A Christmas Short Story

Alone in the twilight between night and day the green and blue hew of Christmas Lights danced along mixing hews with the starry sky. From afar a young girl of five watched them flicker from the window of her home.

She should have been sleeping, yet some great pull of excitement pulled her to look out that night from her window. It was Christmas Eve, but for her it was just another night. Her family didn’t celebrate Christmas. Didn’t bring her up to look forward to decorating a tree and awaiting Santa’s gifts the next morning.

Yet as she peered out of her room that night she saw the most beautiful sight. Santa flying way up high in the sky. A silver sleigh lead by a team of Reindeer tapping their feet in unison leading him to the next home to stop by.

She felt a feeling of wonder light up her heart. Knowing that the myth was real made her smile really bright. Down into her parents room she ran. To wake them up and let them know the truth of magic she’d witnessed.

They awoke and hurriedly she explained, “Santa’s real! I saw him outside! There’s a sleigh and Reindeer and they really really fly!!!”

“Baby please go on back to sleep. Stop playing around. You know mommy has work tomorrow. We will talk about it in the morning, ok sweetie?”

Discouraged she ran back on to bed, but that morning a miracle just for her appeared. A Christmas gift by her bedside. One that opened up to be a Christmas Ornament of glittering gold that seemed to jingle when she shook it and a notch to open on the side of it.

The little girl didn’t notice the notch that year. She hid her present away and as years went by she’d take it out to remember. That magical Christmas night that one cold December.

As years past the little girl grew up she was now a woman of age 23. It was Christmas once more and she revisited the ornament of her past. This time she noticed the small little latch.

She opened it up and was surprised to see a little button on the inside of it. She pressed the button and was surrounded by snow. Then, when it all cleared she found herself at the North Pole.

There she met Santa and all his elves. He asked her if she’d help him making toys for all the Christmas’s to come.

She excitedly accepted and every November after, the girl who’d never celebrated Christmas became one of Santa’s sweet helpers.

Thank you all for reading! Let me know your thoughts down in the comments below! I had to rewrite the second half of this because it deleted itself somehow and I couldn’t get the original version back, but this story really got my creative juices flowing so I’m still really happy with it!

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Write the Story: Week 3

I’m back with another set of Write the Story mini-stories to share with all of you! I hope you enjoy them!

On to the stories!

1. Magic Interferes in New Orleans

I thought it would be fun to write a little bit of a coven story for this New Orleans magic story. It definitely was fun and a little spicy with the no-nonsense matriarch.

2. A Romantic Scene in an Unromantic Place

I don’t think I’ve ever thought of blacksmithing as being romantic, but after writing this I might’ve changed my own mind. I like this cute little romance between the smith and a cosplayer. I’d read the hell out of a book like that.

3. On a Quest

I thought it would be cute for a mom to go on a little quest to find her daughter a puppy. I’ll admit this wasn’t the easiest prompts for me, but I gave it a go.

4. The Supernatural Invades the Everyday

I liked writing this story. A little paranormal. A little sci-fi. A little horror. It was a lot of fun.

5. A Journalist Crosses the Line

I thought it would be cool to write this as a precautionary tale told again and again that twists with every telling, but in essence provides the same message to aspiring journalists wanting to search for truth.

6. Big Time Deals in the Big City

So uhh, yeah. I watch Minecraft smp live. It’s idiotic, but absolutely hilarious. It made writing this a million times more fun for me so.. judge me as much as you want, but I enjoy it.

7. A Scientist Makes and Unexpected Discovery

There are a lot of sciency prompts in here. I do enjoy them, but this one was kinda hard for me to write. Although I do think it came out ok. I hope you all like it.

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Another Week of Write The Story #2

Back in May I bought one of the best purchases I’ve ever made, my Write The Story notebook. Since then, I’ve been off and on with writing in it, but I do my best to write in it as many times as I get the chance to. Here are the next seven stories I got to write:

1. Friends on the town

This is one of the weirdest, funniest (to me anyway), and fun stories I have ever written. It’s ridiculous, but I had fun writing it and that’s all that matters.

2. Today at the Amusement Park

This is another ridiculous story that was crazy fun to write. A hangover-esque scenario at an amusement park kinda made me wish they made another movie set at an amusement park.

3. A Day in the Life (of your average assassin)

Another fun story to write in a different way. You can tell I was really enjoying it because I used every nuke and cranny of space to write it. It was fun to write a character that has a very normal life, but is also an assassin and I want to read a book like this someday. It would be so cool!

4. The Last Moment of Childhood

It’s not that I didn’t like writing this, but it is kinda based off of what my own last moment of childhood was and the lady that told me I looked too old to be trick or treating wasn’t mean about it at all. But, it left me feeling like a kid in a adults body or at least a body much older then my true age and I didn’t like the feeling. It made me feel like I wasn’t allowed to enjoy childish things anymore. So, it’s a sad spot for me.

5. Wrapping Up a Business Trip

This was a story that I wasn’t totally feeling as I was writing it, but the point of this is not just the fun, but a challenge to how creative I can get with a prompt I’m given. I struggled a bit with this and I was just glad to finish it, but I feel I got something decent out of it anyway.

6. A Couple on a Cruise

This one is straight up a romantic fantasy. I wish someone felt this deeply about me. A really cute and well thought out date/outing resulting in a proposal after several years of dating and experiencing falling in love. Being as into that person as I ever was and them feeling the same way. Maybe someday. A girl can dream.

7. Unsolved Mystery

This story made me feel kinda sad to write because it’s kinda how unsolvable murder cases feel like to me. I didn’t even give my fictional victim a name. Which was something I was mindful of while writing, because in a lot of cold cases I feel like the victims do become that way nameless or at least like the name doesn’t matter. Especially when someone’s story gets run a lot. They become known only for having been murdered and it’s like the life they lived no longer matters.

Well… that got a little deep at the end there. Anyway, I’m excited to continue writing in this and see what comes from it.

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Some Lessons I’ve Learned from Life and Blogging

I really don’t know why I wanted to discuss this right now. Maybe, it’s mostly just so I can remember that I have made progress in my life even if technically looks pretty similar to what it was only a year ago.

I have big dreams for my life. I want to be an author and share stories with anyone willing to read them with the hopes that my stories would effect someone’s life the way stories have affected my life.

One of my biggest issues has been wanting to do everything all at once and not making things manageable for myself. I have a tendency to want it all. The success, the many finished books in my back poker, the “perfect” relationship (mind you my definition of perfect in this case is pretty imperfect, but explaining this would take way too long.. mostly I just want to have a relationship where someone works side by side with me and we both support each other), to have my family relationship to be good, to feel good in my own skin, to be fluent in a second language.. and the list goes on. There are so many goals I have for myself and chasing after all of them causes me to burn out more often then not.

Life has thrown many a wrench in my life and from this challenges I’ve learned to slow the hell down. I don’t know how long I have on this earth and it’s part of the reason I feel the need to move quickly at times, but it causes me to want to jump to the end of things instead of enjoying every step of every part of my journey. It’s so important to take the time to put your full attention to each step of something and not just the beginning and the end. Sometimes grinding is necessary. Sometimes, rest is necessary. Giving the time needed for each part of something will make a better whole in the long run.

But, the most important thing of all is to remember to truly live your life and not get into the habit of just existing. Honestly, it’s the reason I never started freelancing, because even if I do believe it might be a lucrative venture for me in the long run.. writing about stuff I don’t care for isn’t something I ever want to do. However, I have a delightful announcement that I’m going to make at a later date that is a venture that I’m proud to begin.

I feel like I’ve touched on something of this from my life Update post, but with my home situation being what it is, I’ve learned a level of patience that I never thought I’d learn. My level to get annoyed by something has increased dramatically. My ability to understand has increased dramatically. The amount it takes before stress gets me to break down has increased. Even my tolerance for my own failings and my patience with myself has increased a ton. When I think about where I am now from where I was I feel like I’ve evolved from Mew to Mew 2.

As far as lessons from blogging, I’ve learned when to take breaks. I’ve learned also to plan things out, but also to write whatever I want when I want. I know that if I structure things too much I end up getting bored and that’s not what I want to happen with something I love doing so much. I try not to plan posts more then a day ahead. I may have types of posts and set projects, but when they go up is kept as loose as possible.

However, one of the saddest lessons I’ve had to learn has been not to post about what I plan to do.. meaning TBR’s or saying I’m back for sure or.. I’m going to write this much for this long.. it usually just doesn’t work out. Proclaiming a certain level of productivity doesn’t work. I mean sometimes it does, but a lot of the time I just get tired of routine. It’s probably why I’ve never really completed a Nanowrimo. I try.. I say every time that this time will be the time it works out and after a few days everything comes to a hault.

Manly, the lesson I’ve learned is to chill out. To take my time. Not to rush anything. To give everything it’s own time (just like the song). To take care of myself and to have fun.

It’s all about balance and sometimes letting yourself be. It’s getting up and trying again and again and again. Forgiving yourself for past mistakes and letting yourself change. It’s accepting that perfection of any kind truly doesn’t exist and that its ok and even good to fail. It’s about accepting yourself as you are and accepting yourself as you change and letting yourself change. It’s about not letting the past prevent yourself from having a beautiful present and future. Most of all, life is about truly living and truly loving with all of you in every moment and being authentic to who you are in each moment.

Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed this reflective post. Let me know your thoughts down in the comments below.

-Till next time!

Write the Story: 1st Week of prompts

Last week I wrote about the best purchase I ever made. Which was buying a journaling prompt story book at Barnes & Nobel.

Over the past 7 days or so I’ve continued writing in it and have had a lot of fun creating these little stories. I’m so excited to share these little stories with all of you!

Again I want to excuse my terrible handwriting and any spelling and grammar issues of which will be quite a few. I’m sorry.. it is a hazard that comes with being me. I hope you all enjoy these stories anyway!

1. A Family Mystery Uncovered

I liked writing this one it was cute to think about a grandmother with a secret past.

2. Drama in and Out of the Lab

My handwriting got worse in this one I’m sorry, but I loved writing this story. I like the entry formatting and the sciencey background it has.

3. Chasing the Enemy

This was my favorite story to write. It was so much fun and the Mc has this super fiery personality. I don’t know what else to say, but I very much enjoyed it.

4. An Unexpected Union

I struggled with this story. I didn’t like writing it and it didn’t feel like much fun. I liked the idea of an Unexpected Union, but the words for this story had me stuck. For now I think the story is ok, but it’s not my favorite by any means.

5. A Lunch Date Gone Wrong

This felt like a sitcom type of situation to write. It was fun. I liked the prompt a lot.

6. Business as Unusual

It was about time I wrote something paranormal. Just for that reason I really enjoyed writing this story.

7. The Year is 2563…

This was the first prompt that felt like the beginning of a much larger story. I’m super interested in this concept and I think it would make a fun book.

Well… that’s a wrap till the next time!

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Write the Story: One of the Best Purchases I’ve ever Made

I’ve been in and out of the works with my blog and pretty much everything else for the past several months and really I’m no longer upset with myself about it, because my reason for it has been pretty solid and I’ve gotten to a immensely better and more positive mental space because of it. So really, I’m pretty proud of myself. For once I let myself rest and truly rest. For once I listened to my body when it said enough. I listened to my mind when it needed to heal from feeling sad about the circumstances of life that befell me. I got to a place where I could take care of myself and let myself binge movies I wanted to binge and let go of reading sad stories for a long time because I couldn’t handle it.

But, this also meant I wasn’t writing. When I’m upset I do mostly end up writing, but it becomes dark and spun in a way where you can read back and literally see what a negative thought spiral looks like in my head. Spoiler alert it isn’t pretty. Most of the time they stem from having an argument with a family member or someone else I love. Or even me being sad about a problem in someone else’s life. Or feeling in general like I’m not doing enough. Sometimes, writing dark can bring out more darkness in me and I will feel more pain and more sadness then I need to. So, I stopped writing.

However, that didn’t make the passion for words in me die. It didn’t mean I was going to stop reading and writing forever. Honestly, I can’t think of a worse reality for myself. But, getting back to my passion I needed a way to take baby steps and I found the solution without even looking for it or realizing truly what one of my problems was in the first place. This wonderful book I found with no price tag on it at Barnes & Noble called: Write the Story.

This book was heaven sent. It has the quickest little prompts and words you should use in each story with just 1 page to write each with. It is a challenge and a blessing all in one.

Right away I decided to write my first little story in it and I plan on continuing on and writing in this unique booklet each day.

Here is my first story in my not so pretty handwriting:

I hope that this was readable for all of you. Also, please excuse any spelling/grammar mistakes I tend not to be the best speller.

I am writing this at 1 am and that’s just how excited I am to have something fun to put my energy into again. Plus, having a gateway back to reading and writing and the possibility of getting to a place where I’m generally happy and excited about being alive again is a wonderful thing.

Thanks for reading! Let me know your thoughts down in the comments below.

If you guys are interested, I could make a post once a week of all my little stories I write in this book. There’s a ton of pages and it could take me years to get through, but I think it’d be a fun addition to my blog.

As always,

-Till next time!

Taking Free Creative Writing Courses

Yesterday was not the best day despite my efforts to remain positive. However, what came out of it was something good. My mom found me some free creative writing courses that I could take and I’m going to take them.

I don’t know what to do about my feelings pretty much all of the time now. I sometimes feel like all the life has been sucked out of me. Yet there are things I can do. My situation isn’t much changed from a few months ago and yet it feels irreversibly different. Or maybe the truth is that it is completely different, because I got a taste of what it was to love and enjoy fully being in the present and lost it all in a short span of time. All while realizing that my dad isn’t going to get any better. That the only care he will receive is preventative and I have no control over the time I have left with him.

I think that I hurt more now then before because I also realized that the break up is permanent. The guy I had fallen in love with isn’t going to come back into my life. I know that now. I lost it because I didn’t really know how to accept that. To think that our time together is as good as another fantasy I lost myself in. The missing too hurts a lot. I miss him all the time. Admitting that is strange. I hate not knowing why. I hate creating my own answers. I hate that it doesn’t matter because it doesn’t change that it happened. It doesn’t change that he didn’t choose me.

So now, I also realize that at the end of the day whoever comes and goes in my life I’m the only one that can be there for me. To pick up my own pieces when my armor breaks. To find my own steps forward. To treat myself right. But, for now I feel like I’m almost in a mourning period. I try to take some steps forward. To find little pieces of peace and hope. Continuing blogging is a major thing for me. The community support during this time has been helpful.

But I know I’ll get better. I have good things awaiting me around the corner. I’m going to write a lot and these classes will help me improve my craft and I’m going to read a bunch of amazing stories as well! I’m going to get back to being myself again.

Right now I write this outside in cold air near a Christmas tree watching as the sky turns from blue to pink as it slowly gets dark. It’s beautiful. The world doesn’t stop being beautiful even when your hurting. People don’t stop caring even if your hurting. One day I know things will get better. With baby steps things will get better. So I’m going to sit here for a short time and enjoy the air and remember what it is to be alive.

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Writing Horror in December

There was a poem I wrote for Halloween that inspired a brand new book idea that I immediately fell in love with. I shared it with my closest friend at the time and they told me that I should definitely write it. I immediately wrote the first chapter and then life happened. I felt no longer motivated to continue the story and it was at a standstill. My life was at a standstill.

However, now more then ever I look back at that story and I’m still in love with it. So yesterday I wrote 1,000 words towards it and I now can’t wait to keep the story moving! This story has the snarkiest Mc I’ve ever written, a mom battling anger and depression, and a house that may or may not be driving one of the two into insanity.

This book is fun because it writes so easily. There is no outline necessary and I can just go for it! I’m letting this story take me wherever it wants to go and so far I’m really enjoying where it’s gone!

I know I can write this book to completion decently quickly. Which is odd and unusual for me. But it’s one of those books that is calling my name and I have a feeling that to deny that call would be a mistake.

Maybe it’s weird to write horror during the Christmas season, but I’m so happy with this story that I don’t really mind it. I can’t wait to see how the first draft turns out!

Thanks for reading! Let me know your thoughts down in the comments below.

-Till next time!

I Don’t Write Enough to be A Writer

Everyday, I wake up to the same things, white walls, bookshelves surrounding a Television, and the need to go right back to sleep. I get tired a lot. Mostly because my life feels like a bubble that never changes and yet is now more different then it ever was. I get up, maybe write a blog post, get ready for work, actually go to work, and come home exhausted. I then decide to watch some YouTube or a movie or read or something, because I can never go right to sleep. I do not however, to the one thing that I should be doing. Which is write.

I was doing better with this. I had a plan, but now I’m just not feeling up to it. Even though I want to be. I talk a lot about passion. I talk a lot about one day wanting to be a writer who can keep afloat from just writing alone. To make that my reality, but what good is that when I don’t let myself actually write? When I think about it, it makes me want to get a bit jaded. Will I ever get myself to write as much as I know I could and should be?

I feel like I need an out. From the sameness, from being exactly where I was a year ago even though technically nothing is like it used to be. This is the most jaded I’ve been in a while, but it’s all leading to something. It’s leading to me realizing a few things. One.. I just need to write and let go of the fear that comes with it. I also need to change the way I react when things go awry. Recently, life has been up and down and all over, but it’s still good. I need to remember that and stop my tendency to shut down.

I need to find my new balance and it’s been a struggle to do so recently. Especially when I want to watch videos and do anything to escape reality. But that doesn’t work. It never has. It’s what I always did before and it’s never worked. So instead I’m going to remember a few things. One, the person who cares about me most in the world would want me to be happy. That they believe in me and in my writing. Two, that I myself want to see me do some awesome things and come out of this sameness on my own. To turn my life into something amazing. Three, that my dream is possible. That all my dreams are possible. Fourth, that I’m the one that’s making things way more difficult then they have to be. Things can be simple. I just have to put my mind to doing what I should be.

So right now, I may not be writing enough, but I will be. I’m going to do my best to take another shot at my ultimate goal. This is my dream for myself. To write stories that make people feel something. So I will.

I don’t have control over a lot of things in my life. There are a lot of have to’s and things I don’t particularly want to do or have happen that happen anyway. But I do have control over pursuing what I believe in. In actually trying to make something of myself. I can choose to act or I can choose to not do anything at all. So I’m going to choose action, because even if I do sometimes get frustrated and jaded with life and all that’s happening I have always been a person to get back up and try again.

So one day when I look back on this in the future and I’m actually an author. I’ll probably tell myself that I was writing a bit and maybe I was being to hard on myself, but the truth is I’ll be grateful for it. Because then I’ll be able to say that I did become a true writer and feel proud.

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-Till next time!

Why I’m Not Doing Nanowrimo This November

Every year I try to pursue Nanowrimo and every year I fail. I fail because of life. I fail because I have so many things I want to do. I fail because I can’t seem to sit myself down and write 1,500 words in one sitting. One year, I swear I will pursue and complete this challenge, but now is not the time.

I have a lot of things going on in my personal life. I have a lot of obligations I have to fill. I also, have this urge to watch some movies. Plus, I’ve had the feeling of wanting to binge all of Shane Dawson’s You-tuber documentaries. I’m also working a lot trying to make some extra money for Christmas. I simply don’t have the time.

This does not mean I won’t be writing at all. I’m currently writing a new book idea that has required no outlining what-so-ever and basically just lives in my brain waiting to be written. This book would have been perfect for Nanowrimo, but still, I have a couple of other obligations I’m working on on the side.

Sometimes, you have to look at your life and say to yourself that your not going to pile up a billion things. I have a tendency to do that to myself. To say I’m going to do this thing and that thing and adding too many things till I burn out. So for now I’m just going to stick with what I have.

This month no doubt is going to be a productive one. However, writing a whole book is not going to be in the cards. That’s fine by me for now. I’m going to try and balance some enjoyment and productivity this month. I think that is a good goal.

Nanowrimo is an amazing thing. So many amazing writers go on and tackle their stories and make them real. I’m going to continue on that same path, but I’m taking a slow and steady approach to it. I have so much I want to do. I think it’s not so bad to try and balance everything out a bit.

Thanks for reading! Are you doing Nanowrimo? I’d love to hear your thoughts down in the comments below!

-Till next time!