15 July 2017

The Tree Folk (pt. 2)



Who's ready for part two?!

I am so happy to have received the feedback I did for part one. Thank you so much to those who commented and suffered through that post sending out like 8 times. -.-

You make my day. <3

Alright, let's get on with it, shall we? Last time we saw Sienna she was being mummified by vines. Let's see if she can figure out what's going on and get herself out of this mess...

- - -

They dragged her along, the three of them chattering in warbled voices. She strived to understand, to grasp at information that would give her the knowledge she’d need to navigate the situation. But for the most part, it sounded like birds chirping together in an intense commutative soprano.

She tried not to panic. Because the more she did, the more moss she snuffed up her nose.

Eventually, the tweeting stopped and the air around her stiffened. They stopped dragging her along the ground, and the few moments of silence that followed were deafening.

They cut the bindings around her arms and legs, leaving her head, wrists and ankles encased. Her breathing slowed. This was okay. She was going to be okay.

“Stay there,” someone spoke, and she held her breath as their shadow passed over her face. Slowly, the vines were peeled from her eyes, and she stared up into a brown face.

Literal brown. Muddy brown.

His eyebrows looked like twigs and his eyes were deep set and harsh. Hair flopped into his face and when he moved toward her, she screamed.

“Quiet! I can’t bring you death, but I will rip out your vocal chords!”

She shut her mouth.

He said something in an odd language. Like he was relaxing. He looked at something past her. “We are ready for the Elder.”

Sienna was hoisted onto her feet, ankles unbound and arms held so tight she had to bite back a yelp. Two men guided her through the foliage, the tips of leaves greeting her cheek and brow.

They broke through on the other side, revealing that the sky above was clear. Before her, rooted deep into the ground, was an old oak.

“Let the child come closer,” a deep voice called.

Sienna looked around as her arms were released. Come closer? To what? There was only the…

“To me.”

The voice came from beyond the tree. It had to have. She stepped over exposed roots as she traveled closer, fingers brushing against the bark of the tree.

“That’s close enough, thank you.”

The voice was right before her. The voice belonged to the tree.

“I am Eden. Welcome to the Folk forest.”

08 July 2017

The Tree Folk (pt. 1)

There's something I haven't done in a long time.

And that is, share a story.

I've written loads for you guys over the years, but when it comes to novels, I'm always -- hm, what's the proper word for it? -- terrified to share what I've written. Mostly because I get this notion like it needs to be edited and make sense and I need to reread it and *brain overloads and nothing gets done*

BUT NOT TODAY!

Okay, well, I did edit this but that's beside the point. I'm sharing a snippet of a current WIP, my dear friend, and I am entrusting its growth to you. :)

Without further ado...

- - -


“Stupid Craig and his stupid rules and his stupid protein bars and—AGH! GO AWAY BUG. And his stupid trooper scarf thing! Well here you go, Craig!” She ripped the bandana off her throat, stomping on it for good measure. “There! Now find me!”

The forest around her was eerily quiet.

She turned around in a circle, a small breeze brushing her arms. She watched as it made the leaves on the trees sway.

Silence was her friend as she stood in the forest, fuming and disappointed. A branch snapped in the distance and she whirled toward the sound, hoping it was Craig so she could continue yelling at him. But the figure before her wasn’t Craig. It was much too tall and broad. Its eyes were a sharp amber yellow that glowed from within, brightening the wrinkles around its sockets.

Sienna froze, convinced she’d stirred up a hostile creature. She tried to remember what the best thing to do was when you were confronted by a panther—or whatever it was that glared at her through the trees. The angry knot in her stomach transitioned to fear when the figure was joined by two more.

She ran.

Around the trees, over logs, through piles of leaves. She stirred dust in her wake as she sprinted, panting heavily and almost in tears. Something heavy snatched her feet from under her and she went down, her palms and chin cutting into soft earth. Scratchy thick vines encased her ankles, and she could not tell in her panic whether they were traveling up her legs or if that was just her mind. The vines encased her, mummifying her with just enough room to breathe in dirt and moss. She had a partial view of the branches above her head, the sun barely breaking through their barricade over the forest floor. For eternity she lay there, until the glowing eyes came into view.

When she screamed there was no sound.

- - -

What did you think, friend? I know, I know, it's dramatic. But I'm sure you would question if it was truly me who wrote it if it wasn't. ;)

Let me know what you think in the comments below! Do you want more? Less? Something different altogether? While you're down there, comment the word "bookish" if you made it this far into the post. ;)

I love hearing from you. <3

Toodle-loo for now!

01 July 2017

June 2017

This is a transparent monthly reflection where I take the time to look back, view my progress and make adjustments.

I can sum up the month of June in one word: Unprepared.

A lot of things happened and though I'd love to complain about them, I need to move on and make adjustments.

Here is how my June went. :)

Monthly Project: Survive helping out at my church's camp.

Monday through Wednesdays from 8AM to 4PM 5 to 5:30PM. I had no idea I was volunteering for something that's equivalent to a part-time job (only exponentially harder because I'm horrible with kids). But as much as it's stressed me out, it's also opened my eyes the lives of others.

The kids I've been working with are bright, creative and loving. Gosh, all they do is love. Because that's what they crave. Someone who will love them back.

I think this is a small taste of what Jesus felt when God sent Him to earth. He saw all the broken souls and felt moved to love each and every one -- to the point where He sacrificed His own life. I am struck speechless...

Health → Exercise 3 days/week, drink 65oz. water/day

Exercise: 19/13* (146%)

Notes: If teaching kids to dance counts as exercise, I for sure overqualified for this. I mean, these dances get my heart pumping and my lungs wheezing. And then they ask CAN WE DO IT AGAIN? Yeesh. Who knew kid dances could help out with cardio? ;)


Water: 25/30 (83%)

Notes: It's become a habit to drink more water -- to the point where if I go more than 20 minutes without taking a sip, my throat dries out. O.o

Finances → Grow

June Income: $480

Notes: Sadly, circumstances and life meant I had to sell my tickets to see Twenty One Pilots... but at least I made a profit on them! :}

Career → Prep book for publication

Edit daily: 3/30 (10%)

Notes: You would think with 4 free days a week I would have this editing thing down. But life happens. I definitely want to apply myself more to my personal projects, but there's always someone who needs help or I just don't feel like doing it...

Anyone have any tips that get you motivated to edit a manuscript?

Personal/Spiritual Development → Have a quiet time every morning

I didn't track this

Notes: I strived to do this toward the end of the month, in the morning before going to camp where I would have to maintain my composure around 24 screaming children. It helped. Just spending fifteen minutes journaling, studying a verse or two and planting it in my heart really softened me. I could feel God working throughout the day, in me and others. I am so, so thankful.

Play/Recreation → Write 600+ words/day

How many days this month I wrote: 8/30 (27%)

Notes: Disappointing, yes, but understandable. I think this is a prediction for how the whole summer is going to go, really.

Service → Post on my blog (at least) once a month.

I posted this month on Self Known: Yes!! Here are the links:


Notes: Thank you thank you thank you thank you for being so incredibly supportive. YOU ARE SO AMAZING AND I WISH I COULD GIVE YOU A HUG!


June Favorites

  • See
    • Ouran High School Host Club - I loved this to the point where I could try to sneak in a few minutes of an episode while I was in the bathroom at my church camp. #noshame
  • Touch
    • My hair - I cut it a while ago and yet I still like to feel how short it is. o.O
  • Hear
    • Spotify Premium
  • Taste
    • Flourless chocolate cake
    • Chipotle
    • Peppermint gum
  • Smell
    • Cocoa
  • Wear
    • My "uniform" - My church tee and "mid thigh" shorts
  • READ
    • Lord of Shadows by Cassandra Clare (In progress BECAUSE IT'S LIKE 800 PAGES WUT)

How was your month, friend? Do you have any music suggestions for me? What do YOU do to motivate yourself to edit your writing? I'd love to hear from you!

29 June 2017

Creativity in Us


What first comes to mind when someone says they are "creative?"


Do you think of an artist with a paintbrush? An author writing a book? Do you think of a jewelry maker or a make-up artist? A graphic or video game designer? Perhaps a lifestyle blogger?

I'll be honest, I've caught myself defining someone "creative" as anyone who has an aesthetic Instagram feed. But when you really think about it, there's so much more to it than that.

Creativity comes in many different styles.


For instance, in my father, creativity is in what he does around the house. How he presents gifts to my mother, buys special treats for us kids and always hugs us before he leaves.

In my mother, it's her baked goods and secret outings that almost always seem to involve food. It's the way she goes the extra mile to make sure each one of her children is prepared for the world.

And it's not limited to just that. Creativity is in everything everyone does. (That statement makes me feel as though I've discovered a profound universal truth.)

Creativity doesn't define us. We define creativity.


I don't think creativity is bound to a certain liberal arts school or a career solely dedicated to crafting with pottery. Creativity is a factor that lives within us all -- and it breathes to its own, personalized rhythm.

What do you believe about creativity? 

22 June 2017

I Don't Want To Be...

My mother says that people serve as an example - of what to be and what not to be.


These are traits I've observed - in myself and others - and used to decide what I want not to be.

Before I begin I'd like to acknowledge the fact that yes, we're all human. Yes, everyone imperfect. Yes, everyone has rough days where they show parts of themselves that may not be entirely true. But I believe everything can be used as a lesson to help you and me become better at this crazy thing called Life. :)

I don't want to be...


  1. Passionate to the point where I don't bother to stop and listen to the people around me and what their perspectives are.
  2. Uncouth.
  3. Afraid to be silly.
  4. Afraid to laugh.
  5. Afraid to talk.
  6. So focused on myself that everything people say to me is taken personally.
  7. The one who has to make everything about themselves.
  8. Holding on to the past for so long that it's a literal weight I carry around with me and use as a crutch to dictate my life.
  9. Unbearable.
  10. Sharp and nasty when I feel sharp and nasty.
  11. So involved with my online life that it controls everything else.
  12. The one who looks up to find that world has moved on without her.
  13. Broken.
  14. Unbroken.
  15. Controlled by numbers.
  16. Bad at sharing.
  17. Scared of small talk.
  18. Anxious.
  19. Cocky.
  20. Forgettable.
  21. Controlled by aesthetics.
  22. The one who places herself in a cookie cutter mold.
  23. Focused on the future to the point where I forget the past.
  24. Normal.
  25. A pushover.
  26. Opinionated to the point where everything turns into an argument.
  27. Closed off.
  28. Alone.


What's something you DON'T want to be?


15 June 2017

7 Ways To Shine a Spotlight on Your Inspiration


(an upgraded post)


1. Blogs

There are so many insanely awesome and inspiring blogs out there. There are blogs about writing, blogs about creative lifestyles, and even blogs about on blogs. It's truly amazing how accessible new creators are.

Action: Surf the web for blogs centered around your favorite things - Passions, hobbies, or newfound interests.

2. Books

From fiction to non-fiction, books are entryways into new worlds and knowledge. You'll find inspiration and enjoy a good story as well. Delve into the plot while developing attachments to the main characters. If the book is well written, this should come easily.

Action: Find at least one book you think is interesting. My favorites include Everything, Everything by Nicola Yoon and Fangirl by Rainbow Rowell. :)

3. Quotes

Quotes are like motivational strips of words that fit easily in one's "inspirational pocket". Recently I've been collecting the ones that speak to me, writing them down on index cards and taping them to my bedroom walls. Whenever I look up from my computer screen there's something nearby that sparks inspiration, or gets me thinking. Perhaps you could do the same. Search for quotes or small phrases that touch you, and plaster them where you can see. React accordingly.

Action: Whether it be when you're scrolling through Pinterest or walking down the street, be on the lookout for a quote that strikes you to your core and resonates with you. Make sure to write it down.

4. Friends (or strangers...)

Conversations with friends are (sometimes) like fresh breaths of air. Communicating with other human beings allows us to get insight, learn, and even switch perspectives for a little while. And I'm not just talking about communication among friends. Talking to strangers is great. Listening to them is even better. I'm not telling you to stalk and eavesdrop, but when someone nearby is talking, listen. I have found inspiration in just learning the happenings of other's lives, and I bet you will too.

Action: Reach out. Listen. Do something nice for someone else. Ask other people about how they get past their creative blocks.

5. Art

It's time to whip out your old paints and paintbrushes, along with the clay, craft foam, glitter, and whatever else you may have stashed away. Get creative. Go hog wild and make a mess. When you're finished, hang your artwork on the wall, or set it on your desk. Stare at it. Study it. Allow it to inspire you in its imperfect way. Or, if you'd rather not make a big mess, there's always the simple task of Googling "inspiring artworks".

Action: Make good art.


6. Music

Plug your headphones in and take a trip to your iTunes, Spotify or the musical side of YouTube. Music is not only inspiring, it gives you a reason to get up and dance too. When I think of inspirational music, I think of Marina and the Diamonds, Christina Perri, Lorde, and (the ever so angelic) Adam Lambert. Musical tastes do vary from person to person, so if you don't like these artists, search for ones that fit your taste. Find a song that speaks to you and tear apart the lyrics, look at the meaning of the words. Ask yourself what the singer is singing about, and why it was so important to them to convey that through a song.

Action: Do you remember that song from your middle school days that you sang for days? Find it. Listen to it. Remember how it made you feel.

7. Dreams

Use your dreams as creative and inspirational fuel. Think of the dreams you had last night, or your actual goals. My personal dream/goal is to become a bestselling YA author, and I constantly have to remind myself that in order to get there, I have to write (you would think that would be easy to remember). Life gets in the way, and sometimes you just have to step back, realign yourself, and remember that you will accomplish your dreams - if you stay inspired. ;)

Action: Allow your brain to take you away. Daydream about what you want your life to be like. What's one thing you can do everyday to bring you closer to your dream?



What do YOU do when you need inspiration?

08 June 2017

Ode to It


A fear that haunts me: I am letting my glory days pass me by as moments straddled between Netflix and self-doubt. It seems I so often lack the courage to gather my tools and build something out of myself. I am unhappy, but content.

To live among the shadows hurts, but this initial pain makes it worth avoiding the sting of the light.

Something I've come to believe is the fact that some people are born with It. The It - charisma, talent, humor, attraction - whatever the positive quality, it combines with one part charm and another part luck.

And a star is born.

But this notion is tragic. And, admittedly, quite sad. Especially on the days when I count myself outside the circle of those who possess It. The truth of the matter is not that a handful have It, but that It is contained within 100% of all living, breathing cases.

To varied, unlocked degrees.

Sometime after my muse passes and the words empty themselves out, I will long for It. Emotional beings such as myself seem to long so often, and this only proves to be a negative notion when that's as far as it goes.

I insist that we each have lightness underfoot. Said another way: Yearning for more can only take you so far. It is the steps you take to making your fantasies a reality that truly matter.

My daydreams include harboring best friends and moments of spontanaity. Let's take a drive without a destination in mind. Baked cookies and crowns made of wild flowers. Pinkie promises and old books that smell like lavender or sea spray.

I see not through eyes that hold the traditional vision, but instead, I see something uniquely my own. Thanks to my It.

It, oh It. Where art thou, my It? You are the passion and the energy. The things I do without another thought. What I invest countless hours in because I love doing it that much. You are my childhood of dance classes and American Girl dolls.

You are experimental.

You are messy.

You are the laughter evoked by simple gestures.

And you live within me.

Vow to me, dear It, that you will never leave me entirely. You may vacation. You may melt away. You may turn invisible. But don't abandon me altogether, lest my fears are meant to become true the day you do.

Whether the day comes or does not, I promise to embrace you fervently. To seek you out with courage and go beyond what is my cozy Comfort Zone.

A courageous thought: My glory days are the days I make the most out of - whether great adventures take place, or not.

01 June 2017

Vampire Knight, Anne with an E and Obsessed with Writing (May 2017)

This is a transparent monthly reflection where I take the time to look back, view my progress and make adjustments.


Monthly Project: Finish online classes.

GUYS. I am so flipping thankful I'M DONE. *throws confetti and wiggles for dayz* Taking classes online has been super rewarding, but I am so ready to move on and focus on something else. Something bigger. I'm thinking MORE writing, MORE reading and MORE creating!

Health → Exercise 3 days/week, drink 65oz. water/day

Exercise: 7/14 (50%)

Notes: Aha, aha, aha................. whoops. I don't know what happened here. For some reason, I just couldn't get myself to exercise. I always had this excuse that there's something "better" or more pressing that needed to be done. But now that summer is HERE, I'd really like to up the intensity and focus on improving my body and upping my energy level.

Water: 30/31 (97%)

Notes: This is the first month this year that I've been drinking enough water and I feel so goooood! This is amazing. This is wonderful. I think getting sick really helped too - there was nothing I could do but lay around and drinking water. ;)

Finances → Grow

May Income: Unknown

Notes: It's coming along rather nicely, don't you think?

Career → Prep book for publication

Notes: I edited BUT it wasn't the book I was originally planning on editing, so... yeah... This seems to be a theme. I keep letting this editing thing slip me up. In June I am going to find a better way of approaching this. :)


Personal/Spiritual Development → Work toward earning my Bachelor's degree

Complete and pass Microeconomics: I CONQUERED THAT EXAM, BABY!

Notes: So. Darn. Happy. Like. I. Can't. The bonus is that I'm DONE for the summer!!


Play/Recreation → Write 600+ words/day

How many days this month I wrote: 19/31 (61%)

Notes: I hit a REALLY good flow from the 15th to the 22nd - I think it helped that I was sick all that week and didn't want to do anything else. ^.^ One of the days I wrote over 3k words. 3K WORDS MY FRIENDS. And then I hit a burn out. BUT THAT'S OKAY.


Service → Post on my blog (at least) once a month.

I posted this month on Self Known: Yepper doodles!

Links:



Notes: Thank you thank you thank you thank you for reading and commenting and being so flipping amazing. <3


May Favorites

  • See
    • Tati
    • Vampire Knight (on Netflix) - Very. Weird. Anime. So obviously I'm obsessed.
    • Anne with an E - *binge watches entire series* On to le books!
  • Touch
    • MY NEW FUR RUG. It's a gorgeous pinky coral color and it fits so nicely in my room. :)
  • Hear
    • Rain hitting the pavement
  • Taste
    • Oats and chocolate
    • Beans on a hamburger
    • Spicy chicken <3_<3
  • Smell
    • Vanilla
  • Wear
    • Cactus choker
    • Comfy tees
  • READ
    • The Happiness Project by Gretchen Rubin
    • Always and Forever, Lara Jean by Jenny Han
    • The Chatterbox by Steven Furtick (In progress)

How was your month, friend?

25 May 2017

Mustard Yellow Aesthetic






Simple yet lovely.

What's your favorite aesthetic?

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