Saturday, November 6, 2010

Pointless blog

Holy crap. Taylor Swift's "Enchanted" is my favorite song in the whole world right now. I listened to her new CD for the first time in a friend's car yesterday, and I was very impressed. The lyrics are much deeper and the songs are, well, magical. I was listening to one of the songs on YouTube earlier today and saw a comment comparing her to Bob Dylan..? At first I was like, umm, what? But then I read the rest and it said that she is like him because she's a great song writer, but a terrible singer and performer. I don't necessarily agree. She is a wonderful songwriter  (and you can't even compare their song writing because that have such different styles), but I don't think she's a terrible singer. I do think she's not very good live, though. But is Dylan a terrible performer? I quite like his voice, though I know a lot of people disagree. Oh, people and their opinions.

In other news, NaNo is taking up my whole life. Eh. I don't want to talk about it.

So, recently I have been getting into art. I'm not good at drawing or painting, but I do think it's wonderful. I might post some things I've done if I decide they are good enough. I would talk more about this, but I haven't even started writing yet. Bllehsbfjkerkgbifugbwr

My main story is coming along nicely, though. I'm on the fourth chapter, I think. My second story is a load of nonsense, which is good because I need a break now and again from writing about all this serious stuff.


Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Noveling is controlling my life now.

I went to a costume party on Halloween, dressed as Bob Dylan. :D That's about all I have to say about Halloween, so let's move right along.

NaNoWriMo has begun and will unfortunately be taking up most of my life for the next month. It's only the second day, but I'm really excited about how my story is turning out. I'm a few hundred words ahead, hopefully it won't get too much harder as the month goes on. I'm actually writing two novels this year, one on the main NaNoWriMo website, and the other on the Youth NaNo website. It's honestly easier to me to do two instead of one. If I get bored or lose inspiration with one, than I can just move on to the other. It's a whole lot of fun and I can't wait to see how my stories turn out. Anyhoo, I have to get back to writing so I can get to my daily goal before midnight. I'll try to write another blog this week.

Thursday, October 28, 2010


I wanted to make a separate blog entry about this.

In November of 2008, my Mother had me participate in NaNoWriMo, and I failed to complete it. So, this year, I shall attempt it again. Except this time, I'm pumped and ready. I can just see everyone's face's when I finally get to the 50,000 word goal at the end of the month! Mwahaha!

If you haven't heard of NaNoWriMo, it's basically this:

In the month of November, people from all over the world participate in NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month), make it a goal to write a 50,000 word novel in ONE MONTH. It's a difficult task, writing 1,667 words EVERY day for the whole month of November, and your novel is most likely going to need A LOT of work afterwards, but it's great to spark the imagination and see what road your novel ends up traveling on after the tiring hours of writing everyday.

I'm really excited about starting my novel. I haven't planned much at all, just a few little ideas about the storyline, but I'm more of a let's-just-see-what-happens type of person when it comes to writing.
 My mom and I are also going to go to a few of the Write-In's that they're having in our area.

Well, I hope you will join me in this exciting adventure! Here's the website:
Comment below if you're taking the challenge :]

Just real quick

 On Monday morning, I met Bobby Flay. Say whattt? Yes. BOBBY FLAY. I made a vlog about it:

Friday, October 15, 2010


So, I went to the movie theater yesterday (and by the way, they GOT RID OF THE MUSTACHES I WILL SUE), and I watched Scott Pilgrim VS. The World, which I just had to see again. Such an entertaining film, I must say.

My brother -whom I had not needed to convince to drive me, cause he's already seen the movie five times and was delighted to see it again- wanted to show up super early so we wouldn't miss the beginning, so there we were, in the fourth row. The rooms in the theater are pretty small, because it's the cheap theater, so we could hear every conversation in the room. In the very back were two or three men in their upper thirties, mid forties, talking about what movies were the first ever to be made into DVDs or whatever. shortly after we had sat down, a few more people came in, ladies who were probably in their thirties as well, I never really got a good look at them.
Anyway, they immediately started talking to the men, but I could tell by their conversation that they didn't know each other. I was enjoying listening to one woman talk about how much she loved Doctor Who and how she had dressed as the tenth doctor for Dragon Con and all these other conventions.

After the movie, as I was turning to leave, I got a quick glance of the woman as she was leaving the theater room. She had on a blue suit and a long tan coat. Her hair was short and spiked in the front.

"HOLY CRAP." I said, probably too loud. "IT'S THE DOCTOR!"

I hurried my brother and sister and we ran out of the theater room to find her. But she was gone. It was very sad, indeed, but a very fun story to tell nonetheless.

In other news, I've gotten to be obsessed with Adam Young's writing. He's so clever and inspired. I like drool over his blogs, and his music is so freaking inspiring, it's ridiculous. Honestly, I can't get enough. I would to meet him one day and just talk to him. The way he views life just makes me stop and think, he's just brilliant. But yeah, I could ramble on about that forever. No joke.

So, yeah. Bye.

Monday, September 13, 2010

The meaning of all this

So, looking around at other blogs, I've noticed they all have a certain purpose (Well, duhh). So, here's mine:

I made this blog , first of all, because I love to write, and I always have something to write about. So, I decided to give blogging a go.
Now, I wouldn't call myself a great writer, or anything, cause I'm honestly no good at it, but it's still something I enjoy doing. I don't write for other people, I just write what I want to write, because it's fun for me. Since I was younger, I've been writing. Short stories, novels, poems, songs, you name it. But I've never done anything with them. Til now! Mwaha!

Okay, that's about it.

Friday, September 10, 2010

An eventful trip to the movies

Don't you hate when you think of a billion things you want to say but when you finally have the chance to say them, YOU FORGET EVERYTHING FHNGBDGNKFGJIS.

So, I discovered the most wonderful thing in existence last night. I was at the $1.50 movie theater with my sisters and a friend, going to watch Eclipse. We thought the movie started at 9:15, but it actually started at 9:45. So, with thirty-ish minutes to spare, we walked around the (rather small) lobby while my mom purchased the popcorn and such. I looked over at the little fifty cents candy/toy dispensers. And what did I see? FIFTY CENT SELF ADHESIVE MUSTACHES!! Why did I not discover this before?

It was so exciting, that I yelled for everyone to come and see them. My sister just happened to have fifty cents, and so, excited and envious, we watched. Waiting to see what crazy-rad mustache she would get. Finally, she gets her mustache, and we see that it's the "General" mustache. We were so amused by this, that we begged our mother for more quarters so that we could get our own.

 My friend, Lyndsay, went first. She also got the general mustache. My little sister went next, and receives a rather furry, grey mustache. I assume the name of it had to do with old men. Finally, it was my turn. I put the quarters in, turned the knob. And what pops out? A blond Hitler mustache. You heard me. A BLOND Hitler mustache. I looked down at my mustache. Everyone laughed.

My mother gave me another fifty cents, actually, she handed it to my sister, who told me she was getting it for me. I was crossing my fingers, hoping for a good one this time. She grabbed the mustache, her eyes growing wide. "THIS ONE IS MINE!!" She yelled. We all asked her which one it was. It was the Italian mustache. The greatest mustache. The one everyone wants. The one that makes people who have real mustaches really jealous.

"Nope, it's mine. You got it FOR ME." I said, smiling. I go to grab it, but she hides it behind her back. She says I have to give her my blond mustache if I want the new one, and for the first time I feel like I love the blond mustache, I mean, it's still a mustache, right? But I couldn't refuse, so I gave in and traded it for the beautiful, furry, black Italian mustache.

It was a great night, we wore them the whole movie and walking out of the theater. We probably had a lot of people stop and stare (Envious, of course), but we were to excited to notice. It was a pretty good night.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

Was your day swell?

I am going to begin by explaining the name, What a Swell Day!

It all began when I was just a young girl... actually, more like when I was 14. I was working in the nursery at my church and a woman who must have been in her upper forties, came to pick up her child. Somehow we got to talking about slang and modern English.  She laughed and said, "I miss those days when it was cool to say words like, 'Groovy' and 'Swell'. I'm going to try to bring them back someday."
Since then, the word "swell" has been one of my favorites.

Just a few months ago, however, I discovered it was also the goal of one of my friends, Jasmine, to bring back the word "swell". Since then, almost every time we see each other, we greet each other by saying things like, "How was your day? Was it swell?" Or, "What a swell day it is!".

And thus, the name was born!