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.