Type

I think I've read somewhere that some dreams literally tug your conscience into making that dream happen. This tug is alive in me right now. To type my novel. To make it better. To make it readable. To make it flow like water over a child's hands. To make the reader to not want to put it down. This is my dream. To make people wait in line for books. To come back for more. To talk to those libraries to ask them for more books. This makes them happy. I want to inflict this dream of mine to others that THEY can write a novel. That writing is fun. That the art of storytelling is like trees for fish. I want even them to believe that not all books are terrible. Like Rick Riordan. He wants reluctant readers to learn that not all books are terrible. For book worms who can trudge through the most dull book just to see the ending. This may not make any sense. Probably not at all to some. I revel in confusion. In those facial expressions. There are so many books ideas in my head that I know are there now that I've have written a novel. So many ideas. I simply must start. As so many of those beginner authors. The best place to start, is at the beginning, then to trudge through the swamp to the end, where the glory is. Where the happiness for some is. I know that this road is tough. I know that it's going to be tougher than I've ever thought. But these ideas in my head. They need to be shown. To be known. They may not catch like fire right away. Maybe never. But it's possible. I hope I'm prepared for failure, and can learn from it. But I will accept victory if it comes.

Books

You know how I've mentioned that I simply can't get enough of books. Well, my lovely teacher suggested one afternoon to start a book review thing. Because I have so much time. It's a good idea. I just don't know whether I want to do that. I do. But I don't know whether I'd actually do it often. I read so many books. That review thing would be full very quick. Plus, I'd still have to do all the books that I remember reading. Rangers apprentice, happy potter, Artemis fowl, Triskellion, fullmetal, yotsuba, Hikaru no go, so many books to spread my comments on. Just doing ,y bookshelf would be a lot of work. Am I ready for that? I don't know. But I'm going to think on it. If I get a new blog, then the problem with the no skipping lines thing wouldn't be there. Boy! I can't believe I forgot to mention Percy Jackson! I'm so sorry. But if I did book reviews, I'd probably be a better writer, so maybe I should do it. Hmmm. I think about it while I take a shower. Bye bye

Bad Day

Yeah. Today has been a bad day. A very bad day. Not the worst. But pretty negative. From teachers, to subs, to just frustration and the urge to rip out some tounges. (Not that I actually did it or anything) I finished my novel. I'm super excited about that. Now I've done a little typing. I dislike it. Very much. Plus, I don't make much time for it at all. Which saddens me. Maybe if I'm sick enough during a school day, I can type. If I'm really bored. You can only watch so many commercials. I like this font a lot. Typewriters interest me. I would use better words, but I can't spell them at all. So I'm downgrading to less sophisticated types of words. At least soccer sign up is soon. And soccer. Yeah! Volleyball practice was fun too. Those are my favorite two sports. I've been sick, but not sick enough to stay home. Northerners have to be tough. Plus I like school. Except for today Gotta go bye