Be a {blog} reader

·         I read this book about a year ago, and i fell in love with it. I love how even though we don't really know what sex A is, there can still be a bit of romance. "I looked at this excerpt in a way that I understand what the main character is talking about, he saying that he gotten used to the fact that he simply has gotten numb to the fact of changing bodies every night." I love the way you worded this. Has simply gone numb to the fact, is really cool sounding.

·         "And someone who forgets to wipe would be classified as a human". What?? Creative??

·         This is probably my favorite post of yours that I have read so far. I love that you respect the book, because books are pretty rad. They don't really need any further defiling.

·         "The first line last line thingy thing" Your title is quite pimpin' if I do say so myself. I have not read either of the books you wrote about, but they sound pretty cool. I think you should read though, reading is pretty cool. Some people don't have the ability to read, so you should cherish what God has given you.

·         "I am a cave, empty yet deep." This is a really good line. I love the way you describe yourself with such detail. Right on!

·         " and also Curse words" I love that you think the world would be better without swearing. I do disagree with that though. Now, i don't think people should go around making fun of one another and swearing at each other, but its a way to express yourself. When you are angry you are not going to scream about gumdrops and unicorns. You are going to swear, because it is a way to get it all out.

·         " I want to be able to take my kids out for ice cream to celebrate their good grades, or the end of another year of school. Having a family would make my life (especially my adult life) complete, because I would always have people to come home to, rely on, and love." You are probably the only teenager i know that dreams of having children. I respect that a lot. I think that more people who have kids should want to have them. Too many mothers are out there, who treat their kids like shit, just because they were an accident. I think that you will be a great mom, and i hope very good things happen in your future.

·         This is a gorgeous piece. I legit got chills when i read this line, "Silence is a dead man’s breath". Thank you for that, keep on writing.

·         "I am a mind too wise for its time, bound to misfortune" that makes you sound like a kind of kung fu master. That is pretty cool.

·         Rock on, man!

·         "We fear being humiliated at the hands of others due to our short comings" That is ever so moving. It really speaks to my soul. 

6 word memoir

So? I know I’m a dick.

Famous first and last lines

An Excerpt From
The Broom of the System
by David Foster Wallace
1981

 "Most really pretty girls have pretty ugly feet, and so does Mindy Metalman, Lenore notices, all of a sudden."

David Foster Wallace is the award-winning author of several short story and essay collections as well as two novels. Most recently, he is the author of the biography Everything and More: A Compact History of Infinity.
Born: February 21, 1962, Ithaca, NY
Died: September 12, 2008, Claremont, CA

Lenore navigates three separate crises: her great-grandmother's escape from a nursing home, a neurotic boyfriend, and a pet that can talk. She ends up going on an adventure to go and find her grandmother.
This book doesn't seem like one of the books that i would normally read. i generally like fantasy novels, but i wouldn't mind reading this one, it seems pretty cool.


The Great American Augie
Saul Bellow (10 June 1915 – 5 April 2005) was a Canadian-born American writer.

"Columbus too thought he was a flop, probably, when they sent him back in chains. which did not prove there was no america."

The story describes Augie March from childhood to a fairly stable maturity. Augie, with his brother Simon and the mentally abnormal George have no father and are brought up by their mother who is losing her eyesight. Augie drifts from one situation to another in a free-wheeling manner—jobs, women, homes, education and lifestyle.

This book is in no way something that i would be interested in. It seems a little too deep for my taste, i prefer the lighter book.

Writers as readers

What was the first book you remember reading?

                The first book I remember reading is the pout pout fish.  It is a story about a fish that was always upset about everything, and never has any fun. So he goes around the reef and asks the other sea creatures what he can do to get out of the rut he is in. they all sing to him, saying that he just needs to stop being such a bummer. He doesn’t listen until he saw a pretty lady fish. She went up and kissed him, and then instead of being the pout pout fish, he was the kiss kiss fish.

When you’re reading, what do you do to make yourself comfortable?

                I like to curl up on the couch that is near the front door. I like to also be by the window because I prefer natural lighting. I also like to have no music in the room whatsoever. I need it to be dead silent for the best reading to occur. I also prefer to be eating flaming hot Cheetos as I read. Generally none of these things happen though. I would normally have to hear my siblings playing, and the tv in the other room. But it’s okay, I can enjoy a book anywhere.  

What is your favorite book or series?

                My favorite series is the harry potter series. I love the feeling of thinking there could be another world out there. A world of magic. My favorite book from the series is the fourth one, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire. This one is my favorite because of the triwizard tournament. This is when harry and several others were chosen to compete in monstrous tasks, and in the end Voldemort comes back. It is overall a very intense book, and I love the constant chills that it gives me. 

pillow talk

Dan and his sister Driff, lived in a land called Pillow Hill. They lived a very happy life. During the day they would play along the striped terrain of the hill. But at night they would sneak out of their beds, and go into the otherworld. The otherworld always had the one human in it. Her name is Lyla. She is a very small girl, only about three or four years old.

            When Dan, and Driff’s, parents would put them to bed they would wait until they hear them go to sleep. Then the children hopped out of their beds, and climbed out of their window. Usually when they go to the otherworld, it takes them about an hour to trek there, and an hour to trek back, so they can only stay for a few hours each night. 

            After about an hour they reached Lyla’s head. They climbed up her neck and went into her ear. They walked and walked until they reached the brain, or the door to the otherworld. They slipped themselves through the all too familiar hole, shivering with excitement, for what will be there tonight.

            Usually there is a land of candy, or a bed of roses, and teddy bears. The three of them would typically frolic in the other lands until it was time to go home. But this time was different. When the children arrived, there were no lights. No candy, or toys. There was nothing, but Lyla’s voice. She was in tears. They turned and saw that there was a giant monster chasing her around the other lands. The children quickly left their friend, and raced home. That was the last time they ever ventured away from Pillow Hill. 

the essence- a reoccurring dream

The essence

            I wake up and I am in a dark room. I know that I am indoors because of the overwhelming sense of being trapped. It is cold in the dark room. I know that I can’t get out, but I could at least try to find a light switch. So I walk and walk and try to find a wall, but here doesn’t seem to be any. So I decide to run in a direction. I ran until I couldn’t run anymore, then I collapsed. 

            I lay there until I heard a noise. I closed my eyes and rolled into a ball. It was here to kill me, I may as well make it easy. I lay there for what felt like hours in a cradle position shivering. I am not a religious person, I knew there was no god, or savior that was going to help me. Then I opened my eyes. I saw a light, not any specific entity, just a light. God? I thought to myself.

            Then the light came closer. The light slowly inched its way towards me. I lay there completely surrendering myself to this force. I hope that this is my savior, but I know better than that. I knew there was no goodness for me there. The cold began to intensify I saw that my fingers were purple. I curl in tighter, when the light began to touch me. The light began to choke the life out of me, and I lay there, unable to fight. Until it took the last of what I had, and then I wake up. 

The Sky- inspired by the caged bird

Caged Bird

I know why the sky is blue,

I know it’s blue because molecules in the air scatter blue light from the sun more than they scatter red light.

I don't know why we care why the sky is blue,

It seems like knowing why serves as a restraint,

Ignorance is bliss,

Birds don’t care that the sky is blue.

Freedom means that you can think how you want

Nothing in this world can take away your freedom,

Being caged is locking that freedom up, just barely out of your reach

Singing your soul,

To let your freedom ride through your melody

I sing of my dreams,

My dreams of my family

My dreams of happiness

My dreams of not knowing,

Not knowing why the sky is blue

Flying up into the sky

The sky of mystery,

The sky of freedom.  

Flying away from the things threatening to weigh you down