November Novel

Hello everyone! I hope you are all having an amazing month so far. I can't believe October is coming to an end. For the month of November in my creative writing class, we are writing a novel. I have never written a novel or anything like it before, so it'll be interesting to give it a shot. I usually prefer writing short stories and little glimpses of novels but I love the idea of combining several of those short stories into one.

I love reading. I wish I had more time for it, but sadly my life is kind of chaotic. There is something so amazing about reading. You literally get to enter another world and take a break from reality. I hope I can create a world that others would like to visit.

Parallel Lines

This "poem" I guess you could call it, is actually a song I had written in my head and finally put it on paper. I don't sing haha. It's not that I can't, becuase in the shower I AM Beyoncé! But I'm just not confident enough in my vocal skills to allow others to notice them. So instead, I write songs in my head and burst the words into a lovely tune while I'm shampooing my hair. This little snippet of a song I wrote is called "Parrallel Lines". It's not necessarily specifically about me. It's kind of a general song that is for anyone who has ever felt this way. Like there's something you want but it's too good for you to have. It doesn't even have to be a person like it is in the song. It could be simply anything.

Parallel Lines

He was a hidden oak tree in a forest of pine. Something special and sweet that had never really been mine. Our paths will never cross, just like two parallel lines, but that won't keep my dreams from taking me to where we're in love. His eyes were on fire and danced around my mind. When he took my fragile hand, it felt as though I was becoming blind. I've always dreamed that a boy like him is the kind that I would find, but dreams are crushed and fade away and never find their truths. And yes, it's sad, I understand that now. People break your heart and run through it like a plow. They forget about your love, and you'll ask yourself "how?" But all I have to say is when you fall in love, stay on your parallel lines. 

That Girl

I think people form judgments way too quickly. I'm that girl who cares too much about how she looks and hangs out with a crazy good looking football player. I'm that girl who goes on exotic vacations and has a swimming pool in her backyard. I'm THAT girl. That girl that everyone hates, for reasons they don't really know. It's never really made sense to me. All these judgments just show how those people don't really know me. I'm nothing like who they say I am. I'm not that girl. I really don't care about how I look. I actually just find it fun to dress up and curl my hair. I'm certainly not doing it for other people, I'm doing it for me. Because I enjoy it. And that football player is more of my best friend than anything. He is easy to talk to and he gets me like no one else does. I think this world is full of amazing wonders that are truly beautiful. I think one of the reasons we are here is to explore the planet we live on. That is why I travel. I also do it to be with the people I love most. You discover a whole new and exciting side of people when you see them in a new place. You also gain a greater bond with those people. The swimming pool is a reward for many many years of hard work that my dad has put into his job. We aren't one of those families who just throw money around like it's nothing. We understand the value, so we save and save and save until we decide that what we want our money to go to is worth it.

I'm not the girl everyone thinks I am. I have plenty self-confidence issues, I fight with my parents every now and then (even though I really try to avoid it because i hate fighting more than anything), and I love the simple things in life. I love things like the smell of peppermint and cinnamon at Christmas time, fresh cut flowers, and beautiful music. I love being super busy and feeling accomplished. In short, I just love life. When it all comes down to it, that's what life is meant for. Loving it and being happy in it, and I strive to do that every day.

Texts turn to poems

In my creative writing class, we were asked to write a text message poem. In today's day, it is more than likely that we send hundreds of texts almost daily. Little do we know that often times those short little messages can hold a lot of meaning, and actually be their own little poems. As I was scrolling through the texts I had sent in just the past few hours, I found this message and decided to type and print it. I didn't even realize the meaning this text held when I tapped "send" on my Iphone. It just happened. Here's what I came up with:

Words

Words have a little meaning when they're a little too late.

That simple little phrase holds so much meaning that I really had no idea of. If you know me, you know I am a HUGE fan of Taylor Swift. I think she's a genius when it comes to writing music and I think she makes you feel a connection with every single one of her songs. I listen to her so much, I have practically adopted her lyrics into some of my vocabulary. In her song "Sad, Beautiful, Tragic" she says something very similar to this text I had sent. One of the comments that my classmate made is that this reminded her of that song. That's when it clicked in my brain that I hadn't come up with it all on my own. 

I think everyone can relate to this sentence. It's a small truth, yet it holds so much meaning. When someone has hurt you and they wait too long to make it up to you with words, it's almost like what they say goes through one ear and out the other. It doesn't matter anymore because you're so over it. You're so over that person.