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<description>I&#039;m a weird, geeky girl. I love reading and writing, and I love animals. This is my place to write about me, my thoughts, and how I, and my writing have changed over the years. Please take a look around. Comments are always appreciated. </description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 21:25:00 -0500</pubDate>
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<title>NaNoWriMo Troubles Already</title>
<description>In a last desperate attempt she put her iPod on shuffle and decided to take a different path than usual. Turning the corner she walked slowly, listening to songs she had not heard in ages and&amp;nbsp; thinking thoughtfully of why she could not come up with any inspiration - or enthusiasm . Then, she caught her breath. There, just across the street from her there was a little corner of the world where the grass was hidden from veiw by a layering of leaves - pink and orange and red blending to make an unmatched hue of peace and calm.
The tree above still held some of it's precious leaves, which created a roof of the same color. And there, dancing and spinning and twirling in joy was Maud - her muse.&amp;nbsp; She looked enviously as she walked past, thinking of all the ideas waiting there with Maud, and thinking of her characters - wishing the feeling would never leave. But as she looked to the left of her, there was inspiration too. Was it possible to have two muses, she wondered? For there, alongside the cool gray stone mansion,&amp;nbsp; surrounded by pale green grass was another muse - different, but just as inspiring - sitting atop a small pile of small boulders, with a carpet of yellowing leaves at his feet. 
That could be Callan's manor, she thought happily. 
She walked up and down the street for several more minutes - then took a quick stroll down the middle of a street. It was then that it hit her - or rather, Emily appeared again. For the first time in a year Emily was before her again - begging for a second chance. Willing - even - to become older, wiser, more mature; and, to take a friend along - a chum. 
But her authoress could not decide. She had promised Callan a last try - he deserved one, didn't he? But how, oh how! was she to write a book for which she had no inspiration, no motivation - and very little desire?

The above is a creative, rather coded way of saying that I am torn between several stories - Emily's, Callan's and then Bayards (he wasn't mentioned in the above :D). I have no idea which story to do and NaNo is only two days away! *screams*

Should I write a brief summery of each? I think I will:

&quot;Callan's&quot; Story
Adrianna has loved to sing from an early age, but she doesn't love her family knowing. Shy of doing it in front of them she goes everyday to the town center to preform with her friends, who call themselves the 'Carnelian Faeys'. Her dream is to preform for the king, but her closest family and even some of her friends don't think she can. Now, torn between her desire to prove them wrong and her deepest wish that her family would know and support her, will she make the right decision? And what Callan, her good friend? Is he really just a friend, or something very more?

 Emily's Story

 Emily was a normal teenage girl - well, if you can consider an authoress normal, that is. She had her her school work, her hobbies, her music, her friends and of course, her writing. Until - that is - her characters and her muse materialized. Other people could see them now - sounds great, right? Not great. They don't listen to a word she says. They're falling in love with other characters, buying apartments and all but a few loyal ones are completely disregarding all she says. On top of that nobody believes that she's the one who actually created them, not even her best friend, Alex. But what'd she expect? Being an authoress just wouldn't be the same without everyone thinking you're crazy! 

Bayard's Story

Bayard's story takes place in a very Edwardian culture, but in a fictional world. He's been best friends with Isolda since they were children, but now it's more than that. The only problem is, she loves a mutual friend of theirs. On top of that she's deathly ill. He wants to help her so badly, but how can he? 

It's mostly the first two I'm wrestling between. This is my last chance to save Callan, but I'm not inspired for his story, and I am for Emily's. Besides that, I'm not sure if I even want to save Callan's story anymore, but I can't bare to let go of it! Any sugestions would be great!

~ Katie



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<pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 21:25:00 -0500</pubDate>
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<title>Autum Inspiration</title>
<description>Marina stood in the clearing looking to the skies. They were a deep, rich blue tainted here and there with pale blue clouds passing swiftly by on the same wind which played with Marina's hair. The leaves rustled in the wind - a sound like pipes and fiddles from deep in the forest - while a few scattered acorns fell to the ground like drums. But the sound of the wind it's self was most beautiful - the sound of a clear, deep woman's voice singing word undistinguished to most beings being in the ancient woodland tongue.
&quot;And to think such disrespectful, stupid things as humans cut trees down to warm their huts!&quot; Mariana half sighed for sorrow, half growled for anger, &quot;they don't know what they miss! They don't know of your songs - of your souls!&quot;
The trees did not answer her, though - they never did during their songs.

That, my friends, is the result of a ten minute Write-Or-Die. I wanted to reassure myself that I still have some creative ability to write - not just edit. For those of you who may wish to know - Mariana is a nymph, and I may end up doing a story about her for November since I've wanted to write a story about a nymph for some time. 

~ Katherine</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 20 Aug 2009 23:18:00 -0500</pubDate>
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<title>These Months of Much Anticipation</title>
<description>These months of much anticipation have returned. September is nearly upon us and NaNoWriMo has updated their web badges! The site won't be reset until October, but in just one week we can say next month!

Fall has finally decided to start coming, and with it I have found myself constantly thinking of last Fall. I have become addicted to Mummers Dance and All Souls Night - two of my favorite songs from back then, and tonight I re-discovered one of the advantages of living her, a natural wonder of which I think I am the only one in my family to know about. The beauty of the night. 

Last Fall before bed almost every night I would take my iPod, put on a good inspiring song (like aforesaid Lorenan McKennitt songs) and just stand on my balcony looking up and feeling the breeze on my face as it blew my hair out and played with it. The trees acordingly look darker at night than they do durring the day, along with the sky and the clouds as they move swiftly on the wind. All around is very quiet - a rare phanamanon in my neighborhood - and it's just very peaceful. I can distincly remember one GOOD scene I wrote last November because of the inspiration I had got that night. I would post it now, but it is badly in need of editing, so I won't. Instead I'll just fade away now &quot;into the west.&quot; (oook... that was random - it just popped into my head)

~ Katie</description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 19 Aug 2009 23:22:00 -0500</pubDate>
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<title>Summer of Fun</title>
<description>Summer is over, well, almost over. Heather has come, and in a matter of hours, she'll leave again. I started getting depressed about it on Monday - when Molly and Anna went home - and after that flip-flopped between happy that I'll soon have a normal schedule again, and wondering what in the world I shall do without my SOS here. Thankfully I think I am finally making up my mind, and I thank God that it's the latter - a much less depressed way to say goodbye.

Summer is nice, to an extent, but I miss my sweaters and jeans, and I miss my schedule. You may find this odd, but I get more written during the school year than I do during the summer. Maybe it's like Chris Baty said: if you have nothing to do but write, you'll do everything but write. In the summer it's easy to put off &quot;I'll do it later - I have plenty of time!&quot; but during the school year I know that if I don't write in the morning first thing, I'll have to wait until school is done - so I do.

The one thing summer is good for is inspiration. This summer I have been blackberry picking, to a cute little town with many old buildings and antique shops that were just perfect for inspiration, I got to explore some woods, walk along a dirt road, watch my uncle shoo a bat out of the house, and see a little what it is like to run an &quot;inn.&quot; I got to go to Bristol Renaissance Fair with my best friends and watched a joust in the rain. I got to go to the beach and get inspiration for writing about the ocean, met my SOS IRL and give her a hug. And then I got to run through the woods at the neighborhood park and climb trees with her in dress up clothes. It's been a full, fun summer, and now I just want to crawl back into my stories like a hermit crab into their shell and write. 

Hopefully I'll get to work on that after Heather leaves today.

~ Katie</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 13 Aug 2009 07:22:00 -0500</pubDate>
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<title>Maturing</title>
<description>Sometimes I feel perfectly content wih myself - just he way I am, other times I feel as if Im growing up too fast for my own liking. this afternoon I felt the latter. I'm not the same as I was the time last year. I don't scream about GOOd stuff as much as I used to, I don't play dress-up as much as I used to, and I take my writing more seriously now. I feel more solomn, and I seem to have more wories than I did last year - maybe I just don't remember my worries from last year... I don't know, I just miss having fun with my writing. 
That's why I'm taking a break from editing after I finish the chapter I'm workin on - to work on some fun random scenes.
This isn't the nice, poetic pondering post I meant to write, but then, it's rather hard to type on my moms iPhone. I honk I'll see I can call Molly now.
~ Katie</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 31 Jul 2009 19:14:00 -0500</pubDate>
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<title>Update</title>
<description>Well I was going to write a nice, long entry, but I called Molly instead (:D) and now only have time for a quick update in few words.

Lately my life has included:

School: we don't get out for two more weeks yet, after this week.
Archery: loving Carries new bow and arrow, and trying to get my parents to get/help me get my own.
Ivanhoe: well, not really, but I did read some today, and Locksely reminds me of archery. I love that guy! *hugs him and considers adopting him as her big brother as well*
Writing: Supposed to be working on Isolda, but not much, and nothing in order, so there is no more for anyone to read (if you want more, you'd best get on my, and use what ever pestering power you have or I'm not sure when you shall get more). And doing some pre-third-draft-work on Audra. Character sketches, and such, with a work book my dad got me to help. Writing A Break Out Novel, I am really liking it so far, as well as Self Editing For the Fiction Writer, which is not a work book.
A New Schedule: Which I just came up with today, and will be trying out tomorrow. It is to help me get all my writing work, school work, devotional work and sleep I need done. I have been stressed out this week, fretting about everything I'm not doing, even though I'm doing something that needs doing. And it has not been fun, hopefully this schedule will help. *should probably get to bed soon as that is one of the things on her new schedule*
June: I can't believe it's already June. Next month I'm going to BM. Next moth Celtic Woman's new album, Isle of Hope comes out, and I'll finally be able to listen to those beautiful songs I heard at the concert, again. Next month the new Psych's come out (one of my fav TV shows) as well as the last season of Monk (another fav TV show). And in two months Heather will come to visit. A few months ago it seemed like all this would never come, and now I am on the verge of it all. O.O
Crazy About This Girl: I have been listening to this song a lot ever since finding it on an Anne and Gil video on YouTube, and now I have it stuck in my head.

&quot;And on that random note I bid you good night,&quot; or something like that. Good night all! I'll let you know how the new schedule works out! (if you even care, that is....)

~ The Weird Lady Katie</description>
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<pubDate>Wed,  3 Jun 2009 22:09:00 -0500</pubDate>
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<title>Stressing out!</title>
<description>I feel the need to rant.

I am totally stressing out about - everything. 

This Summer will be the busiest Summer I've ever had before. 

I have to plan when Molly and I are going to go to BM, when Heather is coming (well that's mostly planned) and when I'm going to meet Anna, which depends on when Molly and I go to BM. 

*screams*

Then in July I I am going to be going to Bristol Renaissance Fair with Sylvia, Tinuviel, Eni, Mister Cool, Maddie, the whole group, really. That means I have to get a renaissance gown before then, which means I have order it sometime in June. My parents owe me the money from almost a year of no allowences (we both forget) but I worry about actually getting it between:
a) Me forgetting to make them sit down and order it, or me procrastinating
b) Them having the time to sit down and help we when I finally do remember, or stop procrastinating
c) Me actually remembering on pay day, no in right before pay day when my parent's will tell me to wait until pay day.

Besides that there is a bunch of stuff I want to get for my bunny. The poor thing has been sitting cooped up in a cage in the basment most of the Winter. I feel so bad, and I want to spend much more time with him this Summer - well, Fall and Winter too, but I can take him outside in the Summer. If I ever get a play pen for him that is.... That's the other thing. I want to get him a play pen, new cage (his is falling apart and it is a huge pain to clean!)&amp;nbsp; and several agilitiy things for him. Rabbits can do agility, and I want to teach him. It will be a good way for me to spend time with him, and it will give him something constructive to do. But to do that I have to have a playpen for him.

When I usualy get stressed about things my philosophy is - hide. I dive head long into my stories and forget about all my problems. But that's pretty hard to do when my story is a part of the problem. 

*sighs*

For those of you who don't know yet, I am re-writing Audra. Again. It has to high a concentration of romance. Not to say I have too much romance, I just need some other kind of plot to go with the romance. So I am re-re-writing it. I want to have it done before NaNo, so all it needs is editing, but I worry about getting done in time. Especially when I can't work on it till June 20th. 

*sighs again*

Heather made me give her Emeric for a month. She says I need a break. I know I do, but I don't have time for one! I guess I'm like my dad like that, I just want to work on it non-stop until it's done, a plan that often causes a lot of stress...

So that is my life right now. Stressed. I need my bunny....

*goes to see what is for breakfast*

~ Lady Katie</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 21 May 2009 09:22:00 -0500</pubDate>
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<title>Happy Birthday SOS!</title>
<description>Emma Woodhouse had one, Jane Austen had one, and so did C.S. Lewisl a friend several years older who served as a mentor and encourager. For Emma it was her nurse maid, Mrs. Weston, For Jane Austen it was her older sister, Casandra, and for C.S. Lewis it was his friend, John Ronald Reuel Tolkien. For me it's my blogging friend, and older sister in Christ, Heather. 

Before meeting her I never would have thought it possible to be such good friends with someone I met online, and I never would have thought it possible to be this close with anyone else but Molly. She encourages me to do better every day, and I know she'll be there when ever I need her. She makes me feel loved and needed everyday!

I was such a little brat when we first met, but she managed to see through that, for which I am eternally grateful. Our friendship started on a writing basis. We helped each other with our stories, and encouraged each other, giving that push that was needed when we were feeling low. But now our friendship is so much deeper! It's because of her that I've finished both Ecclisiastes and Phillipians in just two weeks. I know that sounds like a while for two such short books, but for someone who used to run away from a disscusion about the bible, much less ever read it, that's huge!

She is always there to lead me back onto the &quot;strait and narrow path&quot; when ever I start to stray to the left or to the right, and I know I can always count on her.

She truly is an older sister to me, and I want to wish her an absolutely wonderful &quot;sixteenth&quot; birthday today!

Happy birthday, SOS! 

*hugs*

~ Katie</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 15 May 2009 19:43:00 -0500</pubDate>
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<title>I- I did it!</title>
<description>I did it! The second draft of Audra is done! 

*laughs, cries and dances around the room*

I am so happy! The plot has changed a lot, but I like it better, and it's shorter than I was planning, but I'll remedy that when I do the third draft.

For anyone who wants to read it you can here.

~ Lady Katie</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 23 Apr 2009 06:53:00 -0500</pubDate>
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<title>Tagged</title>
<description>I was tagged by my sister:

The Body Wash You Use/Like Is: I'm not particular. 

The Lotion You Use/Like Is: I usually don't, though I'm supposed to be using this special prescription lotion for my exima...

The Tooth Past You Use/Like Is: Something with baking soda in it... *is too lazy to go look*

The Face Wash You Use/Like Is: That Neutrogena black head stuff. :D *is very good with names*

The Shampoo You Use/Like Is: I think I'm going to try that Sunsilk&amp;nbsp; anti-poof again... It worked pretty well... 

The Hair Product You Use/Like Is: Leave in conditioner, and a lot of it!

The Nail Polish You Use/Like Is: Nail polish? I haven't the patience! (Ugh! I sound like Heather! Not that that is a bad thing! :D)

The Nail Polish Remover You Like/Use Is: Letting it slowly chip away little by little! *laughs evilly*

~ Katie
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<pubDate>Wed, 15 Apr 2009 18:04:00 -0500</pubDate>
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