So it’s been a while since I posted, like seven months or so…. I dropped off tumblr for awhile, so I could do real-world things like find a job. Which, I did! I pray for people. That’s my job. No, seriously, it is. That and whatever else needs to be done in the office. So some days that’s graphic design. Others, cleaning the office. Remaking signs (read: coloring all day with a sharpie marker). So, yeah, it’s fun and I love it. 

Novel number one is going through a serious rewrite. It needs it. Some things happened, and so I’m changing it. It’ll be all good.

And today, I’m going house-hunting. YAY. 

So I just remembered my best friend got switched to working 4-10’s. Which means she’s off today. And not awake right now. And I was just dumb enough to send her a text message. Go me.

It’s 8:31 am. I’ve been typing my second novel for thirty minutes now. Maybe an hour. Maybe less because I get distracted by tumblr and google. Been sipping coffee out of my TARDIS mug as I work.

I keep getting lost within the world I’ve created. That world seems more like home than home. The characters seem more like my family than my actual family (which doesn’t take a whole lot). And I’m okay with that.

Alrighty, tumblr. Working on posting again. I’m on tumblr almost every day looking at things, but writing? Eh not so much.

I’m slowly typing up my second novel. Once past the first nineteen chapters (all the chapters are very short), I basically wrote it out of order…. I think I just accidentally made my novel a time traveler. Anyways, I’m typing it up and trying to figure out the order for it. I don’t have a full time job currently, so that’s what I’m trying to spend my time doing. Some times I fail at that, ‘cause I get distracted by tumblr, MapleStory, or family. But I’m trying.

Also: being single at 23 in the South sucks. And it’s really not that I want to be in a relationship. I’m happy where I’m at. But when everyone else around me is getting married and having kids, you feel the pressure. Especially when your dad is going “So when is it your turn?” My answer is “NOT NOW”. I almost want to tell him “NOT EVER.”

doctorwho:

neeks:

“If you don’t reblog, you only have one heart.”

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kelly-lea:

I was twelve. I remember being in my school library, with classmates I knew talking about Harry Potter. I had to put my name on a list to get the first one. I read it in a day and got the second one as soon as I could. I read it in a day as well.

I was hooked from the start.

As I try to remember what it was like reading as a kid, I know I was devouring the books whenever I could. I would stay up late reading them in the dark. I was enthralled with the fact that there was a female character like me: Hermione Granger, a bushy-brown-haired know-it-all who loved books. In all the books I had read, she was the first one close to me, and it was the greatest thing ever.

I read through Prisoner of Azkaban before Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Hogwarts were taken away from me.

I grew up in an evangelical, Pentecostal home. My mom, listening to the preachers on the TV bash Harry relentlessly, banned Harry Potter from being in our home.

I was devastated. My favorite book series gone in an instant.

I tried to rebel. Just a little. I read through Goblet of Fire before my mom caught me. I had gotten the nickname “Hermione” my first year in marching band because I could read drill charts when the rest of my section (including a senior) could not. Mom forced me to put a stop to that, though I do believe it’s one of the best compliments I have ever gotten.

So I waited from Goblet of Fire until I turned eighteen before I went back to Hogwarts.

I read through the series as soon as I had time. I wanted to know what happened. When Deathly Hallows was released, I went to our local Wal-mart with friends (lame I know) and waited until midnight and ended up getting two copies of Deathly Hallows, one for me and one for a family friend. I stayed up and read it in seven hours. While I had not been a consistent reader all my years, I was one of the ones who stuck with Harry ‘til the end.

So now, being twenty-three, knowing the last movie is coming out, my heart is heavy. In some ways, I feel like the magic will die with this movie, but I know that is not the case. Harry, Ron, and Hermione, along with Hogwarts, will always have a special place in my heart.

Okay, so it’s been awhile.

I didn’t get the job. That’s a-okay. It was a sales job, and I didn’t know that up front and basically sank in the interview once I found that out.

Dad’s finally recognizing me as a vocalist, which is something I NEVERNEVEREVEREVERNEVER thought would happening. It’s weird.

I FINALLY got a call about a job today, but my phone messed up, so it went to voice mail. So I called them back. And it went to their voice mail.

RAAAAAAAAAAAAAWR COME ON. CALL ME BACK.