmore year went quite well. Only 179 days left to go. Let's see... What are other highlights of the week?


    My dear friend Cassandra is leaving for college on Friday... It was really sad, seeing her for the last time. We (Cassandra, me, and some other girls) decided to get our picture taken together for the last time in a while. ---Photo by Miss Morgan :)--



                                                    I made an excursion back to the cornfield.


   There's something completely wonderful about cornfields. I feel so at home... The blue skies, the tall stalks... the tassels blowing in the wind...



                                  Sadly, my camera battery went dead shortly after I got back there.


I'm gonna to do a photo shoot back there sometime : )


My summer has been great. Even if I haven't got a decent picture of my brother yet.



                      Yes, I'm happy with this summer. Maybe sometime I can actually finish my scrapbook.


Have a great week, everyone : )



The Last Week...

Saturday, August 27, 2011

So today was really fun. I had a good last week of summer. Today, five neighbor kids came over and we all played Apples to Apples--I love that game :) After we all watched one of the other kids totally dominate the game-- : /  --we decided we had a really fun time and went our separate ways. My brother's two good friends stayed after the game, though, to listen to the Little League World Series International Championship game on the radio. We had started out on the front porch, but we eventually ended up in the basement, playing the game of LIFE. That was cool. I had a really good job : )

Last night I went to a Youth Activity with Morgan--that was fun. Even if I did get my feet torn up. Right before we left for the activity, we wrote a song together. That, of course, was awesome. Other highlights of the week... I read a really good book called, "The Quicksilver Pool"... And....

I got over my writer's block, which I have had for the longest time! Yesterday, I decided that I needed to push myself to write, even if I didn't want to--because, how else would my story ever get finished? I just couldn't leave my characters hanging, waiting for the Civil War to end. That just wouldn't be right. So, yesterday morning I sprawled myself across my bed with notebooks and pens surrounding me, as I always do when I write seriously. I added quite a few more pages. I wrote some more today. I'm getting to an exciting part, and I don't want to stop. It's awesome.

That's all for now. Hopefully I can put an excerpt on here : )


Earthquake

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Well....I just went through an earthquake. I was in the pool with some friends and there was some really wierd looking waves--big ones at that. My mom said she felt like the whole entire house was shaking. It's a 5.9 I guess. The news is all aflutter. And my friends all started to text me--facebook exploded with posts. Wow. It's breaking news. I can't believe this. Wow. This is very strange. People were evacuated from there place of work. Not many people here have ever experienced that. It makes me realize how close to the end times we are--doesn't the Bible say something about earthquakes in the end times? I just can't believe it. This is some of the biggest news in our one-horse town.

Live It Up

Monday, August 22, 2011

This is the last week of freedom. The last week of summer. School starts next week. Kids will be too busy with homework to come swimming at dusk; the baseball field will be laying neglected in the dusty heat; the cornfield will miss the sound of laughter drifting through the wind.

Summer, I will miss you.

I want to live it up this week. I want to lay in the grass finding pictures in the clouds. I want to run through the cornfield, tripping and laughing. I want to go swimming until 9 at night. I want to just hang out; play volleyball, baseball, kickball, whiffleball. Just sit outside and be bored. Sit at my open window with just me and the night.                                                              














This summer has been awesome. I've done a lot. I've learned a lot. I had a lot of fun. And this week has to be the best week ever. I want it to be. I want to look back at this week on Monday and say, "Yep. I'm ready for school cuz I had a great last week." The only problem I see with this plan is that it will make me miss summer more...


Friends...

Friday, August 19, 2011

My friends are awesome. End of story. So, when I saw these...well, I just had to post this!!!




                                   So true ^-^


                                    As is this.



                                    






















This is the truest one of all! And it happens allll the time for me!!! Heehee.






                                   And this one is super true too!





                                                         lol.



             I know most of my friend's addresses. Even if it's only the city :)




                                     lol Isn't this so true?!



        I'm the best friend who eats the lunch :) Heehee I still my friend's food a lot.



                                     Haha. I have good stories with everyone.



That's my tribute to my friends. Aren't we crazy?

Breakaway

Monday, August 15, 2011



Grew up in a small town
And when the rain would fall down,
I'd just stare out my window.
Dreaming of what could be
And if I'd end up happy,
I would pray.


Tryin' hard to reach out
But when I tried to speak out,
Felt like no one could hear me.
Wanted to belong here,
But something felt so wrong here,
So I'd pray
I could break away.

I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly.
I'll do what it takes,
Till I touch the sky
And I'll
Make a wish,
Take a chance,
Make a change
And breakaway.
Out of the darkness and into the sun,
But I won't forget all the ones that I love
I'll
Take a risk,
Take a chance,
Make a change,
And breakaway.



Wanna feel the warm breeze,
Sleep under a palm tree,
Feel the rush of the ocean.
Get onboard a fast train,
Travel on a jet plane,
Far away.
And breakaway.


I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly.
I'll do what it takes
Till I touch the sky.
And I'll
Make a wish,
Take a chance,
Make a change ,
And breakaway.
Out of the darkness and into the sun
But I won't forget all the ones that I love
I gotta
Take a risk,
Take a chance,
Make a change,
And breakaway.


Buildings with a hundred floors
Swingin' with revolvin' doors.
Maybe I don't know where they'll take me.
Gotta keep movin' on
Movin' on.
Fly away
Breakaway.


I'll spread my wings and I'l learn how to fly
I'll do what it takes
Till I touch the sky.
I'll make a wish,
Take a chance,
Make a change,
And breakaway.
Out of the darkness and into the sun,
But I won't forget
The place I come from
I'll take risk,
Take a chance,
Make a change,
And breakaway.

~Breakaway (by Kelly Clarkson)



                                                                                           




Summer Is...

Friday, August 12, 2011



            Summer, you are beautiful. I love the wild, carefree days, the sun, the heat. I love the vividness.





                                                    I love the soft sunsets. I love the beauty.



                 
                                      What can I say, summer? I'll miss you. I love you.




                                     I love breathing in the summer air. There is no way to describe it...






















                      It's freshly cut grass, it's steaks on a grill...it's perfect. It's sweet and wonderful.



This



Is what summer is all about.





Summer...


Today It Thunder Stormed....

Monday, August 8, 2011

I'm sorry that I haven't been on here for a while. And when I do get on, it's not very interesting. Which is strange because my life is a drama  ; D 

Today, I started the tenth grade. Let's see.... I'm doing geometry, forensic science (yes!!!), literature, lunch (that's an awesome subject. heehee), and of course, my precious music. Plus a ton of other things :) Haha, the older you get, the more work you have to do! The only good thing about growing up is that you get to drive ; )

I don't really know what to do with myself. It's the type of week where I just want to relax. I've had a headache off and on since Friday or Saturday--that really puts a damper on things. It's also been humid. Today, it thunder stormed--and it was quite beautiful. Big clouds darkened the afternoon sky... then the wind picked up. Leaves started to swirl past my window. Rain came soon after. It was nice because I was so cozy inside. Of course, my brothers just had to have three other tween guys in the basement. Luckily though, I was safe from their rowdiness in the music room :))

I suppose that's all. There's nothing more to say that I can think of. So, I guess I'll leave you now. See ya : )


Not Too Much To Say...

Saturday, August 6, 2011

Just another rainy day. My mind feels like it isn't working properly because I'm always in a sleepy/dreamy mood on days like today. I wrote for about ten or twenty minutes. Then I looked back to see how far I had gotten. Do you realize that I only have 51 pages done? And I've been working on this book since February or March. I guess I need to get more committed. For the most part, though, I'm happy with how my story is coming out. I like to write it on rainy days--why I'm not quite sure. I guess it puts me in the mood. Plus, I think that it must be easier to write when I'm sleepy, because I'm more imaginative when I'm sleepy. Kind of strange, but it's true.

There's not too much to say today. Seriously. I'm too tired to think. And like I said, there's not much news. Nothing too interesting. I just wanna take a nap. But.... to get my brain moving, and so I don't feel guilty about you not being able to read anything new... I'll post a tag :)


It's a music tag! As I love music, I just had to do this! :) It's different than other tags I've done, but still!

Rules:
“List 10 artists you love, in no particular order {before looking at the questions below}.


1. John Williams
2. Ashlyn Sound : )
3. Josh Groban
4. Rascal Flatts
5. Lemonade Mouth (lol)
6. Keith and Krystyn Getty
7. Bing Crosby
8. Frank Sinatra
9. Sarah L. : ))))
10. Uhhhh....I can't think of anyone!

What was the first song you ever heard by 6? In Christ Alone.

What is your favorite song of 8? Frankie has a lot of nice songs. Not really sure. Haha.

What kind of impact has 1 left on your life? Well, the music from Star Wars is awesome. Who hasn't got The Empire's Theme stuck in their head. And he wrote the Raiders March. And I think the Schindler's List music. So, a big impact.

What is your favorite lyric of 5s?
Reach for my hand, cause it's held out for you
My shoulders are small, but you can cry on them too. ~ from More Than a Band

How many times have you seen 4 live? None. It would be pretty cool, though!

What is your favorite song of 7? White Christmas, duh! Heehee. Bing Crosby's voice is so smooth.

Is there any song of 3 that makes you sad? Yes. Mostly To Where you Are. But it's beautiful and I listen to it over and over again.

What is your favorite song by 9? Well, Sarah is a great violinist--she doesn't write music : ) But I think that every song she plays is amazing!

How did you first get into 2? Well, I started it : ) Heehee, they are pretty good, too. Excuse me, I mean we.

How did you first get into 3? My mom showed me one of his songs. My piano teacher really likes him, too.

What is your favorite song by 4? Bless the Broken Road.....

How many times have you seen 9 live? Well..... a lot, more than I can count. She plays her violin in church frequently.

What is a good memory concerning 10? I have no 10. lol

Is there a song by 8 that makes you sad? Homesick, That's All.

What is your fave song of 1′s? The love theme from Star Wars II.

How did you become a fan of 10? There is no 10!!!

I tag everyone!

I Don't Know Why I'm Posting This

Friday, August 5, 2011

My favorite sport is baseball (in the fall, I love listening to football, too). I love sitting on the bleachers, or at home and listening to the smack of the ball against a wooden bat. I love the smell of my old leather baseball glove...I love the sound of a ball coming into the catcher's glove, or an ump hoarsely screaming,"Strrrrrike three!" There's something awesome about that. Even when my brother wakes me up early in the morning to say who won in the MLB the night before.

I love how the team has to actually be a team. My brother has told me before that it's great to be able to know the team so well that you know where they are going to throw before they throw the ball. I remember the one year his team was like that and it was so cool to see those guys play and interact with each other!



 



Also, baseball isn't just a bunch of guys running around a field throwing balls back and forth, or guys hitting balls. A pitcher has to have good mechanics. A batter has to have good form. Baseball is a game of strategy and that makes it awesome. To me, it's the all American sport : )


                      The team this year made me so proud of my hometown. The coaches were awesome!


 And of course, my bro is the best player ever! Seriously, he's an awesome pitcher (everyone was making a big deal out of him and I was just beaming with pride!).



























                                                               Isn't baseball awesome?







Star Wars: You Either Love or Hate it

Thursday, August 4, 2011

Today I had a great time with Ashlyn Sound! We all got together and watched Star Wars Episode II--it was the first time Morgan and Bethanie had ever seen a Star Wars movie! Afterwards, we played around with a few songs, and I worked on singing a little louder and more confidently--that's a problem of mine. I'm not confident enough when I sing, almost like I'm scared of my own voice. Which isn't good when you're a musician!

So, since I'm in a Star Wars mood, I though I'd take a little time to tell y'all about it : ) There are ten main reasons I like Star Wars:


  • Anakin is cute : )
  • Obi-Wan is awesome : )
  • There are some good issues in it (the ends don't justify the means)
  • Yoda is cool
  • There are some funny scenes!
  • Good triumphs over evil
  • I can relate to it
  • The later ones have Harrison Ford in it
  • John Williams is one of my favorite composers
  • It's just awesome. I love the plot






There are good guys and bad guys in this movie. The ultimate bad guy for me growing up was Darth Vadar (and I hadn't even seen a Star Wars movie!). I remember playing "Life-Saver" (lightsaber) with my brother. He was Luke, and I was Leia (or as I called her, "Princess Donut-Ears". After we got tired of fighting imaginary people with our baseball bats (excuse me, "Life-Savers"), we tried to get my older cousin David to be "Dark" Vader (then we found out it was Darth Vadar--and we decided that was a stupid name--Dark was better).



I had no idea about Darth Vadar. When I watched the original Star Wars movies, I though Darth Vadar was just a mean old guy who hated his kids and loved evil. Then I watched Episodes I, II, and III. Suddenly, I started to understand Anakin Skywalker. It's true, the ends do not justify the means; but Darth Vadar was more than a top-notch evil guy. He was a confused man, who loved a little too much. He had a dark streak in him that destroyed his life, and the life of pretty much everyone else around him. (That picture reminds me so much of me and my brother--and even me and my cousin Jacob! The three of us are all like Luke, Leia, and Hans!)


I absolutely love Star Wars. People either love or hate it, and I'm one who loves it [no, I'm not one of those obsessed weird people...that much ;)  ] There's something for everyone in the series; a love story, action, drama... and the score is beautiful! Plus, it reminds me that attachment is not always a good thing. Loving someone or something too much can be a big problem. It can lead to disaster, as Anakin's love for Padme (and power) shows clearly. Not only does it affect Anakin's family, but the whole Jedi order, and the galaxy. He had the chance to kill the Emperor...but he gave it up because of...greed. 


If you haven't seen these movies then I suggest to watch them soon! You'll either love or hate them--hopefully love them : ) They are awesome movies to watch in the dark!
  


Voyage to Eternity: A Novel of the Titanic

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

A quick quote from a sad story:

As I stepped off the ship, I was engulfed in a sea of people. They were all searching; many were searching for family that they would never find. No one will ever understand what these 706 survivors are feeling--no one will ever understand what we have gone through. So many lives had been lost... We were all walking in a daze, everything had happened so fast. I just had to rest and think everything over....


Stories from the Titanic always haunt me. I enjoy reading and learning about the tragedy, but it always leaves me... disturbed. Just think of how the story of the Titanic really happened. It's truly a haunting story.

Rebel Yell is Coming A Long Way....

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

I have been busy writing (and now I'm trying to arrange some Christmas songs for Ashlyn Sound). I'm so excited about Rebel Yell--I can't wait till it's done and I can hold my whole story in front of me, flip through the pages, and see the lives of my characters unfold before me. It's a wonderful thought.....


I'm not too happy with my beginning. It doesn't seem to pull readers in. That's going to take work (my beginnings always do). When I pick up my book one of the things that keeps me reading is to criticize myself--and because I wrote it : )


Elsie Hatton stood staring at the Appalachian Mountains, breathing in the crisp December air. The week hadn’t started too well. It was Christmas Eve and four days earlier, South Carolina had seceded from the United States of America. That had caused quite a stir at the Hatton household; the Hatton’s southern cousins had come for Christmas and they were elated. But Elsie had bad feeling about it…
See what I mean? It's kind of rough. Hopefully the second draft will be better! I have always wondered why I'm so into the Civil War. Seriously. I guess it's because of the dresses and the pure souther-ness [ : ) ] of it. I love the blue and the gray; something intrigues me about brothers fighting against brothers--about a men who turned on their own country men. People still argue what the war was about. Was it about slavery? Was it about state's rights? Or was it about Southern dignity?

I love writing this book because it's the perfect story for me (and there are multiple other reasons!) First off, I love getting thrills, and lots of action. This has action in it--there's even somewhat of a mystery, with a dash of danger. This has some heart rending scenes in it--lots of things that have been heart breaking for the writer! I hate how my favorite characters have to die. Only the good die young. There's also somewhat of a love story in this : ) Seriously, folks, how could I write a story with no romance in it? Heehee : )

This book is so fun for me to write. I absolutely love my characters, and I love the plot. But as L.M. Montgomery's one character puts it, "If only there was not such a chasm between seeing a thing and getting it down on paper!"

Beau turned on Elsie.
     “Elsie, have you forgotten your past? Have you forgotten everything you loved and would’ve died for in a second? I never though you, of all people, would turn traitor.”
     “Beau!”
     “Yes, you’re a traitor!”
     “I’ve moved on, that’s all!”
     “That’s all?” Beau, now calmed down, sat next to Elsie. “You seem to have turned your back on everything.”
     “Beay, I haven’t turned my back on it. But I need to forget.”
     Beau took a deep breath and looked into Elsie’s blue eyes.
     “So the answer is no?”
     “I need to think about it,” Elsie answered.
     “Okay.”
     Elsie left and ran up to her room, where she spent the next half hour crying.



One of my most favorite character's in my story is Beau Cotton. At first, his name was Edward. I decided to change his name because of a new teen vampire craze.... I didn't want any connection between this amazing Southern gentlemen and that glittering weakling. Moving on.... I knew that I needed a name that had been around for a while; so, I looked in a baby name book and found this name. It fits my character so well. Beau Cotton is just awesome. He's passionate about what he believes in, he's a gentleman... Just a great guy (and I just love southern drawls.....) He has been so fun to paint : )

Soon, I hope to post some more excerpts. And also some other stuff that I don't have time for now--it's supper time. I hope y'all have a grrrreat week!

The Changing of a Story

Monday, August 1, 2011

Summer is so wonderfully fun. I've helped out at VBS, had a party with my family, hung out with great friends, and just goofed off. Not to mention, written some new songs, and added to Rebel Yell.




Rebel Yell opens in Gettysburg, on Christmas Eve, 1860. The main character is sixteen year-old Elsie Hatton, who has to deal with the tension between the town and her southern cousins (who have come for Christmas) and now the surprise visit of her
childhood friend (also from the south). At a Christmas ball in town, a fight breaks out between the Southerners and Northerners--Elsie knew then that things were changing rapidly.

Finding herself caught in the midst of war, Elsie has to think of a way to occupy herself; her older brothers are now fighting against her cousins--the women of Gettysburg all look down on her--and everything she loves is being destroyed.

She finds a way to console herself--only to be accused of a terrible crime. Elsie must prove her innocence and try to pick up the pieces of what's left of her life.

This story started out as just an idea; "there was once two families who had a part in the War Between the States, they had a few choices to make, THE END." But now it's so much more. I'm realizing as I write this that beneath the plot lies a truth that wasn't originally in the outline: No matter what we try to do, nothing can give us peace and happiness but God. This wasn't supposed to be a "Christian novel"--of course, it was going to be clean. But then I found so many opportunities opening up for me. My one character kept searching--searching for something that he couldn't find in fighting, or hate, or alcohol. But he did find piece in one Book. He found peace and happiness--he found something worthwhile--in God.

I'm so excited to be writing Rebel Yell. I'm really getting nervous though, because I've come so far in this book--farther than any other book. It's very nerve wracking. And that in itself is scary, because I want to get this far in a book. I'm almost to my climax. I've still got a few things to explain, though. I want everything to fall into place smoothly--so I've got to take my time!

Have a great week everybody! Right now, I've got to go play Wii with my family!

<3 Emily : )