Apr 24

I'm Sorry for Being Addicted

I'm sorry for being addicted.
To my friends,
To people I care about,
To socializing.

I'm sorry it's taking over my life. 
My passing college grades,
The praise from my teachers,
My reputation amung my peers,
The novel I wrote,
The ones I'm still writing,
The short stories that are published,
My comics,
My art
Are all solid evidence of how helplessly roped in I am.

I'm sorry I spend my own free time how I want to.
That these people make me happy,
That they help me when I'm panicking, 
That my anxiety and depression have all but disappeared.

I'm sorry for wanting to spend time with them.
That I'd climb a mountain for them,
That I'd overcome my greatest fears to be with them.

I'm sorry I care about other human beings and enjoy their time.
I'm sure you have people in your life that you care about.
Jan 30

Planting Children

A/N: I wrote this story for the creative writing class I'm taking this semester. I had to base a <1,800 word story based on a specific picture. The final product is 1,781 words long and length was definitely my biggest struggle. How are you supposed to write short stuff?

The concept was simple, the execution, not so much. It was something out of a science fiction movie.
Dec 07

The Most Important Thing About Writing

Dec 06

I'm on Youtube!

Nov 24

Gems- epilogue (nanowrimo draft)

A/N: I'm not even sure if I'm going to include this in the final draft shruggety HECK I FORGOT TO PUT #Gems ON THE LAST CHAPTER

Eddie pressed himself up against the wall and avoided a groan. He was so done doing the impossible. Get over your parents’ death, be happy, create a weapon that can pierce through the strongest thing in the universe, break into and then escape the most secure location known on the planet. It was always him.
Nov 24

Gems chapter 34- Aiden (nanowrimo draft)

A/N: There are legit tears in my eyes as I post this holy rhododendron or however you spell that I've been working on this for four years and... it's... it's over..................................................... #Gems

I woke up because my bed was on fire.
The next thing I heard was people screaming, which was a good and normal reaction to have to a flaming bed.
The next thing I heard was Heather’s voice. “Sorry, so sorry! We told them they weren’t allowed in, but they never listen to us.”
I was so stunned I couldn’t scream. The fire was warm to the point of being a little uncomfortable, but it didn’t hurt, my clothes weren’t catching on fire, and my skin wasn’t getting extra crispy. At first, I wondered if I had become invincible or something, but then Puddijello jumped up onto my chest, which hurt a lot.
“Ow!” I yelped. “Puddijello, no! You’re too heavy!”
Nov 24

Gems chapter 33- Josh (nanowrimo draft)

A/N: This is probably the chapter I've struggled with the most wowy #Gems

After my first strike on the fog, it suddenly sped up. It was slowly gaining ground, and I found myself backing away more and more. A nervous crowd watched me work from a distance, but most people were just trying to get away as fast as possible. I was gathering up another wave of water when lightning struck. Zack stood right in between me and the fog. I released the water around me. “Get out of the way.”
Zack didn’t budge. “No.”
I was surprised that I wasn’t surprised. “Why not? That fog is trying to kill thousands of people. I have to hold it back. If you don’t move, I’ll hit you, too.”
“The fog is an extension of Meo. If you attack it, you hurt him.”
Nov 22

Gems chapter 32- Heather (nanowrimo draft)

A/N: I accidently switched around two chapters so if you already read this you probably have to go to chapter 31 for the new update 

Travelling above the forest instead of through it was a lot faster. I was going as fast as I could. Strangely enough, the wind rushing past me didn’t make my eyes sting or water. I guess having the power of flight would be pretty useless if you couldn’t see every time you went fast.
The southern edge of the forest finally appeared, with Anna-Claire’s cabin sitting on the edge. I touched down in front of it and knocked on the door. Hopefully she was there.
The door opened a crack, paused a moment, and then opened further. Anna-Claire blocked the entryway, looking as cold as ever. “Heather. What are you doing here?”
Nov 21

Gems chapter 31- Zack (nanowrimo draft)

A/N: I accidentally posted some chapters in the wrong order so if you're confused that's why sorry

I watched the city below and tried to ignore the fact that Josh, Heather, and Aiden didn’t really trust me anymore. I wasn’t supposed to care what they thought. It was Domic’s fault that I cared about them at all. They were all going to die by the end of the century, anyways. My memory was better than a human’s, but not perfect recall. Eventually I would forget about them. There was no reason to care.
Aiden’s arrival had slowed the fog down, but it hadn’t disappeared. Devarus had a good hold on Meo, or maybe it had been too long since Meo last saw Aiden. I hoped it was the first.
Nov 20

Gems chapter 30- Aiden (nanowrimo draft)

Teleporting felt weird because it felt like nothing at all. One second I was on the ground, then suddenly I was on the roof of a tower covered in fog except the small corner my friend and I were standing in. I was still confused about what to call him. Zack? Diamond? Zamond? Diamack? Everyone had too many names.
I scrambled away from Diamond and the fog as much as I could without falling off the edge of the tower. It was a long way down. I was afraid of heights.
“Calm down,” Diamond said. “I know this is scary, but you’re the only one who can stop Meo right now.”
I tore my eyes away from the far away ground and looked at him. “Me? Since when could I do anything? Why won’t you explain what’s going on?”
“I think Meo should tell you that.” Diamond pointed at the fog. “He’s in the center. It won’t hurt you.”
I threw my hands up in frustration. “That makes no sense at all! I’ve been in that fog before. It hurts a lot, ok?”