Hello! Finally a day where I’m not babysitting so I can post something.
I changed my site a little, a new url, title, and a username. I guess I just felt uneasy with the old ones. It’s probably dumb but it is a showcase of teenagers loving something one second, and changing their mind the next. I added a Instagram too! I made one just for book stuff. I think I’ll add my Goodreads account later.
I finished reading Misery, by Stephen King last night. I gotta say, near the last few pages I had no idea what was going on. It was really creepy and intense though. I still can’t get some scenes out of my head. I don’t want to spoil any of it for you guys so I’ll shut up now.
Do you ever lay in bed wondering why books are so amazing? Okay, I’m tearing up right now. Books are just too great. I feel passionately that books are life changing. Am I alone in this? Is it normal to love everything this much. I feel like I am constantly poring over with love for things like writing and reading. Just thinking about it practically makes me cry. Is that too much?
Also I was thinking whether or not I should post some short stories on here. I have a few that are okay. My failed first drafts of countless (an exaggeration, there are 4 uncompleted manuscripts and one that I wrote ‘the end’ on) novels will never see the light of day, but that doesn’t mean that my other stuff can’t.
I never said anything about me, so here is a brief description.
- I live in the US or more specifically, Oregon.
- I am fifteen years old and a freshman in high school.
- When I was young I used to want to be a wolf. I would act like it too.
- I also idolized my older brother and would treat him like a super star.
- My friend got me into writing by challenging me to NaNoWriMo.
- I’ve never actually finished NaNoWriMo.
- I love ice cream but my entire family is lactose intolerant. (It doesn’t stop them though. PRAISE THE PILLS!!)
- I sing in a really cool choir.
- I worry about climate change, but barely do anything about it. (other than avoid eating steak)
Nine is a nice number to stop, I mean its such a fun number anyways. By the way, one of the strangest thing about me(in my opinion) is that, I love taking math tests. I usually end up writing notes to the teacher or doodling in the margins. If I have any sort of style it’s all from the notes in my math tests.
I also don’t know whether or not my grammar is at all okay. I cross my fingers, but it is all I can do in order to not have a horrible error filled post.
Well Im going to go to bed (another place to read) now. I wish I had more hours in the day so I could make this even more fun but sadly enough I have to obey the clock and my eyes.
Keep reading and living! (I’ll probably change the afterword after each post.)
Sarah
Books are life! 