new blog

Hey, all. I'm Kinga, and I used to blog here at Letter of My Life. I've started a new blog over at the earworm. Come check it out!

http://thisearworm.blogspot.com/

xo. Kinga

Yes. Goodbye, Blogger

Thanks to everyone who commented on my last post. I've decided to stop blogging totally and completely.

I'm not going to be posting on any of my own blogs, and I'm not going to be reading anyone's blog either. As much as I love some people's blogs, I'm not going to read them.

Also, I've been a little reluctant to totally delete my blog, me being so sentimental, and a few comments convinced me not to. I'll probably just make this a private blog so that, if the whim ever strikes me, I can go back and read whatever I wrote.

I'm not sure if I will keep blogging at my design blog. I might, I might not. I still haven't decided. All I know is that, for now, for at least a month or two, I'm not going to blog at all, not on any blog.

I'm not sure if I will come back to blogging. Right now, I need to get my priorities in order. I need to gain some serious time management skills (seriously). I do hope that I will one day have a blog again, but I'm not sure.

Right now I'm going to focus on life and take time to do what I love. Write. Take photos. Knit. Read. Play the piano, and maybe learn to play the guitar. Learn martial arts. Spend time with my family. Make some new friends. Play with my dog. Spin in circles and play in the snow. Enjoy life and study hard. After all, I'm going to high school in the fall.

So I will probably keep this post up for a week or so and then make the blog private.

Goodbye, friends. I will miss you. As the Germans say, Auf Wiedersehen- until we meet again.

P.S: I think I need to move to New York. Or Maryland. Or Pennsylvania. They got nineteen inches of snow yesterday! Or maybe to Valdez, Alaska, where the average is 326 inches per year :)

Sayonara?

Hello, friends. I'd like a little advice.

You see, I'm not sure whether or not to delete this blog. I love it, but lately I haven't had much to post about. Or I have, but posting just hasn't been coming to me. Or I'm forcing myself to type out something, just to post. That's not what I wanted when I started blogging.

Then there's the issue of 'way too much time spent online.' Most of the time I spend online is on blogger, surfing other people's blogs and such. And for some reason, I feel that no longer posting on a personal blog with help alleviate that problem.

I literally spend hours each day online, leaving little time for writing, taking photos, graphic design, spending time with family, or even reading novels. Let alone reading the Bible deeply and without just skimming over everything 'just to read some of the Bible today.' What happened to my New Year's resolutions? What happened to just life?

I sometimes wonder what my life would be like if I hadn't set up a blog I then called 'Kikidee202's Diary' in February of 2009. Certainly much different from my current life. I would probably not spend so much time on the computer. I would have little knowledge of HTML. I wouldn't give a second thought to graphic design or ever dream that I could own Adobe Photoshop before that age of, like, 35. Taking pictures would not have been as important to me (even though I loved photography back then too!).

It's no use reminiscing, and I'm glad I blogged for these two years. Although utterly addicting and often time-wasting, Blogger has taught me a lot. I have friends from other cities and countries. I have broader horizons. But now, I'm wondering if I should continue blogging.

But then comes a little, teeny-tiny problem lurking in a dusty corner. One of the main things I love (loved?) about a personal blog is that I can share my photographs and get some responses. Sure, there's Flickr, but that doesn't seem quite the same.

So I've been thinking, instead of deleting this blog, about turning it into a photography/gratitude journal blog where I post photos every so often, say once a week. Of things that I'm thankful for. Or just anything in general. And any other posts if I want to.

So what should I do? Delete this blog? Keep it as-is? Change to a more pure photography blog? I'm sort of lost about what to do. If you don't want to comment, please at least vote in the sidebar poll.

PS: No matter what I choose to do with this blog, I will still keep posting at my newly renamed graphic design blog, Simply Kimi Designs. Even if I choose not to delete this blog, that one will most likely be my main blog, so if you don't already, it would be awesome to go over and follow. *wink wink*

An Eight Tag

achieve1dream tagged me back in October. Sorry that it's taken so long to get this posted :)

1. What is your biggest pet peeve?
I have too many. One of them is probably when people are hypocritical and act cocky about themselves. That just really annoys me.
2. Do you sleep with your sheets tucked in or out?
When I go to bed, they are tucked in. In the morning my bed is a mess of sheets.
3. Do you think it's okay for guys to wear pink?
Yes! Why not?
4. Where would you bury hidden treasure if you had some?
My closet has a hole in the wall/floor - that's probably where. Or in my garden.
5. Do you have any magazine subscriptions?
I subscribe to Birds and Blooms magazine, about gardening/birding.
6. What's your song of the week?
I really like Down By the Water by the Decemberists.
7. When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper?
Must have been in 4th or 5th grade, so 3-4 years ago. Wow. I used to write letters to my best friend Mimi all the time, now it's just email.
8. What country would you like to visit?
It's hard to pick only one. Probably... France. Carlotta's photos make me want to see Paris. Although I want to see Germany too, and Russia. And Australia. And Britain, and Ireland. There are too many places I want to visit.

Now, here are my 8 questions for the people I tag. 
1. What is your guilty pleasure?
2. What's your dream pet?
3. A habit you want to lose in 2011?
4. Favorite store to shop at?
5. Your favorite hobby or passion?
6. Where would your dream home be and what would it look like?
7. Do you consider yourself a city person, a suburbanite, or rural at heart?
8. What is one thing you remember from the time you were 8 (or, if you can't remember, and you're old enough, 18, or 28, and so on).

I tag:
Brooke from Dove Tree
Megan from Me. That's All I Have To Be
Kendra from IsmiKendra
Blue Jeans from Polar Paws
I can't think of 8 people.... followers/readers who want to do this, tag yourself.

Featured Blogger: Brooke

Today, I'm featuring Brooke from Dove Tree. (I'm so sorry that I haven't posted this until now!)

Brooke's blog is definitely one of my favorites.

What do you like to do in your spare time?

Blogging is often something I do in my spare time.  I also like to take pictures, spend time outside, and spend time with family as well.

What is your blog about?

My blog is a personal blog where I can share my thoughts, ideas, poetry, pictures, etc.

Why do you blog, and when did you start?

I blog because I adore writing.  My mom started blogging (she's always been an amazing writer) and she told me about blogspot.  That same day I got my account. :)

Do you have any pets?

Yes I do!  I have one Boston Terrier (Pugsly), a calico cat (Zipper), a main-coon mix (Snowy), a tarantula (Felisha), and two birds (Gloria and Melvin).

How would you describe yourself?

I suppose I could describe myself as funny, kind, a good listener (a talker, too), and fun to be around (I hope)!

What do you want to be when you grow up?

Ah, the question I've been asked a thousand times (and I like to answer!).  I have a lot of things that I'd like to be.  A nature photographer or a writer to name a couple.

Why do you love photography?

I feel that photography gives me the ability to capture a moment.  It's a way of reminding me of something, or just bringing good memories.  There are so many ways to take a photo, and many people just don't know about it.

What is your ultimate dream?

That's tuff!  I would really like become a famous writer who has my photography in my books, that also help animals!  That's a mixture of lots of things, but hey, an ultimate dream is an ultimate dream. :D

Do you play any instruments?

Yes, I play guitar (electric and acoustic).  I'm still learning, but I'm pretty good.  I play piano, too, but I don't know anything about the keys/how to play well or anything.  I like to play around with my keyboard, etc.

Thanks so much Brooke! Would you like to be featured on Letters of My Life, or do you know someone who you think I should feature? Just email me, and we'll go from there.

but the greatest of these is love

So faith, hope, love remain, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
-1 Corinthians 13:13

Although I didn't realize it was from the Bible at the time, I first read this quotation perhaps a week ago in what has become one of my favorite books, Speaker for the Dead by Orson Scott Card. A few days later, I was reading my Bible - 1 Corinthians 13 - and chanced upon it again.

When I did, I felt a sort of connection to these words. Why? I'm not sure. Maybe it was because the words rolled off my tongue, like lovely poetry. Maybe because it's a verse that rings true.

And while I wasn't planning on doing a one word for 2011, I realized that this verse held the one word I need to keep in mind this new year:

Love.

I need to love this year more than ever. Love my family. Love God. Love my friends. My enemies. Myself. People I don't know now and won't ever. The people I do know, as much as I dislike some of them. Those in need of help, and those who aren't. I need to bring an open heart into every encounter so that I may be free to love as Jesus loves, without prejudice or profiling. 

This year, I need to love.

The Star-Spangled Banner

How many of you know the Star-Spangled Banner? America's national anthem?

Really know it? The I-can-sing-it-to-you-right-now know it?

I thought I did. I was absolutely positive I did.

But turns out, when we did a project on the Star-Spangled Banner, I didn't. I knew parts of it, but I couldn't write it down. I couldn't even sing the whole anthem to myself.

I had been positive that I had known it. But I hadn't. And I've lived in America my entire life. I was born here and have never lived anywhere else. How could I not know my country's anthem? And, truth be told, most of my classmates didn't know it, either.

It made me wonder: do other American citizens know their national anthem, the Star-Spangled Banner?  I do, now, but do YOU?

Test yourself.... see how much of it you do know- open Word, or NotePad, or get off the computer for a minute and use a sheet of paper to write down as many parts of the Star-Spangled Banner as you can remember. Then see the real lyrics here. (Obviously I don't expect anyone to know anything past the first verse)

Did you know it? Or were you, like my classmates and I, a little rusty?

entering

I'm entering the DIY custom blog design contest at Makin Cute Blogs.

I'm also entering Ellyn's giveaway of her novel, Torn Heart:

the child at the redbox.

Lately I've been finding the adult American society way too childish for my liking.

Today, I found something that made it even more so.

I shall explain with the story of the child man at the Redbox.

My dad and I went to the Redbox at our local Walgreens to rent some movies today. As we drove up, and I was getting out, some other guy drove up as well. I got out and went to stand in line.

After I'd been standing there a good minute, waiting for the family in front of me to finish, that *$%@# man got out of his car, and went in front of me in line! Just cut me in line!

I'm sure I sound very childish with that last line, but that's about what he did. He acted like a little second grader - you know how standing in lines is so important to little kids.

I didn't say anything. I'm not sure why. Maybe I didn't know what to say. Maybe I just didn't want to sound childish and immature. Maybe I didn't want to... I don't know.

Now I'm regretting that I didn't say anything. That I just let him take advantage of me. Like it doesn't matter that just because I'm a teen, an adult can go and do that to me. People like that make me so mad!

And what's worse, right after my dad and I were done, the same sort of thing was repeated again. A man had been waiting in his car for us to finish, while some other guy drove up and jumped in front of him.

Had that man asked us if he could quickly rent something because he's in a hurry, sure, I'd have let him. Of course. I mean, while we were waiting for the child man to finish, a lady drove up and asked us if she could quickly just return her movie. We said yes.

It's people like that lady who restore my faith in humanity. Thank you, lady with long blond hair. You're amazing.

P.S: I've changed my Blogger username to my real name, Kinga. Also, my last post was very upset-sounding (thanks Brooke for letting me know) so I've decided to delete it. I was sort of frustrated at myself when I wrote it, I guess. So forget everything I said in that post, except that I got Photoshop CS5 Extended for Christmas :)

2011

Usually, when New Year's Eve rolls around, I have two, maybe three 'resolutions' that I attempt to work on for the new year. But, of course, those resolutions are forgotten by February or March.

By the time December comes, I can hardly remember what those resolutions were in the first place, let alone have them implemented in my life.

So this New Year's, while I have many more 'resolutions' than on average, I'm determined to try my best to keep them.

First and foremost, I want to stop blogging so much. 

Blogger - and indeed, graphic design as well - is nothing more than pixels on a screen, yet I spend hours each day online and on the computer. And at the end of each day, I look up and think, what has spending so much time on the laptop given me? What have I accomplished today? The answer - usually - amounts to absolutely nothing. Blogging only takes away from my real life and my relationship with my friends, my family, and, most importantly, God.

I want to become stronger in my faith as a Catholic. 

I want to read my Bible every day and listen to the sermon in church without having my thoughts wander to other subjects. I want this blog to glorify God, even if I lose a few followers along the way, because blogging is about being myself and expressing who I am without caring that somebody out there on a computer doesn't want to read this.

I want to try out a new recipe each month.

I love to bake, but I'm usually too lazy to do so. When I'm not, I stick to the same-old, same-old recipes that I always use. This year, I want to make at least one new dessert each month that I've never made before, and try recipes from different cultures.

I want to write more often.

Maybe I won't be able to do that every day, but I want to keep working on poems and short stories and have a final draft of my NaNoWriMo novel finished by the end of 2011 (and, of course, do NaNo '11 as well).

I need to be content with myself and who I am.

Rather than wishing and praying I could be different, I want to be able to embrace myself as the person I am - even if I'm too skinny, even if I look too young for my age, even if I'm not that pretty. For the last few years, I've been praying that I won't be as skinny and look so young and be so (I'll be blunt here) flat. Now, I've begun to pray instead that I can love myself as who I am, as that skinny little kid who's really almost 14.

I want to find time just enjoying the simple things life has to offer.

 I want to be with my family and with my friends more often.  

Read more often and take more photos (maybe even start a business to sell my photos).

Keep knitting, drawing, and papier-mache-ing (but do it more often).

I want to keep training Kusy and teach him to reliably obey the basic commands. 

Study harder for school and keep up my good grades.

Give gifts generously, be grateful for even the smallest things, and love.

Break

Today, as I was on the bus home, I saw the sky darken into that lovely shade that represents only snow.

I couldn't wait to be out there with my camera to snap a few pictures of the flurries that were getting ready to drift down steadily.

The whole time, though, I was thinking about how I should post these pictures on my blog, write about this on my blog.

And I hate that. I don't want to spend my holidays thinking about blogging. I really don't. So I'm taking a break. If I don't, I'll end up checking Blogger every day, spending hours procrastinating.

I have a high school entrance exam Saturday, and I need to study. I have a project due Monday, and I need to work on it. And if I don't take a break, I'll be procrastinating on Blogger.

So goodbye, friends, for some time. Maybe I'll come back in January. Maybe I'll come back later. Who knows?

I've Been Dreaming of a White Christmas...

Goodness! Where has this time gone! It's been nearly a week since I last posted.

Well, life's been... busy. Since I last blogged....

It snowed! Yes, we got around 3 inches down on the ground, and sticking, last Saturday. I got up early on Saturday, just after six, and went outside to take a few photos. It was still dark, so most of them didn't turn up well. This one did. Before the snow, it didn't seem like December, like Christmas was only a few weeks away. Now, I'm listening to Christmas carols on the radio :)

Kusy had a lot (and I mean a lot) of fun in the snow.

That orange ball is the remains of a Good Cuz. It is missing its legs and no longer squeaks, so we bought him an early Christmas gift of a new, green one. He loves it already :)

I love how crisp and sharp this photo turned out.

Ah, going on a long, trans-Siberian trek with his faithful orange ball...

... and then running insanely throughout the snow-covered yard and the piles of poop that the flurries hide. Oh, joy.

Of course, what snowy day would be complete without hot chocolate and marshmallows?

Note: I just released a digital scrapbooking kit, called Let it Snow, on my design blog, Tabby Cat Designs. It's my first one, so it's not too good. If you'd like to download it, free, go here.

And a special thanks to all of my followers and readers - your comments mean so much to me, they make me smile. Thanks a ton to everyone! If I could, I would give you a free pie or a cookie or a cake, or something :)

Let it Snow!

I could hardly believe my eyes when, on Tuesday afternoon, beautiful white flurries began to drift, ever so slowly, down from the sky like tiny Christmas angels. It was not even December, and I hardly live in an extremely snowy place.

But, there they were: little snowflakes falling like the leaves did a few months back. The flakes were tiny as they drifted across my line of vision, slight. They refused to stick together, to gather into snow that I could shovel.

The sky was that lovely shade of blue perfect for snapping a few photos. Cold bit at my gloveless fingers, but my ears were could not have been warmer.

*Note: this is NOT a fur hat! Zero animals were killed to make it. I checked, specifically. I mean, you couldn't pay me a million dollars to wear something made of real fur, no matter how cozy it seemed.*

It was odd luck that allowed me to capture such a decent-looking self portrait (usually, I look horrible).

Somebody was a little too obsessed with my hat, and wanted to murder it at all costs.

That somebody was also a little freaked out by the slippery, icy deck, and insisted on climbing on top of (and sitting on) the little stool on our porch.

Yesterday, too, it snowed, even harder then it had on Tuesday. It wasn't shovelable, either, but several inches are predicted for this weekend...*cheers*

It is SO hard to believe that not even a week ago, I was able to take these sunny-looking, vibrant colored (and totally unedited except for the watermark) photos:

 These dandelions littered a neighboring lawn, still fully intact even as the weather began to turn into bitter, but refreshing, cold.

I love the bokeh on this stop sign. This photo is so vibrant it is hard for me to believe I took it at the end of November.

Even though no one will see the leaf that left this imprint, ever again, it has left a legacy that will last for years.

I found a flower bush, still in bloom, and could not resist picking one of the lovely flowers and holding it up to the setting sun.

Sorry for the length of this post - I had way too many photos to post, as I've hardly posted a single picture through all of November. Also, please vote in the poll at right. And thanks to all of my followers - we're up to 75!

Happy holidays everyone, and I hope that you stay warm and cozy this winter.

Things I've Learned From NaNoWriMo

I've done it.

Take a look at my NaNo badge over in my sidebar --------->

Yes! I have officially written 50,000 words in 30 days (well, actually, 26 days)!

I can't believe that I wrote over 6100 words today. That is an all-time, all-life high.

When I signed up for NaNo, I did not didn't really think I would win. It would be just for fun, just to write.

But here I am, amazed. And even though everything I wrote is going to sound like total crap when I read it over and begin to edit come December, at least I managed to pump out 50k words in one month. Even though my actual story has veered, totally and completely, away from the original idea, I still love every word I have written.

I have learned to push myself. To reach the goals I set. To actually set goals for myself.

I have learned to just write, because you can't edit a blank page. To just write, no matter what, because first drafts never get published anyways - it's the fifth, or fifteenth, or even fiftieth, that do.

I have learned not to write too many contractions (I had to keep reminding myself, as I wrote this post, to write I've instead of I have or can't instead of can not).

If anyone asked me about NaNoWriMo, about deciding whether they should participate in it, I would definitely say yes. Even if you do not don't win, it's an exhilarating experience. It's thirty days and nights of literary abandon. 

Good luck to all fellow WriMos who aren't done yet- you can do it!

Alphabet Thanks

Last year, I made a post on Thanksgiving listing 26 things I was thankful for - one for each letter of the alphabet. This year, I'm going to do it too. If you'd like to, you're welcome to link up:

answers, because questions without them are too confusing
bridges, because they link things together
Christ, because He is my Savior
D300, because my Nikon is the best camera ever
exclamation points, because sometimes you need a little joy
fall, because it had an unexplainable beauty that just is
gardens, because even in the middle of a too-big city, they are the retreat in nature that always calms me down
home, because it's where your heart is
in-between, because it's impossible to be perfect
jokes, because laughter is the best medicine
Kusy, because my dog is just so amazing and so loving
love, because I doubt anyone could exist without it
miscellaneous, because, let's face it, not everything fits into a clear-cut category (and not everything should)
NaNoWriMo, because, even while it can be a pain in the backside, it's fun to just let go and write
open doors, because closed ones are uninviting and often hard to open, even if they do harbor some hidden loveliness
pristine beauty, because we have enough breaths to spare a few
quizzical looks, because they provide amusement (especially when coming from a dog)
running, because it is the kind of freedom only wind streaming in your hair and the rhythmic thuds of your feet on the ground can show you
snow, because winter (and Christmas) would be no fun without it
thunder, because lightning needs a partner in crime
umbrellas, because, young or old, everyone needs to play dress up
very good, because just plain old good doesn't say nearly as much
whimsicality, because sometimes reason can be abandoned
xoxo, because hugs and kisses are better than xylophones ever could be
yellow brick roads, because everyone should go on their own personal trip to Oz
zzzz, because I'm thankful I can sleep, even if it is often cut short by having to wake up for school

What are you thankful for? Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!

Politics

I have never yet met a honest politician who really has the people's best interests at heart.

Correction: I haven't really met many politicians, face to face. But from those about whom I have heard, none are the sort of people I'd trust with governing our country/state/county/city well, equally, and honestly.

Maybe, somewhere, out there, such a politician does exist.

Or maybe not.

Does politics do that to you? Takes an honest person who just wants to better his home, and turns him (or her) into someone who gives pay raises to friends? Someone who lies about themselves to make it seem like they are better citizens and better would-be elected officials? Someone who, during campaign season, blasts ads saying that their opponent is, indeed, a selfish lying stupid fiscally irresponsible dunce (when as a matter of fact each of those terms could be better used to describe that first politician anyways)?

Or is dishonesty what it takes to succeed in the dirty world of politics? If someone who would be willing to lower their own pay as a mayor or other elected official in order to buy better books for poor schools, or to give every family who needs it a substantial meal that is free, would that person just not be elected?

Or, worse, would they be elected, and then turn dishonest, because of the power they hold?

Politics is a frightening world.

A Perfect Combination

Does anyone else listen to music as they write? Anyone?
 
I do. I used to never, ever, ever, EVER listen to music when I was writing. Never, with twenty million capital N's. But now?

Yea. Of course I do. And it's amazing. I find myself being able to churn out more words for NaNo each day if I listen to music streaming very loudly into my ears on my iPod. Without music, I used to pause every few minutes and check my word count, stop every so often to think and try to concentrate, stop and just plain dawdle.

But with music? It covers just about every annoying sound that exists so that I can just concentrate and smash out words on my laptop. Just write and write and write and write without caring that my dog is whining for attention or that the vacuum cleaner is running or, hey, is that a tornado outside? (Joking about that last one)

Like, today, I have not only reached the required cumulative and daily word count - I'm above it! That is so exciting because, for the record, I've usually been behind the goal. Plus, I am more than HALFWAY through the 50,000 words! Yay!

But it has to be the right music. Through the past couple of days I have developed my perfect Writing Playlist. It has songs that inspire me to pound everything out:

Playlist.com didn't have a couple of the songs in my playlist (ELT by Wilco, Johhny Johnny by Avalanche, Land of make believe by Buck Fizz, and the version of Sound of Silence by Audiofeels).

PS: Check out my footer navigation buttons (Home, Older Posts, Newer Posts). I just customized them so that they are images instead of just plain old words.

Writing Madly

When I signed up for NaNoWriMo, I never expected it to be so darn fun. It is, and so exciting, exhilarating, and.... wow. Just wow.

I finally have the inspiration to just write, without worrying about whether this makes sense or this doesn't. In the course of 11 days, my story has changed so much from what I'd thought it would be. I've found the plot veering totally away from anything even remotely resembling my original idea. Suddenly one character is dead and there is a little romance stirring up (that last one was sort of inevitable, it's something I've wanted to write about for ages).

I am the one typing the words, but those words - they control me. I obey them and follow what they will me to do, and that weaves the story.

I feel like calling my main character, Vesna, on the phone and chatting about what our worlds are like and how they are so vastly different . I'd love to hear what she'd have to say, but of course, that would be all up to me. And I'm excited to keep writing and adding onto my story.

So, goodbye for now. I am 4,610 words behind and chugging strongly to catch up. Good luck to all fellow writers!

Procrastination

Here, I am, procrastination.You are way too addicting. Waaaaaay too addicting.

I mean, I really should be working on NaNo. I'm just about 4,000 words behind. But instead, I am doing random blogging stuff that doesn't do me, or anyone, any good (or do anyone anything at all).

Plus, I've sort of hit a blank in my writing. I was furiously typing, typing, typing, typing... until I looked up and thought, WTF? Where am I going? This makes zero sense. And where did this come from?

To put it shortly, what I've wrote is total and complete crap. Most of it, at least. I try not to edit in between writing, but sometimes, the inner me takes over.... *grins sheepishly*.... and turns out what I wrote is the most random words ever strung together by a 13-year-old girl.

But then I realize that NaNoWriMo isn't about writing picture-perfect, cookie-cutter sort of stories. (It also isn't about writing crap). NaNo is all about writing, and just being motivated to scrawl down some words whether they end up erased or published or just stay sitting there.

So I am off, friends, to continue my attempt at 50,000 words in just 23 more days.

*PS: I have decided that everyone who enters/has entered my giveaway will win a prize (a complete makeover). 

NaNoWriMo 2010

I signed up for NaNoWriMo this year, hoping to be inspired and write.

I had been bursting with ideas for the past few weeks, and raring to get going. Thinking, 'November, just get here already!'

But now that November has got here......

Well, welcome, writer's block! It just arrived at this very, very opportune moment of November first.

I only managed to get a few lines down before my mind hit a total and complete blank. I can barely find the words to write this darn blog post! I don't even know if what I wrote is relevant to my novel-to-be or not:

  

"Somewhere in the coming night, a girl’s bicycle crashed to a stop.

Somewhere, hands circled a neck and squeezed, squeezed till their grip failed – till they and the head that neck had supported fell limply to the side. 

Somewhere, a scream pierced the darkness and tears of disbelief fell like suicide. 

And somewhere, somehow, the girl got up and mounted her bicycle, unaware of what the world had become."

I only hope that I will get inspired soon! In the meantime, as I try to focus on writing, I am taking a break from Blogger. I may occasionally check in and read your blogs, but not every day. Good luck, fellow WriMos! 


(PS: Buddy me!)