If I am going to be perfectly honest I’d have to say that I drafted this blog post during one of my lectures this afternoon. Yes, I know I should have been taking notes, but it at least looked like I was. I sit towards the back and text my sister back in America or doodle song lyrics in my notebook. Don’t worry I can still give a general outline of the lecture. But today I chose to spend the two-hour slot drafting a post on What To Do When You Don’t Know What To Write (really long title I know so I shortened it later). Continue reading
I have to admit, sometimes the state of the hearts and minds around me in the world discourages me. A few weeks ago we were doing an exercise in our script writing class about themes. It was close to the deadline for our submission and we had to go around and summarize our project in one word, giving the overall theme of the story. The teacher said, “When people walk out of the building after seeing this what are they going to say it was about?” Continue reading
It’s one of those rainy days. The good ones. Like the ones when I was younger where I would stay in my room and find my copy of Inkheart by Cornelia Funke to read for hours and hours. I’m not sure why, but it was always my rainy day go-to book. I think it was because of the way the book starts in the first chapter. With the rain on the window. I love it. Continue reading
Time. Sometimes I wish it would pass faster than it does. Like when I miss people or places and can’t wait to return to them. Or when I’m looking forward to something that will happen too far in advance, like moving into a new house later this fall. I just wish time would move quicker, so I can get to that point faster, see the people I miss now. Continue reading
So I’d been back home in North Carolina for a few days when I finally did it. The idea of coloring my hair had been in the back of my mind for maybe a few years now and that fact had started to bug me a little. Why couldn’t I just do it? Continue reading
I really enjoy a nice warm cup of tea in the evenings now (I blame England). And because of this, one thing after another has led me to discover I am a very easily distracted person as well as the fact that I just avoid humanity sometimes. Continue reading
For some reason I have never known the name of my favourite flower. Weird, I know. It’s come up before over the years, when someone will ask what my favourite is and I’d have to say I didn’t know. And after said conversation I would always resolve to look it up online as soon as possible so that this question could be resolved. However that never happened. I always forgot. And this cycle would repeat over and over.
Until today. I happened to see a picture online and went ‘That’s it! That one. I like that one.’ And the caption helped me out a bit. Continue reading