Awards, you have received

Another round of awards, there is. And received some, I have. Very grateful, I am.

And sick of talking like Yoda, I am.

So the wonderful Lily has nominated me for two awards. The first:

Okay…It kind of looks like the cover of my grandma’s photo album, but…whatever…

So I’m supposed to answer 10 random questions, and share 10 random facts about myself. Geesh. I just shared 7 facts in my previous post. Now you people want to know more about me? Why don’t I just tell you my whole life story while I’m at it?

Anway, moving on to the questions.

 What is your favorite song? Grr…why must you torture me so? It’s impossible for me to pick just one song. If we’re talking classical, I might say Passacaglia by Handel, Beethoven’s 3rd movement of his Moonlight Sonata, or Palladio by Karl Jenkins. If we’re talking soundtrack, I’d most likely say Dream is Collapsing by Hans Zimmer or Magneto Theme by Henry Jackman. If it’s classic rock you want, I’d probably go with Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen. And if you ask me what my favorite Christian rock song is, I wouldn’t be able to give you an answer. Up in Flames by Icon for Hire? Already Over by Red? Love Addict by Family Force 5? Please, don’t make me choose!

What is your favorite dessert? Uh…anything with chocolate.

What ticks you off? Lots of things. My dog barking at nothing. My computer freezing. Days without my morning coffee. The fact that Avatar: The Last Airbender was converted into the worst movie in the history of movies.

When you’re upset, what do you do? Stay in my room all alone and don’t talk to anyone. Or snap at my sister. When I’m really upset, I admit, I’ll cry. What? It’s a girl thing.

 your favorite pet? Dogs. Or any animal I can laugh at.

Which do you prefer: black or white? I’d take black over white.

What is your attitude? My attitude is constantly changing. When I’m doing school, it’s usually stressed. But most of the time, I’m sarcastic and easy going.

What is perfection? Nobody on this earth.
What is your guilty pleasure? Coffee.

Now for those 10 facts:

10. I’m a FCD - Frequent Coffee Drinker.

9. My siblings and I are watching Ice Age 2 right now. I’m not really sure why I’m watching it though. It’s kind of dumb.

8. I went to see Men in Black 3 last night. Quite good, actually. Very funny.

7. I love living in the country.

6. I’ve been to several states on the east coast, but nowhere on the west coast.

5. I really want to go to France some day.

4. When I need to laugh at something, I watch the Despicable Me 2 trailer. It’s hilarious.

3. I once waited 3 1/2 hours in line to have the band Skillet autograph a picture. I now have that picture framed on my wall.

2. I have an abnormal fear of the noise my alarm clock makes in the morning before it begins to play the CD I have in. It’s really weird.

1. I finished watching the last episode of Season 3 of Merlin earlier today. Cannot wait for Season 4. One of the best shows I’ve ever seen.

Now is the Booker Award:

Hey, I like this one!

Rules:

1. This award is for book bloggers only. To receive this award the blog must be at least 50% about books (reading or writing is okay)
2. Along with receiving this award, you must also share your top five favorite books you have ever read. (More than five is okay)
3. You must give this award to 5-10 other lucky book blogs you adore.

Now, I was supposed to pass on the first award as well as this one to some bloggers, but I’m not in a passing mood today, so I won’t be nominating any other bloggers. Sorry.

Alright, so top five favorite books. Yikes. Do you know how hard it is to pick only five? STOP TORTURING ME!

After some very careful thinking, here’s my top five books (in no particular order):

1. The Hobbit by J.R. R. Tolkien

2. The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins

3. Poison Study by Maria V. Snyder

4. Waking Rose by Regina Doman

5. The Lost Stories by John Flanagan

Phew! That’s done with. Do you know how much work that was? Now I’m ready to go lay down with a good book and then go to sleep. Oh wait, that’s right. I never did that math lesson I was supposed to do today… *sigh* It seems that there’s never a moment of rest in life…

 

I know! I’m sorry!

“WHERE IN THE BLAZES DID YOU GO?!?!?!?”

I know this is what you all are thinking, so I decided to say it for you. And I know what you guys are all waiting for – an apology. You’re tapping your fingers angrily on the keyboard, ready to toss the computer out the door, screaming at me…

Gosh, you guys are impatient! I’m getting to it, alright?

….*takes deep breath*

LOOK. I’M SORRY. Tres désolé, d’accord?

I really didn’t mean to abandon my blog this long. Honestly, I didn’t. After a mad scramble to win Script Frenzy (which I did, but barely), I was going to blog more often. But then I realized I had a load of school work to do, and I soon found myself neglecting to post on my blog. But I’m hoping that this will not happen again. Note the word “hoping”.

This post is basically going to be a big, knotted tangle of rambling that really won’t benefit you in any way by reading it. But please, feel free to read on anyway.

I should probably start off by thanking laughingbelles, who nominated me for the Versatile Blogger Award. I’ve already received this award, but I’ll happily tell you all seven facts about my humble little self, though I won’t be nominating anyone at the end.

1) I’m currently blasting Dream is Collapsing by Hans Zimmer from the Inception soundtrack on my laptop. It’s one of the most epic songs the world has ever known.

2) I’ll be heading to a 4-H meeting shortly. I know, sounds exciting, right?

3) Now I’m listening to My Last Amen by Downhere. Another epic song.

4) I got my driver’s license in April and I’m loving it. I can finally go to friend’s houses and events more often now.

5) Now I’m listening to Get Well by Icon For Hire. A very epic song. You can probably tell that I have a very interesting music taste – first it was instrumental, then mild Christian rock, and then heavy Christian rock. You’ll never know what I’ll be listening to next (except for Justin Bieber – you can be sure that I will not be blasting that crap music in my ears).

6) One of my favorite leisurely things to do is head down a deadend near our house with my sister and do…weird things. Take crazy pictures of ourselves, sing at the top of our lungs, get inspiration for our next story (this did happen once), or film a movie (we did this with friends. It was really fun). We live out in the country, so we can do those kind of things.

7) Lately, every time I’m leaving after visiting with friends, and they’re about to leave to, I’ve been saying, “Let us go our seperate ways” *Starts singing Seperate Ways by Journey*. I’ve also been saying, “Epic fail” and “You stupids” a lot. Obviously, I don’t call people “stupids”. This is only directed at inanimate objects – i.e., computers, TVs, Mp3s…all of which never seem to work correctly for me. As for the “epic fail” phrase…I’ll give you an example. I was bowling Sunday. I played. I failed. EPIC FAIL. Get it? No? Too bad. You don’t get another explanation.

~

Okey dokey, moving on. What has happened in my life since I last blogged? Well…

A while ago, the awesome music group Barrage visited my town (well it’s not MY town, but you get the point). One of the band members is from here (he actually lives down the street from us), so they came to put on a concert. During the concert, they invited string players to play with them on one song. Seizing the opportunity to play with Barrage, I attended the workshop to work on the song before the concert, and then played my violin with them during their performance. It was really cool. It’s not every day that you get to play with a band as awesome as Barrage.

Toward the beginning of May I went to go see the Avengers with my sister and a friend. There is only one word to describe this movie:

EPIC.

The superhero movies alone were amazing, but when you combined them altogether, it was like eating mint chocolate chip ice cream. Both the mint and chocolate are great alone, but put together, they are terrific. Just like the Avengers. If you haven’t all ready seen it, go see it. I BEG OF YOU. It is truly, definitely worth the money.

I’m overwhelmed by school right now. I’m so behind in some things. Math (I hate geometry!), science, history…I’m going to have to work on it all during the summer. I did finish my poetry book, English book,  and violin lessons, and I’ll be done with French beginning of June hopefully, but I’m still going to be working hard until next school year. And then I’ll have to start up my junior year right away. There is no escape from school for me until high school is over. But then there’s college after that. So really, the school doesn’t end at high school. *Sigh* Still, I’m glad I have to go through the torture of school at home rather than at a public school (no offense to any public schoolers out there).

Alrighty, there was my wonderful little rant for today! I’ll be hopefully posting the Character Conference Part Two soon, though with school finishing up, running brothers to baseball games, and driving all over town, my blogging may be infrequent. I can’t promise a post every week. Maybe when summer comes around and when I’m free. Kind of free. Slightly more free than now. You get the point.

The Character Conference Part One

I lean back in my large, comfortable chair and gaze down the long  table. Around the gigantic piece of furniture are seated all my major characters that I invited to come here today. I sent out invitations two weeks ago, and I couldn’t even remember how many I had written. I know I sent one to all of my main characters and villains, and also to a good handful of supporting characters who I either thought were important enough to come or I thought would kill me if not invited. And so now I am surrounded by a group of gregarious and introvert characters, most of which are probably planning on murdering me or other characters shortly. Great. What have I gotten myself into?

My villians are sitting along one side of the table, facing all my other, what you could call, good characters (excuse me while I roll on floor laughing).  I am sitting at the head of the table, facing Otharo the dragon from Murderous, who had broken the glass window in our conference room to stick his head in. Technically, I didn’t invite Otharo, but now I am glad that he came of his own accord to end the dispute of which character would sit at the end of the table opposite me. It was getting pretty bad. A swordfight was breaking out, and a couple people were using magic on each other.

On my right side is my MC, Ethan, from The Outcast. I purposely put him there because he is probably the character I can trust most (though he did disobey me once – see here for more details). On my left is Golnavor, a villain from one of my very first fantasy novels. I’m not exactly sure why I put him next to me, but he was better than some of my other choices. Heck, he’s better than sitting next to creepy King Eliar who’d only think of killing Ethan during the entire conference.

I watch all my characters chat and laugh and bicker and fight with each other for awhile, and then slowly stand up from my chair. I pick up the heavy black hammer that one of my villains let me borrow to use as a gavel and bang it on the wood of the table. Half of my characters look at me, but half are still ignorning me. I bring down the hammer again, this time harder. Immediately, a crack runs down the table. Everyone turns to stare at me.

“Oops,” I say. I bite my nails. The table proably cost a fortune, and I just damaged it. I quickly hand the hammer to Golnavor.

“If anyone here at the hotel asks how this happened, tell them that it’s your fault, okay?” I whisper. Golnavor raises an eyebrow quizzically, but doesn’t say anything.

I clear my throat and stand up straight.

“My dear characters,” I start. “I have gathered you all here to today to answer any questions that you might have. I have received numerous letters in the mail from most of you, and unfortunately did not have the time to answer, or even read, any of them. Therefore, I thought it would be easier if I met with you all in person to answer your questions. So…ask away!”

The entire room is silent. The only thing that can be heard is the steady breathing of Otharo. And then finally, someone near the end of the table on the right side raises a hand.

“Could you please stand? I’m afraid I can’t see you very well,” I say.

The person does as I say, and I see that it is Ivan, Ethan’s faithful companion in The Outcast.

“Ah, Ivan! You have a question?”

“Well, first I have an answer: Yes, I do have a question. Why did you put me way down here? I requested to be put next to Ethan.”

I fiddle with my hands, feeling uncomfortable.

“Um…well…someone had to keep an eye on Aaliyah.”

Aaliyah, who is Ethan’s love interest, jumps up next to Ivan looking furious.

“What is that supposed to mean?” she asks angrily.

Now I’m really feeling flustered. “I just…I just meant that…”

“Look, couldn’t you have put us both down by Ethan?” Ivan questions.

“Ah no, I couldn’t. This area down by me is reserved for MCs only. Sorry.”

Aaliyah crosses her arms. “This is unfair. You are showing favoritism toward the MCs.”

“I am not!” I protest.

“Oh yeah? Then why did you sit the MCs closest to you?”

I tap my fingers on the table and give an exasperated sigh. “Ivan, could you please  make Aaliyah sit back down? It’s time to move on to more important matters.”

Ivan, with some difficulty, manages to push Aaliyah back into a sitting position. I nod.

“Thank you. Now, are there any more questions?”

Evie, MC from Murderous, who is sitting next to Ethan, raises her hand. I shake my head at her.

“No, I don’t want to hear your questions. Put your hand down. Anyone else?”

No one moves. No one speaks.

Finally, I can’t take the silence any longer. I bang both fists on the table.

“Guys, before today I was being bombarded by letters from all of you, asking me questions and such, and I thought you would have wanted them answered. But now that I call a conference together to do just that, nobody says anything! What is wrong with all of you?” I shout. “Grr! Stupid human beings!”

Just then Evon, an elf from Last Standing, jumps up and lets out a whoop.

“Ha!” he says, grinning at everyone around the table. “I knew humans were stupid! I have been trying to tell you all that, and finally someone understands! Finally!”

Evien, Evon’s sister, grabs Evon’s hand and pulls him back into his chair.

“Shut up Evon!” she hisses. Then she winks at everyone and gives a small smile. “But seriously, you humans are pretty stupid at times.”

I slap a hand to my forehead. “Thank you for shoving that reality in our faces, Evien and Evon. We appreciate it. But shut up now. Please.”

The two elves nod silently, and I inwardly groan. My characters are driving me insane. I feel like tearing out my hair, or jumping into a volcano. I shudder. Nevermind about jumping into a volcano.

Feeling weak, I collapse into my chair and rub my head. What can I do about my characters? I feel like they’re getting out of hand, and I have no control or authority over them. Everything is chaos.

Suddenly, I gasp and snap my fingers. There is something I can do. Something that I should have done a long time ago.

It was time to once again call Character Crisis Center.

For the Love of Words

I’m back! And I’ve got some more random questions to share with you today. Please feel free to answer these questions yourself on your own blog if you want.

Today’s topic is: words.

1.What word (s) sounds funny to you?

Discombobulated. Pumpernickel. Dodo. Ditto. Ginkgo.

2. What is perhaps the most common word (s) you use every day?

“YOU STUPID DOG! GO LAY DOWN! NOW!”

3.What is your favorite word in a foreign language?

Bibliothèque. It’s French for library. I also like the French word for bird, oiseau, because it sounds funny.

4.What is your favorite phrase to use?

If we’re talking about most commonly used phrase, see answer to question 2. If we’re talking favorite, it’s probably got to be either “I am disinclined to acquiesce your request” (from Pirates of the Caribbean) or “It’s time to get a good knight’s sleep” (Ranger’s Apprentice fans should get this one).

5. What are your thoughts on having a large vocabulary?

In my own most humble opinion, human beings should have a profuse vocabulary, and should not be indolent or torpid in learning new words. They should procure new words with great alacrity and magnanimously share their knowledge with the world. They should not be afraid to importune their friends until they too will increase their vocabulary. They should be vivaciously ostentatious to show just how wonderful it is to know such a prodigious amount of words.

6. Do you make up words?

Oh yes, all the time. Because I write mostly fantasy, I do it quite often. I’ll also make up words usually when I’m mad and I’m really not sure what to say. This usually happens when the computer’s not doing something I want it to do: “You…you…stupid, useless…thingadajigger!“

7.What is the one word that you aboslutely hate?

The word “like”. And this is partly because I say it way more than I wish I did. It’s really annoying, but yet it’s almost impossible to break out of the habit of saying it if you’ve started. So please, I beg of you, if you don’t already have this terrible disease, please do all that you can do to prevent yourself from catching it.

A Happy Easter to You Too!

It is past midnight as I write this post, so I think I can officially say, “Happy Easter to you all!” Hooray! Have a wonderful day of stuffing chocolate bunnies in your mouth and getting sick! I love Easter too!

My family and I got back from church not too long ago. My brothers have just gone to bed and my sister is now whining in her bed about how long I’m going to be on my laptop. Excuse me while I yell at her…(JUST SHUT UP! I’LL GET OFF WHEN I GET OFF!)

I should really be working on my Screnzy, but instead I’m posting on my blog. You better be happy that I love my followers so much, otherwise I would have abandoned my blog for the entire month of April. Just kidding. Maybe…

So my Easter is going to be pretty quiet this year. We were going to have extended family over, but my mom isn’t feeling the greatest, so we are going to spend Easter alone as a family. That means less cleaning, less cooking…I’m good with that.

Then, some time in the evening, my sister and I are going to be spending a few days over at my grandparents’ house with my cousins since it’s their Spring Break. It isn’t my sister’s and my break, but see, we can skip a few days of school. Homeschoolers can do that sort of thing. It’s my 16th birthday on Monday (I know, Sweet Sixteen. Hooray.) so my grandma  has announced she will take me to Olive Garden for dinner. I’m happy, since I’ve only been to Olive Garden once (where I live, we don’t have an Olive Garden – my grandma lives a couple hours away from us.)

I’m not sure if I’ll be able to get to the internet over the next few days, so don’t freak out if I’m not replying to comments and/or posting. Don’t worry: I won’t leave you, my faithful followers.

Apologies for all this rambling. I seem to be over tired at the moment, and am starting to get a bit hyper. And since I needed to rant about something to someone and my sister won’t let me rant to her, I decided to do it here. Aren’t you all the lucky ones?

Oh! Before I go, did I mention yet that I have scheduled my driving test for Monday, April 16th? No? Well, I now I did. I am crossing my fingers that I passed and by next week I’ll have my license. If not…well then, I guess I’d have to get in some more practice. Wish me luck on my test!

It’s Cello Day!

Okay, just kidding. It isn’t really Cello Day. But because I’m posting about cellos – excuse me, celli – here on my blog, I’m calling it Cello Day.

Today in orchestra, we had this retired orchestra teacher come in to work with us on some of our songs we’re playing for an upcoming concert. The first song we worked on was Ghosts of Brandenburg by Richard Meyer. This teacher was explaining Bach’s Brandenburg concertos to us, and he told us that in one of the concertos the celli  have solo parts. “It’s like dark chocolate,” he said. After he said that, I realized it was a perfect comparison. Maybe why I like the cello so much is because I like dark chocolate. Or vice versa.

No, I don’t play cello. I play violin, and yet I love the sound of the cello. I tried to convince my dad to let me buy even a really cheap cello just to mess around on, but he said no. At least now I have something to save up for. Along with that electric violin, and new MP3 player, and all those books…

Anyway, after orchestra, while waiting for my mom to come pick me up to take me home (for those of you who don’t know this: I take orchestra at my local highschool, my mom picks me up after, and then I go home to do the rest of my school), I wrote a poem about a cello, titled Forgotten. Here it is:

Rejected in a corner

The lonely cello rests

Waiting for when music will

Upon him manifest.

Dust has settled on his wood

His strings have snapped in two

The wooden bow has several cracks;

The hairs attached are few.

Someone drew all down his back

In bright neon pink

A sticker’s clinging to his neck

next to a splotch of ink.

He wonders where his owner is

He fears that she is gone

He doesn’t think he’ll play again

He believes he’s done.

Boxes stack around him

Blocking out all light

The cello in the corner

soon disappears from sight.

~

Okay, kind of a depressing ending. I didn’t feel like going on, okay?

If you’re really feeling depressed about that poem, then watch go watch “Me and My Cello” by Steven Sharp Nelson on Youtube. It will make you laugh. Seriously. I especially love the part where he goes into the restuarant with his cello and comes out with a bass. Genius.

Inside my Crazy House

So I was going to post a poem, but the file is on a different computer right now, so I guess the poem will have to wait. Maybe I’ll post it tomorrow.

Right now, I’m going to give you glimpse of what goes on inside my crazy house.

I am sitting at one of my family’s computers – the old computer that I’m about to throw across the room – in what we call the toy room. It’s really like a toy/music/family room, since we have shelves of toys along one wall, a piano against another, and chairs around a woodstove in another corner.

My sister is sitting at the nicer and faster computer in the living room adjoining the toy room. She’s all proud right at the moment because she just won Advanced Minesweeper. One thing you need to know about my family: we have Minesweeper competitions. Until this day, I had held the highest score for completing Advanced Minesweeper in the quickest amount of time, but my sister just broke it. This makes me very depressed, because usually I beat my sister at those type of logic puzzles. I’ll have to make sure I beat her score.

Also in the living room are three of my brothers, who just started watching Voyage of the Dawn Treader. They had spent about fifteen minutes trying to play the movie through the Blu-ray player. I have now gotten over my depression and feel very happy because those three brothers are quiet. Thank the Lord!

I can hear my three youngest brothers screaming and crying in the bathtub. The very youngest, the two year old, has been screaming for about twenty minutes straight. I can’t tell if they’re screams of happiness or pain. Right now, I’m just trying to ignore them.

I’m not exactly sure where Tillie, our big black lab, is at the moment. Oh wait, here she comes into the toy room. Someone has stuck about five bandanas into her collar, and they’re sticking out all over. She looks like a colorful lion.

My parents are at music practice at our church, so I’m babysitting. I decide that I should probably take some responsibility and go check on my brothers in the tub. Hold on a minute while I peek in on those rascals…

Leaving a five, three, and two year old in the bathroom alone isn’t a very good idea. When I went to check on them, there was water all over the floor, clothes strewn around the room, and bath toys thrown out of the tub. The five year old assured me everything is okay, while the three year old explained in his high-pitched why the two year old was screaming. I don’t even remember what he said. The two year old was sucking on a bath toy, with that innocent look on his face. After cleaning the bathroom up, I left them again. Fortunately, they’ve stopped screaming. But now they’re yelling and getting mad at each other. Oh joy.

The TV is calling to me. I can hear the sword fights and music, and…well, it’s time to abandon this post and go watch a movie.

Oh darn, I really should be working on my Screnzy…eh. Whatever.

But first, I’m off to investigate why the three monsters in the tub are screaming again. Please pray that they haven’t chopped off each other’s heads.

New Name, New Game

Look above. Do you see it?

It’s a new name.

So how do you like it? Love it? Hate it? Let me know. If everyone absolutely hates it, I’ll change it.

I’ve also updated my “about” page, and recently updated my book list and added my to-read list, if any one is interested in checking those out.

Just a note: Script Frenzy starts in about an hour. Oh yes, I’m staying up till midnight to start writing. I’m excited. But also a bit nervous. I’m not as prepared as I was last year. I feel like I don’t know what’s going to happen in this script. Oh well. We’ll see how it goes. And depending on how well SF is going, I may lack a bit on blogging here. If I’m doing great, then expect a good amount of posts.

After that fun game of tag that went and is still going around, I’ve decided to post a series of questions on a certain topic every week (or try to, at least). This is how it will work:

~I will post the series of questions on my blog and answer them.

~Feel free to post these questions on your own blog with your own answers.

~Let me know you are answering these questions by commenting below with a link to your blog.

~Post these rules with your answers on your blog.

I’m curious to see if this will actually go anywhere, or if it will just die out at my blog. Oh well, I guess I’ll see.

Today, the topic is: hair.

1.What color is your hair?

Reddish-brown. Inside it looks mostly brown, but outside in the light it looks red.

2. Describe your relationship with your hair.

We are planning on getting a divorce. We don’t get along well at all. He’s just so thick, and curly, and…grr. He drives me insane.

3. Would you ever dye your hair? If so, what color?

I don’t think I’d ever dye my hair. I had to dye it black once when I played Snow White in a musical, and right there and then I decided that I’d never dye my hair black again. It was awful. I think putting in lime-green streaks for fun would be pretty cool, as long as the dye came off in the shower.

4. Would you enjoy having long hair like Rapunzel?

No. Brushing it would be a pain, and I’d constantly be stepping on it. The longest I’d want my hair is down to my lower back.

5. What is the first thing you say when you see a shampoo or conditioner commercial?

Seriously, people? Nobody’s hair is that shiny after coming out of the shower.

6. How long does it take you to do your hair in the morning?

About ten or fifteen minutes. Yes, really. Honestly, I don’t care too much about how my hair looks, so I don’t get up extra early and miss out on an hour of sleep just to make sure my hair looks nice. I’m not that kind of person.

I realize that most of these questions may sound like only girls can answer them, but guys, you can do this too. I mean, I want to know if you want Rapunzel’s long hair! So answer them if you want to, or don’t answer them if you don’t want to. Simple as that.

Alright, I will now bring this post to a close as I wait the forty minutes till Script Frenzy. Au revior, and see ya soon!

Playing a viral game of tag, and I’m “it”

You know how in the game of tag, you don’t want to be “it”? I guess it’s different on the internet. I think you want to get tagged. It’s a good thing. So why is it a good thing on the internet but not in a physical game of tag? Ponder that.

I’ve been recently tagged by Liam at This Page Intentionally Left Blank. The rules are as follows:

~You must post the rules
~Post eleven facts about yourself on the blog post
~Answer the questions the tagger set for you in their post, and then create eleven new questions to ask the people you’ve tagged.
~Tag eleven bloggers, however, you can break the rules and tag fewer  people if you want. Make sure you hyperlink their names/blogs.
~Let them know you’ve tagged them!
~Have fun!

Eleven facts? Um…okay. Here it goes…

1. I am currently sitting on a beanbag with cheetah print.

2. Right now, I’m listening to “Cold as Ice” by Foreigner. Great song.

3. I love the colors lime green, blue, and black all together.

4. I have a fish named Bert. Well, actually, he’s a window cling, but…whatever.

5. I named my dictionary Bob, and the field next to our house…Mr. Field.

6. Yes, I like giving inanimate objects names.

7. I once almost hit a lady in the head with a mint in a restuarant.

8. I wish that more people would appreciate songs where you have to bang on the piano.

9. I really want to visit France. One, because I’m taking French as my foreign language, and two, to eat food.

10. I change my computer background almost every day. Currently, I have this:

Violins rock.

11. I am homeschooled, and consider myself a nerd. No, I do not take any offense at being called a nerd. And yes, before you ask, I do get out and socialize.

Now I need to answer the questions that Liam has asked.

1. Pirates, ninjas, knights, or dragon riders?  (Not exclusively Eragon-style or anything like that, but just someone who rides dragons.)

~Pirates and ninjas are cool, but I’ll have to go with dragon riders. I mean, people who ride dragons? What’s more awesome than that?

2. If you could live in any time period (in the past) other than your own, what would it be?

~Hm…I would probably pick the Medieval period. Swords, archery, fighting…sounds fun, doesn’t it?

3. Do you like reading or writing prose or poetry best?

~It’s a tie. I like both prose and poetry.

4. Pepsi or Coke?

~I’m not really sure. Honestly, I can’t taste a different between the two.

5. Where do most of your ideas (good or bad) for writing come from?

~My dreams. Stupid things my siblings say. Times when I sit in orchestra doing nothing.

6. What’s your favorite mood?  (To be in, or to write about, or anything.)

~I like being in a funny, sarcastic, happy mood. 

7. Grey or gray?

~Grey. “E” is such a cooler letter than “A”.

8. What makes you happy?

~Lots of things make me happy. Sipping coffee, laughing with friends, taking pictures of people doing something stupid, talking with a British accent…all that jazz.

9. If you could have a big red button for anything from ordering pizza to turning on your TV to instant world domination, what would it be for?

~Making me about five inches taller. Or summoning a red dragon to fly on. Or a life supply of coffee.

10. Cats, dogs or aardvarks?

~I’m a dog person. I absolutely love them. Especially the little fluffy ones and the funny-looking ones you can laugh at.

11. If you could shorten or lengthen the list of questions and things about yourself for this tagging thing, how many things would you want?

~I don’t really care, as long as the list is comprised of an even number of questions. I hate odd numbers. Why must we have 11 questions? Why not just round it down to 10? Seriously, who came up with 11?

Alright, that was fun! Okay, now here are my eleven questions for those bloggers I will tag.

1. Classical music or classic rock?
2. If you could be any superhero, who would you be?
3. Do you like writing with a pen or a pencil, and why?
4. Have you ever pulled an all-nighter?
5. If you could meet one person, dead or alive, who would it be?
6. You have just won one million dollars. What is the first thing you do?
7. Your computer keeps shutting down on you over and over again. Do you calmly try to fix it or find someone else to fix it, or do you scream at it and throw it on the ground?
8. Where do you like to visit the most: coffee shops, book stores, or the mall?
9. What is the most embarrassing thing you’ve ever done?
10. If you could describe your house in 3 words, what would those 3 words be?
11. Lord of the Rings, Harry Potter, or Hunger Games? (meaning the books)

Hooray! Now it’s time to tag people!

~ Novel Journeys

~ Turning Pages ( Ivy may not want to be tagged, but I’ll tag her anyway just in case she does want to be tagged)

~ Kirsten Writes! …And Stuff

Okay, so I’ve only got three, thanks to a certain person *coughcoughLiamcoughcough* who tagged people that I wanted to tag. But I’ve got three, so you three bloggers…you’re it!

Time to Announce an Announcement

I’ve come to a decision. I came to this decision a while ago, actually, but was just too lazy to tell my readers about it.

So I’m going to tell you now.

I’ve already announced this on my other blog, and so I’ll now announce it here. To make my life a whole lot easier and less complicated, I’ve decided to close down Stories of an Everyday Maniac and stick to just one blog. This blog.

What does this mean? Not much. It just means that I may not be posting just about writing or something writing-related. Yes, this will be the main topic I stick too, but you may also see future posts about music, photography, movies, or just life in general, because these are all topics I enjoy writing about immensely.

There will also be a name change. I have one already in mind, and hopefully you, my readers, will aprove of it. I’m hoping it won’t be too dumb-sounding…

So stay tuned for changes some time this week.