NaNoWriMo

NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) starts in just a matter of hours and I'm rarin' to go! For those of you who don't know, November is National Novel Writing Month. I intend to write a 50,000 word "novel" in one month. I kind of doubt that I'll be able to do all 50,000 words this year, but I'm going to give it my best shot!

Random...

I feel bad for not blogging more often, but really I've been so busy that I haven't had much time to think! And I prefer for my blog posts to be coherent and concise, which requires thinking. But my friends have been pressuring me to update my blog, and they don't care what it's about just as long as it's something new. So I guess I'll post what I've been up to!



Like I said earlier, school and music has been keeping me rather busy. I just remembered that I still have to take that Physics test...I think Physics class was invented by Satan to torment us high schoolers. I've been arranging my own version of Somewhere Over the Rainbow on the harp though, and it's quite pretty if I may say so myself! Playing it makes me feel so at peace. Speaking of at peace, listen to Hayley Westenra's "Dark Waltz" sometime. I got Ashlea to listen to that song, and then she went and bought the cd.

I also read my first manga--Fruits Basket. I'm hooked! my sister and I have been walking to the library almost every day to check out the next couple of volumes! Actually, usually I'd just make her go, but last time she made me come with her. I think tomorrow she's going to make me go by myself, because I complained the whole time. I know it sounds dorky, getting hooked on a manga, but it's hilarious! I've never laughed so much over a book. Just thinking about it makes me crack up! I'll be bringing a couple to the all-night youth activity this Friday so that maybe they'll help me stay awake! Not like I've ever fallen asleep during a lock-in, but there's a first time for everything.

Been reading a lot of Tolkien too. I'm currently reading about the poor Farmer Giles of Ham. Children of Hurin is still my favorite Tolkien story, tragic as it may be.

I can't wait until NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month). I already know what I'm going to write about--it's going to be a fantasy novel, of course! This time I get to indulge in my love of mythology and create my own.

Oh yes! And now we have more channels on our TV! Which means we have FOX news now, which means I can watch Glenn Beck right when he comes on. It's a novel experience...

My Terrible Horrible No Good Very Bad Day

Last night I had nightmares, and when Bekah woke me up she scared me to death. That’s when I knew it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. When I got up, I found out that I had a million billion extra chores to do because Daniel and Mama were gone for the day and I could tell that it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.


Downstairs when I was eating breakfast, the fire alarm kept beeping every thirty minutes because the battery was dying and ADT couldn’t tell us what kind of batteries it needed and it was driving me crazy.

I think I’ll move to Australia.

When Daddy finally got the battery changed, the fire alarm went off and the siren grates on my nerves something awful. Afterwards, something still kept beeping and I thought I was going insane until Daddy heard it too but he had no idea what it was either.

I could tell it was going to be a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.

Daddy finally figured out what was beeping this time, so he went downstairs to fix it and Bekah and I started to watch Monsters vs. Aliens. We didn’t get very far, though, because pretty soon the siren went off again. This time it was because Daddy saw that the light for the carbon monoxide alarm was blinking, so he pressed the “Test Carbon Monoxide Alarm” button like he was told to.

Then ADT called the fire department even though Daddy told them not to, so then the police came and Daddy had to tell them nothing was wrong. Then he went downstairs again so I had to answer the door when the fire department came and told me they were bringing a fire truck.

When the fire truck drove up a lot of firemen came into our house with a bunch of scanners and I had to give them our last name and home phone number because Daddy was busy trying to convince them that everything was fine.

It was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.

I could tell because after we finally finished the movie I tried to call Ashlea but I guess somebody was on the internet because the phone kept ringing and ringing and ringing and the answering machine didn’t even pick up. When I called later, she said they’ll be getting high speed internet next week.

“Next week,” I said, “I’m going to be in Australia.”


But instead, I had to go eat at the Chinese restaurant for dinner. Yuck, I hate Chinese. And on the way there we drove past a girl I haven’t seen in over a year and she scowled at me because she always scowls at me. And then when I actually found something I liked to eat at the restaurant I dropped it and made a huge sticky mess all over my clothes and then Bekah’s shrimp kept staring at me and it made me lose my appetite.


After dinner we went to Menard’s and Bekah made fun of me because I wanted some of the colorful light bulbs for my room and apparently I spin around in circles when I’m bored.

It was a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.


Daddy says some days are like that.

Even in Australia.