Writing Update (…Well Sort Of)

So, after months of leaving home, I finally wrote something. I’m not exactly sure of why but I just sort of felt like I needed to pound on this keyboard of mine early in the morning. It was completely unrelated to my novel, but it was still something. After I’ve finished this assignment I’ve been forcing myself to type up (I’m literally gritting my teeth while thinking about it), then I’ll try and get back to doing what I love most. It’s been a long time since I’ve finished a book in only a couple of hours. I was assigned Catcher in the Rye as one of my readings for this year. My professor told us it was her favourite novel…I can see why. I could relate to Holden. I mean, not the whole getting kicked out of school, or losing your brother thing…but this whole drifting around thing. Making up stories for the heck of it, hating when people were wasting their talent when they could be doing so much more with it, longing for company (mine’s a little different than the kind of company he’s into though…ha…ha…ha….). It’s been a while since I’ve read a book where I’ve wanted to meet the characters. The last time I read a book like that was in the 8th grade I believe. It was the Outsiders. It’s one of my favourite novels. I’m surprised that I don’t own it. I will someday.

The first novel I wrote was about a boy a lot like Holden. Just floating around, thinking about death…he was a pretty depressing kid honestly…but everyone loved him. There wasn’t much to like about the guy honestly. He was a liar, he wasn’t a good friend…and even though he tried to be good for his folks, he sucked at that too. He was flunking his math class, and couldn’t seem to do anything write, especially when it came to girls. When I wrote this book, I didn’t know a thing about relationships…I still don’t. I know more than I did then. I could probably fake that I know what I’m talking about, but to be honest, I don’t. I thought I was in love once…and it hurt. It hurt like…when my sister punches me in the shoulder repeatedly for five minutes because she’s bored and has nothing better to do with her time.

Well I’d better go. I’ve got a class…I just randomly thought I’d post this. I haven’t blogged much in a while. It’s not that I’m busy…I mean I should be busy…but it’s something else. Something I just can’t describe.

I was going to tell you about my great-grandfather…he served during the war…but I didn’t. I think I’ll wait until later, when I’ve got more time to talk.

Which Point of View Do You Prefer?

<a href="Click here to take survey” title=”Which Point of View Do You Prefer?”>Which Point of View Do You Prefer?

I decided to create a survey in order to find out which point of view most authors prefer. The data collected will be followed up with a blog sometime next week.


One thing that writers know much more than the rest of the world, is that words have power. Words allow us to communicate, and to create. Everything that is and will be, is at some point spoken, thought of, or written. Because of this, it is important that we use and choose the right words. The good words.

            Because I volunteer with young children, I have witnessed them being taught the power of words, and the differences words can make when spoken to others as well as themselves. For example, there are good words, and bad words. Good words, are words of encouragement, of life, of love and of friendship: words that make people smile, or give them that warm-fuzzy feeling when they are read or spoken. However bad words, are words of hatred, destruction, and of pain: words that are meant to hurt others, to break them, and occasionally make them feel that awful numbness within that sometimes doesn’t fully go away. Now my question is, why is it that we are taught the differences between good and bad words, but yet as we grow we decide to use them without any thought? Why is it that when two people get into an argument, they use words that purposely meant to hurt? We know better, and yet many of us do this. We even use bad words on ourselves, telling ourselves things like we “aren’t good enough,” or “aren’t cool,” and after a while of saying these things, these words we spoke, or thought, or wrote about ourselves feel so real, that they take on a life of their own and become a part of our reality. That is why we need to reteach ourselves to think before we speak. That is why we need to start building ourselves up with good words. A quote that I really like from the movie Tintin, said by Capitan Haddock is, “There are plenty of others willing to call you a failure. A fool. A loser. A hopeless souse. Don’t you ever say it of yourself.” This is something that I tell people all the time. Capitan Haddock is right, there are tons of people who will say bad things about you, but you should never say it about yourself, because once you do, you’re agreeing with them. Agreeing with them is considered admitting to defeat in the eyes of the Capitan. Capitan Haddock wants us to know that we should never give up without a fight. That is why I decided that I would start up a little challenge for myself, and for everyone reading this blog.

            Here’s how it is going to work: make a list of good words that you can put towards yourself. For example, you could write down the word creative. The list should have at least ten to twenty things on it. Once you have made your list write the words I AM big and bold on the top, and post your list up somewhere where you can see it often. Every time you walk by the list, read it. Look at all the good words, the words that are true to you. If you want, make lists of good words for your friends, family, pets, co-workers, etc.

If you want an example of words that you can use, here are a few:

  1. Funny
  2. Smart
  3. Attractive
  4. Creative
  5. Great
  6. Loyal
  7. Brave
  8. Strong
  9. Talented
  10. Kind-hearted
  11. Friendly
  12. Patient
  13. Sweet
  14. Happy
  15. Healthy
  16. Good-looking
  17. Cute
  18. Wonderful
  19. Excellent
  20. Fabulous
  21. Tranquil


Till next time,