I know the feels, brah

It’s times like this I wish I was a bear.

The whole stuff your face, crawl up in a den, and sleep for the entire winter thing seems like the best idea in the world, and I’m not quite convinced I shouldn’t be ¬†doing that right now, considering how hard it’s been to keep my eyes open for the past couple weeks. Maybe I’m part bear. Maybe I should just stay under my covers from now until April (if we’re lucky and spring actually decides to start in April), and forego the whole ‘trudging through the streets to get to class in 30 degree weather, bundled up in four layers and STILL able to feel the cold’ deal that’s happening in Seattle right now. Maybe.

School is the main reason I haven’t been able to update this blog until now. I’ve only been here two weeks, but it already feels like months. So with school here, the bad news is that I have practically no time to do anything. The good news, though, is that now that school’s started up again, I may have a couple more interesting things to post about. Assuming my life is actually interesting (which it’s not most of the time, but so far this quarter is looking to be a decent one, which is odd considering winter quarter is typically the butt crack of the school year).

The first two weeks back weren’t quite as stressful as I thought they would be, but they were definitely hectic. Class-wise, I’m thinking my Western American Lit class is going to be my favorite this quarter…for more reasons than just that I enjoy American Literature and I’m interested in learning more about Westerns. I seem to have become smitten with a guy in that class and while I’m not sure I’ll ever actually speak to him (and so far he hasn’t come up to me telling me he’s some supernatural creature and I’m his soul mate, ‘coincidentally’ shown up in every place that I am, or rescued me from certain doom – darn you YA books for lying to me!), it’s been a while since a guy at my school has caught my attention, so it’s a nice, foreign, warm feeling to have, even if the thought of crushing on someone does sort of make me want to cringe.

I also got back into babysitting once again. I sat for a new family on Saturday, and at first I was excited for it. The kids were ages 7 and 8 and since I usually sit for kids younger than that, I was excited to play some of the games I thought the older kids might enjoy. Also, the family was French, and considering how I’m in the process of learning French myself, I thought we might have a connection there. Well. The fort-building, the hide and seek and the tickle-tag I was prepared for. The game of “let’s kill the babysitter,” the smothering me with pillows, attempts to lock me in the bathroom, threats to put me in the wall with the “other babysitters,” and tying me up in a chair to “interrogate me” not so much. Odd enough, even though I’m fairly certain I babysat criminals and not children, I am hoping to be booked for this family again. These kids may have got the best of me this time around, but next time I will be prepared. I’ve got a new motivation to learn French.

Last thing: me and a good friend of mine have declared this quarter a quarter of adventure wherein we shall explore all the uncharted areas of Washington State! (or something like that). We’re looking for some seriously awesome things to plan, and a different friend of mine mentioned we look at geocaching as a way to aid us in this. I seriously know nothing about it other than it’s sort of like a massive scavenger hunt type thing, but it seems fun, and I’m hoping it’ll be something we can get into. Anyone out there tried it before? What did you think? More on that later I suppose.

Anyway, there are a number of other things I’m in the process of doing (internships, volunteer work, new jobs, a hunt for a new church, etc.), but I think I’ll save that for the next life post.

Stay lovely guys!


I am going to finish a novel this year.

I am. For real. No excuses, no chickening out. I’ve picked what I want to write, and I’m going to stick with it. (Hint: I’ve actually never finished a novel in my life, so this is really big for me).

I just have a feeling about this year. Even last year when I promised myself that I would finish a novel, I sort of knew that 2013 was going to be the year I actually did it (maybe because I was just waiting to make sure I survived the apocalypse…maybe not). I turn 21 in a month and while I always thought I’d have a novel completed by now, I’m realizing that before now I never really put in the time and effort it would take to actually finish something. Sure, I wrote a lot, but I always assumed that I would just finished when I finished. So I never finished. What I’ve learned is that if you really want to complete a novel, you have to give yourself a time limit, and you have to focus on running toward that goal so you can make it in that time.

Needless to say, after having all of these revelations, I’m very excited. And also very scared.

The bad news: I haven’t actually done any writing so far this year. I’ve done a lot of stressing about school (I go back and four days and I still haven’t got any of my books…facepalm), and a lot of moping around as a result of all that stress. But no real writing. Back in November when I was attempted nanowrimo for like a day, I managed to bang out the prologue to the story I’m going to write, which I’m, thankfully, still really liking. So I’m clinging to that for inspiration, but even though I know what’s supposed to happen after the prologue, I just can’t seem to bring myself to write it.

The good news: In December, I finally decided to embrace my approach to writing, accepting the fact that I am indeed a planner.. Last year I tried to pants several stories and every time I did it, it seemed like the worse decisions ever. It got to the point where I was asking my pantser friends HOW to pants and they just stared at me like I was crazy and told me you just DO IT. I could not. I just need to know where I’m going with a book or else my stress levels are through the roof and I will turn into the most miserable human on the planet. So finally I decided to stop trying to write how my other writer friends write and just do what’s most natural to me, which is to plan, and it has been wonderful. I managed to get through a lot of planning for this story near the end of December, though I still have an overwhelming amount of it that I still need to do. But I’m excited for it. It’s making the actual writing process look a lot less daunting, so at least I know I’m not exactly wasting my time.

Now I have some questions for you fellow writers out there. For those of you who have  finished a novel or two or three before (oh how I envy thee!), I would LOVE if you would give me some tips. What was hardest about finishing your first novel? Any tips on tackling your project? Tips on staying disciplined? I really need all the advice I can get. And to those of you who are like me and have yet to finish anything, are you working towards the same goal or something similar this year? How do you plan to tackle your project? I would love to hear from you guys! Come on. Help a girl out.

Happy writing!


So I decided to start this blog over. No real reason except for the fact that all the other posts from before were so boring I wanted to cry (and I’m sure the people who were reading those posts secretly did too). Anyway, I deleted them all, and here we are. Hello shiny new theme! Hello shiny new bio! Hello shiny new posts! I’m still not entirely sure what this blog will be about, but that’s the fun part of starting over, eh? I will promise you two things:

  1. This blog will be honest. In some of the posts I did in the past, I realized what I was writing and what I was feeling a lot of the time were two different things. So no more of that hokey-ness. I will try not to scare you guys, though being honest can be.
  2. There will be a lot of variety. Because, ya know, if it wasn’t obvious, this blog is going to deal with my thoughts…and I have a lot of thoughts.

And one final thing – I will try hard to keep updating this regularly. It will be hard because that will require me sitting still long enough to type up posts and considering my energy level is usually either at zero or squirrel, that’s not always possible. But I’m really going to try. I hope you’ll stick around on this blogging journey with me, and thanks for wasting precious seconds of your life reading this! You deserve a medal. (No but really, you do).