Ozymandias (My favorite poem) by Percy Bysshe Shelley

"And on the pedestal these words appear:
`My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings:
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!'"
~Percy Bysshe Shelley

Monday, May 30, 2011

Through the Eye of the Beholder

Bats fly as dark flitty shadows, zig-zaging through the light cobalt sky, dancing a hectic ballet with the gently spastic lights of the lightning bugs.  
Light yellowed leaves cascaded down from the shadows.  The unnatural glow adding layers to the already sultry vines as they hung in ever peaceful silence.
Branches of a great pine tree feathered into a point, reaching into the dusk blue sky.
The coal blue backdrop turned the trees to dark silhouettes, gently rustling under a gust of wind.
Streaks of light from the city shot across the darkening sky as tiny points of light blinked their way into sight and winked at passers by.
While the brightest stars dotted the sky in a pattern of the heavens, three distant stars faintly glinted together in a train, as if to offer a trip through space to dreamers. 

Friday, May 27, 2011

A Dream

They hadn't seen each other in a year and neither expected to be in the same place at that moment.  She froze when he walked in the room.  His classy suit bringing out his startlingly blue and familiar blue eyes; like the ocean.  He walked toward her in surprise as soon as he laid eyes on her.  She sat in a sparkling navy blue evening gown; her dark hair tumbled down her bare shoulders in gentle curls.  Seeing him approach, her shoulders hunched forward nervously and their eyes met as he crouched down before her.  His eyes widened in wonder as he noticed how she had changed.  They'd both grown beyond what either could have expected.  He was more beautiful than she had remembered.  It brought a smile to her face to see the new found awe in his eyes when he looked at her.  But it pleased her even more to find that the spark in his gaze and smile remained.  They began to see each other around more often.  Unable to keep from looking they would quickly look away when caught.  They did different things, laughed with different groups, stayed by the side of the wrong person; but snuck the occasional glimpse across the room. 

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Storms

Small flickers here and there, growing more and more frequent.
Brighter and brighter surrounding you. Flashes as if a painter were capturing an African thunderstorm.
Thunder begins. A grumble here a mumble there; growing until suddenly with a titanic crash of thunder that shakes the earth and a flash of heaven it begins to pour.
You only know from the constant whispering whoosh of it coming down, and the rapid pitter patter on the roofs and windows of houses.
Washing away sorrows and stress for the brief moment of the storm.
Lightning brings a spark of brilliance; thunder a crash of strength; rain a surge of peace and serenity.

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Goodbyes

It's never easy to say goodbye.  People come into our lives and change them.  Every person we meet changes us in a different way.
Whether it is for the better or worse we have to appreciate the effect the people in our lives have on us.
For all the sadness that comes from goodbyes, at least they can give us a bit of security.  Knowing that you will eventually have to say goodbye makes every moment before all the more precious.
Rather than wishing for something back, simply be glad that you had it for a time.

I don't like to say goodbye, but at least i have learned to accept them as a part of life and learned to move on.

Don't cry for what you want, only for what's been lost.

Friday, May 13, 2011

Change


People change, the seasons change, hopes and dreams change.
Everything changes.
No matter what you do or how hard you try you can never fight it.
You can make the best of friends and do things that you can’t see ever getting any better.
You can fall in love and think it’s forever.
You can make a friend “best friends forever.”
Nothing is forever
People die; people grow up, people change
You can spend your life adoring someone, looking up to them respecting them and then suddenly they die and all you have left to do is tell your kids about their great grandparent
Life sucks, and then you die
Well that’s not really true… but it sure is painful.
Someone can be your best friend one day, and the next you hardly ever see them again. All you can do is think how much you miss them and put on a smile when they’re near you. The person you cracked jokes with and created memories with is gone and all you can do is look back and remember.
Someone can light up your world with their smile each day until the day you go your separate ways. The person who seemed to think exactly like you did would be gone. All you can do is look back and remember.
Someone can be the most annoying prick in your life and yet you love them unconditionally anyway until one day that changes. Sometimes the changes are instant and others they’re gradual. But over time you will grow to see that the love has changed and all you can do is look back and remember.
Someone might have been your best friend through childhood until one summer you both change and come back with entirely new friends. All you can do is look back and remember.
Or…
You can move on. You can accept that things change and there is nothing you can do about it. Enjoy the things while you have them and look forward to the things to come.
The fact that nothing stays the same does not mean that life is going to go downhill the best thing to do is stand up straight and face the future.
And occasionally look back, and remember.



Slowly the sun comes up, pushing aside the dark.
Through the shadows of night springs a festival of color.
The first hints of light reflect into the night sky, brightening it.
From under the horizon peeks a golden circle. Light beams shoot through the clouds in pastel colors of pinks and yellows, oranges and reds, some purples and some blues.
Colors that mix for just those brief moments in the sky dance together with the start of a new day.
The last remaining shadows of the night flee before the laughing sun.

The sun, shining brightly in the clear blue sky, begins to feel the pull of the night.
Hard as it strains, it cannot fight the darkness.
Faster and faster the sun falls from the sky.
Fighting to the very end, it sends out its last rays of light.
Despair floods in as the shadows creep in, tainting the light.
With sinister joy, the night pushes the sun out of the sky.

A black sheet floats above the world, sucking hope.
Slowly the great silver moon rises up, pushing the darkness aside.
Encouraged by the moon’s boldness, tiny stars begin to follow her example.
Pricks of light begin to peek through the dark blanket and wink at the shadows.
More and more come out until the sky is splattered with millions of glittering lights.
Reflecting into the darkness the stars make a compromise.
Giving the stars beauty, the deep sky gives the stars a background for luster to shine brighter and stand out.
Giving the shadows joy, the stars take the fear out of the night.

And Repeat...

A detour in the Great Adventure

I have decided to try taking words from a list and doing my best to convey them through writing as an exercise. Writing makes me feel better especially when I can find exactly how i feel about certain things and put them on paper.

List: 
Hope
Love
Hate
Despair
Change
Loss
Dreams
Fear
Trust
Anticipation




Saturday, May 7, 2011

Next step in the Editing

I have finished the book to the point that now i need editing.
Actually... there are still a couple things i have to add to the end that i forgot and would make some other things seem pointless if i just neglected them
like there are a couple different characters that i have to give more of a role to
and i want to add in a character that is going to be important in the next books, i want him mentioned in this one

but either way.  The time has come for the editing.  But before editing i am having my mom read the book so that she can tell me anything that doesnt make sense so that i can go and fill it in

the problem is.... SHE WONT READ
i have finally gotten her to read .... like... .3 chapters -_-
Mother: this is to you:  pleaaaseeee readddddd

The only way that i can keep going is if you do this! You would not be putting it off if i were not your daughter!!! D:    MAAAMMMMMMAAAA

NOW! Happy Mothers Day <3

and get reading :P