Emergency Dance Party!

I had an Emergency He Is We Dance Party last night around midnight… That was when I finally, finally wrote that infernal story. Before I say anymore, here are my “jams”, as they say.

It amazes me how my dance songs aren’t even, like, upbeat or anything. They’re slow dancing songs or something, and “Kiss It All Better” is really depressing. “Happily Ever After” is amazing to dance to, though…

ANYWAY! Yes, I finally wrote the story. It’s called “Overkill” because I had to write it three time, and then I wrote too much and had to delete about a hundred and something words. :P But I am very happy it’s over, thus the dance party. I’m loving He Is We more and more with every song I listen to. I’ll post the story after I email it to Miss Laura Thomas. Love y’all, and thanks so much for the encouragement!

I’m Having Trouble

Hey, guys! Sorry it’s been so long…I’ve just been really busy. I’m having a lot of trouble right now writing that story for the conference contest. I’ve rewritten in twice, which is a lot for me, and it still isn’t right… Or maybe my mom’s just picky, LOL. I mean, what the heck is supposed to happen during the lunch break?!? Being realistic, I’ll sit by myself the whole time. I tried doing something crazy…Cather Avery from Fangirl, by fave book, showed up and we talked about why we write and stuff. I really liked that version, but my mom wasn’t so crazy about it… I have no clue what to do. And even though this isn’t something I even have to do, I still really would like to win. odds are I won’t win the actual contest, you know? Grr. And it’s frustrating because my mom works night shifts two days in a row, so I have to spend the whole night in my room, hiding from my dad. It’s so boring, you have no idea. But I have Leeland and Levi and Adrienne Leigh, my little darling, to comfort me. :P

Love y’all! <3

em

Beauty – Promote Yourself

icedmocha34:

Gorgeous!

Originally posted on poetreecreations.org:

jesus on cross

Beauty is not characterized
by the efforts of my appearance,
but was borne
upon two wooden beams and through three piercing nails.
 
With each drive of a nail
faces line up in the mind of the Savior, one after another,
each with a mask of his own:
deception, shame, pride.
 
With each tear being shed
and every cry screaming from the cross,
women fall into the arms of men,
hoping to find true love and longing to hear those words:
“You are beautiful.”
 
With each dig from the thorns
and tearing of flesh,
men seek fortune and fame,
believing that power can only be obtained
through ambitions and violence.
 
“It is finished.”
The world with its
tainted love and enticing roads to death
stands still.
 
Divine blood pours over
the lost and broken,
vain and deceptive,
young and aged.
 
It penetrates every evil,
wipes…

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Letters to a Young Poet

“To love is good, too: love being difficult. For one human being to love another: that is perhaps the most difficult of all our tasks, the ultimate, the last test and proof, the work for which all other work is but preparation…Love is a high inducement to the individual to ripen, to become something in himself, to become world for himself for another’s sake, it is a great exacting claim upon him, something that chooses him out and calls him to vast things.”
Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

“Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage. Perhaps everything that frightens us is, in its deepest essence, something helpless that wants our love.”
Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet    

“In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep into your heart where it spreads its roots, the answer, and ask yourself, must I write?”
Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

My Hair Is Now Purple

That was a catchy title, heh heh. And only partly true… I really, really, really, really wanted to die my hair purple… Not even all of it, just like a strip or two. *sigh* But my mom wouldn’t let me. I’m lucky that I got what I did. We got these extension things at Sally’s. They were pretty cheap, so I got two different colors. They just clip right into your hair. They’re a little longer than my hair and I want to cut them, but then when my hair grows, they’ll be too short… Dilemma. My hair looks cool though!! Not what I thought, but still cool. I can’t wait to wear it to Canada next week!! <3

Til the morrow

~EM

JA Confeence Fiction Writing Contest

I’m in the middle of writing a story for the conference next week.

http://laurathomascommunications.com/conference/canada/

JA Conference Fiction Writing Contest

Every young writer who comes to the conference is welcome to submit a piece of writing for our special conference writing contest.  The top two winning stories will be read at the conference and be published on jaBlog! in October/November.

Here are the rules:

  1. Write a short story (fiction) of no more than 500 words that takes place during the lunch break at a fictional young writers conference. The title and your personal information do NOT count towards your total words. Just count the words in the body of your story.
  2. Please put your name, age, email address, and title at the top of the first page of your story.
  3. Email to Laura no later than midnight Wednesday, October 15th, 2014.
  4. You must be registered for the conference to participate.
  5. One entry per person.
  6. The 2 winners will receive a prize at the conference and have their stories published on jaBlog!