tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-70221866947430743192024-02-23T18:03:18.692-08:00ReadWriteReview--YA StyleWe are two YA aged readers/writers/reviewers, hence RWR. Our blog is something we wanted to start to encourage reading and writing. We will review lots of books of many genres, in a Christian stand point. We will have a theme of the week, in which a few lucky people will get to have a story based on the theme posted here.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger152125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022186694743074319.post-20131004858365289682013-01-28T19:10:00.001-08:002013-01-28T19:10:48.522-08:00Opinions Hey, ya'll! It's been awhile, I know, but today I'm going to be posting on peoples various perspectives on things--or, shortly put, their opinions.<br />
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You see, I'm going to Disney World for a day in a week and a half. I was talking with some of my friends about it, and how much I'm looking forward to it. I mean, really, who wouldn't want to go to this...<br />
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Maybe it's the little girl in me who loves the classic movies, and loves hearing about damsels in distress being rescued by knights in shining armor. Maybe it's the Pirates of the Caribbean freak. Or maybe it's the part of me that loves insanely good food. Or maybe it's none of those at all.<br />
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But whatever the reason, I <i>love </i>Disney World.<br />
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As stated above, I was talking with some of my friends about it. One of my best friends (who never agrees with me on <i>anything</i>) stated that she would rather go to a local amusement park (which is nothing spectacular). I thought she was crazy, but then another person agreed with her! *need I redirect you to the picture above???*<br />
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Anyway though, I just find it amusing how differently people think. I prefer Disney's awesome set up that brings you right into adventure stories, and my friends preferred the thrill of a good roller coaster. But I guess this is all a good thing. I mean, who would like it if we all thought the same way? BoRiNg.<br />
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Well, unless everyone agreed with <i>me </i>;) Your thoughts? <br />
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<i>~Elizabeth</i>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022186694743074319.post-56639346655501189522012-11-07T18:27:00.001-08:002012-11-07T18:27:21.890-08:00UpdateHi, guys! It's Elizabeth. Yeah, I haven't posted in a while... I'm really, really, really sorry about that. Really.<br />
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Anyway, I just want to update you guys on what I've been doing writing-wise in the last few weeks. I've started on a new project via NaNoWriMo (I don't have time to explain it, but for more info check <a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/" target="_blank">here</a>).<br />
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Except, I'm doing the young writer version. It's for those 18 and under. I personally prefer it because you can set your own goals and the site just looks a whole lot cooler. I've set my goal to 30,000 words (which I have to do by the end of November). I know my limits, my life is crazy enough as it is, I just don't have the time to do the full 50,000.<br />
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But, thus far, I have been keeping up with it. I'm currently at 6,156 words. I'm trying something a little bit different this time, though.<br />
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I normally tend to lean towards YA Fantasy/Sci-Fi, but this time I'm doing something that would probably be considered YA Contemporary.<br />
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What about you guys? Are any of you doing NaNoWriMo/have done it in the past? Have you ever had a time where you've changed genres?<br />
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<i>~Elizabeth</i>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022186694743074319.post-23305268347889653392012-10-12T08:11:00.000-07:002012-10-12T08:11:00.684-07:00Mea Culpa, Mea Culpa, Mea Maxima Culpa~Leslie<br />
Man-o-man... Another month. I am such a horrible procrastinator. I apologize to all those who read our blog. Oh, well. Unfortunately, I have no idea how I am going to keep up with this... The rest of October is busy... Onto other topics, I am going to continue my choose-your-adventure at some point. I am trying to get ready for Nanowimo and that will include typing all of the work I have written into the computer. I have it all on a notebook right now. So I am probably going to continue Lein after November.<br />
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So lets talk about writing. How do you like to write? I mean this in many different ways. What do you plan? Where do you like to write? What kind of atmosphere do you like to write in? Music? Food? A cup of tea or coffee? Do you fly by the seat of your pants or do you write out a detailed plan? For me, I like to have a rough plan, music, tea and relative quiet. I think that it allows me to focus on what it is I am writing. Do you think that it effects what you write or your style? Think about it. If I am writing a ominous scene, then I dispense with the tea and turn on Fireflight. If its romance, berry tea, and some Taylor Swift or Owl City, and for action I go with some TobyMac and Manic Drive. So what do you like to do? Do you have a writing time everyday? Do you have a spot you go to?<br />
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Sorry for the short post... I'll do my best to keep on posting this month. Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022186694743074319.post-14148418644368809332012-09-10T18:27:00.002-07:002012-09-10T18:27:40.593-07:00Deception Peak<br />
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<b>Quote: </b>"<i>Ian bowed his head and nodded, stepping off the boulder. The seriousness of their situation gnawed at his bones. His stomach twisted into knots. They could die out here; stranded in a world they knew nothing about.""</i><br />
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<b>Summary:</b> Remember when I interviewed the author of Deception Peak, Dianne Gardner? If not, then click <a href="http://rwryastyle.blogspot.com/2012/07/interview-with-dianne-gardner.html" target="_blank">here</a>.<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: italic; line-height: 19px;">Teenage Ian Wilson follows his father through a portal into a deceptively beautiful Realm, where horses run free, the wind sings prophetic melodies, and their computer avatars come to life. </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: italic; line-height: 19px;">But separation from his father puts Ian in peril as he’s abducted by a tribe of dragon worshipers and forced to find his courage. </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"><i>As he struggles for his freedom and embarks on a perilous search for his father, Ian meets the true peacekeepers of the Realm and learns of a greater purpose for his being in there. </i>(Taken from <a href="http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/15838964-deception-peak" target="_blank">here</a>.) </span><br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022186694743074319.post-30376584321321528232012-09-04T12:56:00.002-07:002012-09-04T12:56:51.527-07:00The Adventures of Lein ~ Part 4The response is c) Visit the Dragon pens.<br />
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Lein walked from the dining room to the Dragon Pens. Just before she had been told to take the tray to the Dragon Master, she had overheard Marta tell one of the stable hands that a carriage was coming in. Since the Pens were right next to the stable, where she could meet whomever was arriving. When she got to the Pens, she almost jumped out of her skin as a hue tail nearly missed taking off her head. Lein carefully walked over to the door of the stables just as the carriage arrived. Marta, preparing to greet the guests, pushed Lein closer to the door of the carriage. The guilded door opened. A fat man stepped out. Marta curtsied.<br />
"My Lord Naylor, greetings and welcome to the hall of the Dragon Master."<br />
"Yes, yes, where is Rorak? I must see him <u>now</u> woman! Take me to him." <br />
Marta stuttered for a second and then lead him away with a red face and a "T-this way, sir." Lein giggled. Marta was a stickler for protocol. Lein already knew this after only three hours of service. All of a sudden, a young man walked out of the carriage. He was tall and thin with brown hair. For some reason, his eyes were closed as he stepped out. He was muttering something about gears and wires. Lein gave him a wary glance that he missed because his eyes were closed. Lein saw that he had blue eyes when he tripped and almost fell into a stall. He righted himself and looked straight at Lein. Her heart beat one painful beat as he looked at her. <br />
"Who are you?" He asked. <br />
" What does it matter to you?" Lein asked. <br />
"Just wondering. It is customary to learn the name of a pretty girl." <br />
Lein blushed.<br />
"Well, it doesnt matter. Good bye." <br />
The boy grinned. "Well, my name is Mark. If you wanted to know."<br />
Lein huffed and walked away. As she sat outside the kitchen, she heard the two assistant cooks gossiping about the visiters. <br />
"Did you hear about the guests? That there is the Lore Master. Thats some title!"<br />
"And that young man with him?"<br />
"Thats his apprentice. Now, he'd make you a fine catch. Power <u>and</u> looks!" <br />
They laughed and Lein almost walked into a post. He was the <em>Lore Apprentice</em>?! She had been so rude! But he had been annoying, right?<br />
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What should she do?<br />
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b)Run to her room and refuse to come out <br />
c)Find a rotting fish to give as a <em>gift</em><br />
d)Slap Mark the next time she runs into himUnknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022186694743074319.post-45460991745012713702012-08-30T13:01:00.001-07:002012-08-30T13:01:07.198-07:00The Adventures of Lein ~ Part 3 ~Leslie<br />
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I got a tie from my voters, a) and b), so I chose to use option b) Take the food to the Dragon Master.<br />
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<br />Lein walked down the beautifully decorated hallway. There were lustrous tapestries of red and gold hanging on the wall. She walked into the third door on the left and saw a magnificent dining room. The ceiling was at least twenty feet tall with designs of red, gold and purple. The Dragon Master motioned for Lein to bring the tray towards him. He was speaking into a bowl of water where the image of the Master of Animals was rippling. <br />
"I am telling you Orinn, stay away from the Master of Trees! He is nothing good. I have been reading the ancient scrolls to see if there is precedent to dismiss the Master of a territory. I have had no luck so far."<br />
Lein frowned. She had never heard of a Master being dismissed. <br />
"Well Rorak, He has given me only the kindest of greetings and has gifted me with many things, even the jeweled compass."<br />
"The Jeweled Compass!? He has it?!"<br />
"I have it now. I am bringing it to you at the next meeting of the Masters."<br />
Lein's face went pale. The Jeweled Compass was a magical item that supposedly told the future path of the user. <br />
"And have you picked a new Dragon apprentice? Ever since Erron died, you have been sulking in that palace with that dragon of yours and you keep refusing all the ones that the counsel offered to you."<br />
"I need to find <em>The One."</em><br />
<em> </em>"Ha! The One. That is an old wives tale! There is no One."<br />
The One! The mythical Master of Dragons who would bring peace to the world. He or She was the awaited hero of the land. All of a sudden, the Dragon Master saw that Lein was still in the room. <br />
"I must go. I will see you at the meeting. Good Bye." <br />
He waved his hand over the bowl before Orinn could say anything more. <br />
" Thank you for the meal, Lein. Please do not let yourself be bothered by the affairs of a Dragon Master." <br />
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What should Lein do?<br />
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a) Leave to explore the palace<br />
b) Stay and ask the Dragon Master about his conversation<br />
c) Visit the Dragon pens<br />
d) Take a nap<br />
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Lein did nothing. The Dragon Master frowned.<br />
"Can you speak?"<br />
Lein gulped and held her mouth closed. Nervous energy made her limbs tremble and sweat bead on her forehead. The threatening man in the background held up a short sword and said<br />
"I dluoc ekam reh klat."<br />
The Dragon Master looked at him.<br />
"No, Fiel, we do not need to use force on such a youngling. If you do not tell me why you are here, however, I will have to assume that you are a thief and we will have to take you to the counsel and have you prosecuted"<br />
Lein started. "No! Please, I can't go to jail!"<br />
"Then tell me why you are here."<br />
Lein took a breath. "Iwasjusttryingtowashthewindowinthedragon'spenandIfellthroughthtewindowandthenthebigmancameoverandhitmeintheheadandthenyoucameinandIwasscaredandIcan'tgotojailbecauseIamalreadyonthestreetsandmyparentsaredeadandIamLeinSvensdaughter."<br />
The two men stared at her.<br />
"Well since you didn't come here to steal, I suppose there is only one thing to do. Fiel, say hello to my new servant. Then you can untie her."<br />
Lein stared. According to the laws of the land, any orphan on the streets was the responsibility of whomever found them first. Lein had been hiding that for a while. So Fiel untied her and took her to a beautiful room where another servant gave her new clothes and some food. When the Dragon Master called for her she was assigned to carry his tray of food. She was left alone in the hall with enough food to last her a week and no one to stop her from leaving.<br />
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What should she do?<br />
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a)Run away<br />
b)Take the food to the Dragon Master<br />
c)Sit down and eat all of the food and then refuse to move<br />
d)Try to find the dragonUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022186694743074319.post-79617709737863044452012-08-12T14:58:00.003-07:002012-08-12T14:58:50.406-07:00The Adventures of LeinSo today I was thinking, why don't I try writing an interactive story. I am going to try. Now, as an interactive story, I need you people to help me out! Every time I post, I am going to post a part of the story and end with a choice for the main character. Your job is to pick what to do next. Post your choice in the comments. Now, let the adventure begin! <br />
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Lein was not a pretty girl. At least, not in the land of Eilsel. She was short and had brown hair. Her eyes were a grey blue that looked like a storm. In Eilsel, she was considered the least of all. She was a servant to all and master of none. Not that beauty would get her out of this mess. She was currently tied to a chair in the house of the Dragon Master. A man was yelling at her in some foreign language.<br />
"Ohw era uoy? Yhw era uoy ni eht Nogard S'retsam esuoh?"<br />
She grimaced and tried to understand. <br />
"Kaeps!"<br />
At that moment, another man walked through the door, dressed in a red silk tunic and golden pants. <br />
"Stand down, Fiel. She is not going to harm me." <br />
Lein sucked in a breath. It was the Dragon Master himself. The Dragon Master was the Lord of the land. He and the six other Masters lead Eilsel. There was a Lore Master, a Water Master, a Tree Master, an Animal Master, a Fire Master and a Herb Master. The Dragon Master was the most powerful of all. He could control <em>magic. </em>He also had a dragon. Each of the Masters had a particular power. The Dragon Master bent over and looked at her. <br />
"So, little one, What is your name and why are you in my house?"<br />
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What should she do?<br />
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a) Lie like a madman<br />
b) Tell him that you are Lein Svensdaughter and that you fell though a window while you were cleaning it (the truth)<br />
c) Laugh at his robes <br />
d) Say nothing<br />
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Let the voting begin!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022186694743074319.post-77960093619716398112012-08-09T10:11:00.001-07:002012-08-09T10:11:17.450-07:00Wow.So, Liz and I just got back from a christian music festival and I sat down at a computer to look at the blog and I realized that it has been an entire month since our last post! I feel so bad! So here is my post for you.<br />
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First off, have any of you ever gotten chills from listening to music? Like a certain song that just touches your soul? While I was at the Casting Crowns concert, I had one of those moments. They played City on the Hill.<br />
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It really spoke to me. While I was thinking on that, another song came to mind. It is an older song, but if you know me, you know that I love ALL music regardless how old it is. Its called One Tin Soldier.<br />
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So it might be a little bit of an old anti war song, but it is so similar to the Casting Crowns song. So, think on these and let the music speak to your soul.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022186694743074319.post-74351020868328667602012-07-09T17:59:00.001-07:002012-07-21T08:48:45.665-07:00Interview with Dianne Gardner<br />
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<span style="color: #e69138;">I think everyone likes to say they started writing when they were young, and I did. I mostly wrote poetry, and a lot of it, <span style="background-color: white;">when I was younger. Writing helped me to express myself when, as a teenager, I felt no one understood. But I didn't </span><span style="background-color: white;">start writing an actual novel until last year. </span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Well, I have 9 grandsons and I'm really sympathetic to the struggles they go through as young teenagers. </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I wanted to </span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">write a book that would help them know they aren't alone, and that there are those who understand </span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">the trials of growing </span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">up. I also think that while the world is filled with books written that specifically target girls, </span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">there aren't enough books </span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">written that young men would like to read. Ian's Realm is an adventure fantasy and </span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">both boys, and adventure loving girls </span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">enjoy it.</span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> </span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Learn the craft. Learn the foundation i.e. grammar, spelling, how to structure a story. Take workshops and </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">learn everything you can. If you really want to be good, you need to know the basics. Its the same thing I tell </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">my art student. You can't paint outside the box until you know where the box is. Learn the rules. You'll have </span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">plenty of time in life to break them. </span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I hope that you all enjoyed the interview! To view Dianne's blog, click <a href="http://dragontargeseries.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">here</a>. I'll post some more things on her book once it gets closer to the release date, so keep reading! </span></div>
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On June 24th, 2011, Leslie and I had our first post ( <a href="http://rwryastyle.blogspot.com/2011/06/welcome.html" target="_blank">Welcome</a> )! I had all these plans for last week. I was going to re-design the blog, and I had some great ideas for posts. <br />
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Unfortunately, I left for camp that exact day for nearly a week, and literally had no time to post. So, we will be celebrating in full next week. <br />
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<em>~Elizabeth</em>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022186694743074319.post-1772073424824588162012-06-23T09:46:00.001-07:002012-06-23T09:48:10.526-07:00Cellos and LightsabersI know that I (Leslie) do not post videos often, but this one is totally worthy to be on our blog. As a violinist, I can appreciate the depth of this music and the hilarity of this. By the way, I found this on a blog called This Page Intentionally Left Blank. If you like our blog, go check out his! It is totally awesome! Here is a quote from his post on this video. <br />
"For the music nerds: Notice how the dark side cellist always plays minor. Yup, all of his themes are minor, even the ones originally written in major. If you can’t tell that easily, skip ahead to two minutes and thirty seconds into the video and listen carefully. Very carefully."<br />
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~LeslieUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022186694743074319.post-28867972640409819662012-06-20T19:06:00.002-07:002012-06-20T19:06:45.071-07:00The Love Triangle: My TheoryIt seems like every book has one. But what is it with them? I mean, everyone knows that they are no fun in real life, so why do we have the urge to write about them?<div>
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<i>~Elizabeth</i></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022186694743074319.post-3339314554187209302012-06-15T17:56:00.001-07:002012-06-15T17:56:18.309-07:00UniqueSorry I haven't been active this past week. I'm home-schooled and just got done with my schoolwork a few weeks ago, and have been slacking a lot since. Anyway...<br />
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I, like anyone, have always had issues with who I am. My name, my body, my past, my talents/lack thereof... everything.<br />
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I was talking with a young boy a week or so ago, and he told me a few of <i>his </i>insecurities. This little boy, he is very small for his age--and he's embarrassed about it. People pick on him, and no one believes how old he really is. He doubts his worth because of his size.<br />
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I explained to him that he is perfect, just the way he is. He doesn't need to be bigger, he doesn't need to have some other persons shape/abilities. Because, then, he wouldn't be him. I told him that he should be proud of himself for who he is, not sad over who he isn't.<br />
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I practically slapped myself in the face when I got home that day. I had just lectured him on something that I myself struggle with. It's so much easier to say than to do.<br />
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I try to keep this blog book related--but if you can't have confidence in yourself, how can you be proud of anything you write?<br />
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I know you're not going to read this post and have your problems fixed. You won't walk away from your computer screen feeling 100% confident in yourself--but can you at least know that you are who you are? If you were supposed to be someone else, you would be them. But you're not--you're you. And you were made for a purpose. <br />
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Everyone is special, everyone is unique. Live like it.<br />
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<i>~Elizabeth</i>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022186694743074319.post-90133060457710445852012-06-06T19:06:00.001-07:002012-06-06T19:06:32.041-07:00Mythological Creatures and our Perceptions of Them: Zombies<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">What exactly is a zombie? </span><div>
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<i>~Elizabeth</i></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022186694743074319.post-13202850143418981102012-05-28T19:14:00.000-07:002012-05-28T19:14:34.627-07:00Memorial Day<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><span style="background-color: white; color: #343b40; line-height: 21px;">Alvin C. York born on December 13, 1887, in Pall Mall, TN. A blacksmith, York was drafted into the army during WWI. While serving in the 82nd Infantry Division, he took command and captured a total of 132 German soldiers. York was promoted to the rank of sergeant and received the Congressional Medal of Honor. His heroic story was told in the film </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #343b40; line-height: 21px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Sergeant York</span></i><span style="background-color: white; color: #343b40; line-height: 21px;"><i>. He died in 1964.</i> Taken from <a href="http://www.biography.com/people/alvin-c-york-41029">here</a>. </span></span><br />
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But why do I do that--seriously?! </div>
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Like a plastic cup--it's easy to clean, but it's not really shiny or anything like that. A saucepan, however, is hard to clean--yet, when it's clean, it shines bright and catches your attention. </div>
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~Elizabeth</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022186694743074319.post-88753044360066735802012-05-16T18:10:00.000-07:002012-05-16T18:10:28.864-07:00MetaphorsHave you ever used them? I love metaphors! For me, it takes writing to a whole new level--because I'm writing about something I'm zealous about, and re-creating it so that it becomes even more meaningful and deep to me personally.<br />
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It makes me really think about what I'm writing. Sometimes, I involve them in small ways throughout a book, and others the whole story is a metaphor.<br />
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Take Lord of the Rings, for example. It's an incredible book, but it also means something. Tolkien's world of Middle Earth reflected his faith.<br />
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<i>~Elizabeth</i></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022186694743074319.post-82304485709489755052012-05-02T18:30:00.000-07:002012-05-02T18:30:22.710-07:00ProcrastinationDo you procrastinate? I most certainly do. My posting at 9:30 PM is proof of that.<br />
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I don't know <i>why </i> I have a tendency of being lazy, even when there is work to be done, but I do. Now, I realize fully that this isn't healthy and that I am in full power of stopping, but the thing is I don't <i>want </i>to stop.<br />
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Procrastination is fun! But just because something is fun doesn't mean it's good for us. In fact, sometimes it's quite the opposite.<br />
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<i>~Elizabeth</i>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022186694743074319.post-30264309521028969442012-04-30T14:01:00.000-07:002012-04-30T14:01:07.050-07:00Z is for ZenithZenith means the highest point of a mountain. Let me paint you a picture...<br />
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<i>You did it. You finished your novel, and your book is published. It is a New York Times best seller, and one of the best selling books in existence. Millions have read your book and cherish and love your characters. You got everything you ever wanted! Right.....? </i><br />
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But, what then? What are your other goals, your other dreams? Are you so poured into your writing that, when and if things happen, you have no goals left?<br />
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Writing is wonderful, but it's not all there is. Even if you are not, by the worlds standards, overly successful with writing: There are more adventures, more things in life to look forward to, more reason to hope.<br />
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Life... Life is a climb. You go up, and you go down. You are energetic, you are tired. You are weak, and you are strong.<br />
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<i>But there's always gonna be another mountain, </i><br />
<i>I'm always gonna wanna make it move, </i><br />
<i>Always gonna be an uphill battle, </i><br />
<i>And sometimes I'm gonna have to lose, </i><br />
<i>Doesn't matter how fast I get there, </i><br />
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I've quit one project about half a year ago, because I realized it didn't work. I, being only 13, need more experiences in my life to truly write some situations with the quality they deserve. So... I'm waiting. I'm doing things that I <i>can</i> write, characters I <i>can</i> relate to.<br />
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<i>~Elizabeth</i>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7022186694743074319.post-88622998046507805712012-04-27T17:45:00.000-07:002012-04-27T17:45:31.300-07:00X is for XenomorphicXenomorphic. I bet you haven't heard of that word before! Actually, I hadn't either until this morning. It means something that has a form that is not it's own.<br />
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Because, once we go on an adventure, we can never come home. It just simply isn't the same place. The people have changed, the place has changed.... and whether we want to admit it or not, <i>we change</i>.<br />
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Take The Lord of the Rings, (the book!) for example. Frodo goes on a long journey. He sees people die, he sees war. He sees beauty, too... Elves, love, and loyalty. But once he saw those things, it was impossible for him to go back to his old life at the Shire.<br />
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