Hello, my fellow Hoodians! If this is your first time here, welcome to my blog! I hope you enjoy all the past and feature posts here.
I am always somewhere in my imagination, whether it’s a real place or a fantasy place. I am passionate about writing and have strong wanderlust. Those two subjects are what this blog is about. If you would like to know more about me, just go to the Me and Myself page.
Hello everyone! Welcome to the continuation of help! (Camp NaNo 2018)! Today ye will discover some of my dark secrets, including the project that (kind of) won voting, how I’m doing thus far into camp, and how my mental state is. Let us not stall. 😉
Y’all are probably wondering which project won voting because I never posted about it. XD. Apologies. So, I Am Still Here and Popular originally tied, but then I got a final vote for I Am Still Here, so technically I Am Still Here won. I was going to write I Am Still Here, but I REALLY wanted to write Popular, so that’s my project. :p
Veronica Hughman has been homeschooled her entire life, but when her first year of high school approaches, she gets sent to public school. At first everything is great. She enjoys studying the behavior of her peers, but then she becomes obsessed with finding the answer to her biggest question: What makes popular kids popular?
I hope it sounds interesting. XD
Goal: 15,000 words
Current word count: 1,839 words
Suggested daily goal: 500 words
Words per day to finish on time: 599 words
My average per day: 204
At this rate I will finish on: June 13, 2018
So, I clearly need to pick up my pace, but I am doing better than I did last year, so that’s good. This may be the first time I actually reach my goal. :p I think part of the reason I’m doing better is because my goal is much less ambitious. XD
My Writing Soundtrack:
Talk Good ~ Grace Vanderwaal
Riptide ~ Vance Joy
Boom Clap ~ Charlie XCX
Over My Head ~ Echosmith
Don’t Let Me Down ~ The Chainsmokers feat. Daya (cover) Megan Nicole & Dylan Gardner
Yup. My soundtrack only consists of five songs. XD It’s been really hard to find songs that fit the mood of my book, so this is all I have right now.
And how is thine mental state, Danielle?
I’m not very stressed over it actually. Typical. XD I don’t get very stressed over writing (which can be a bad thing XD), so nothing seems like a big deal. It did seem like a big deal before camp started, but now I’m like, “Meh,” which isn’t good. XD I am, however, rather stressed about my math and science. : So, that’s what the flailing is all about. XD
I hope y’all enjoyed! Have a wonderful day, Hoodians!
Hello, my lovely Hoodians! I’m back, and today I need your help! Camp NaNoWriMo is in April, and even though that’s still a month and a half away, I need to start plotting my chosen novel. The only problem is that I have several awesome novel ideas, and I can’t chose which one I want to write this Camp NaNo. So, I want y’all to help me decide! I put the current titles and descriptions of each novel, and I want y’all to comment which one you like best. The one with the most votes is the one I’ll write. 😀
All novel ideas and titles are originally mine. Any relation to anyone else’s novel is completely coincidental. Please do not take ideas or titles and use them as your own.
I Am Still Here (in case you were wondering): Peter finds a series of letters and journals that his sister, who passed away in a tragic plane accident, wrote. He discovers a more personal side of his sister that he never knew.
Atmospheres: On the other side of the atmosphere, another earth connects to the original earth. On this other earth, as soon as new year strikes, twenty fifteen year olds of the planet are chosen to be scientifically altered to do impossible things a normal human couldn’t do. These teenagers soon discover that they are actually being altered and trained to lead a secret attack on the Earth. They have to stand up against the action they don’t believe in.
A Dragon’s Secret: After being locked up in a prison only penetrable from the outside for millions of years, Sasha is freed by a group of scavengers, and she chooses to not say she is a dragon. She finds she has emerged in the worst of times, and, as evil forces pull her constantly to reveal her true form, she decides to help the scavengers defend themselves in the mixed wars and terrors. At the most dire moments, she must go into hiding to prevent her true form showing. One wrong move and the result would be wiping out mankind.
Popular: Veronica Hughman is a former homeschooler, but for her first year of high school, her parents send her to public school. She enjoys studying the people and taking note of how they behave. But as the year progresses, she finds herself fixated on finding the answer to her biggest question: What makes popular kids Popular?
Now it’s y’all’s turn! Please comment which one you like best. It will be a big help for me. Have a wonderful day!
Hello again, Hoodians! I’m finally putting an entry in for AAWC. Sorry for not writing stories for the past two challenges, Zielle! Life has been hectic with the new school semester, vacation, launching my new blog, and the new year. Anyways! Here’s my story.
I’m on Team Forest, by the way. 😀
prompts used: 3
team name used: yes! 😀
I run through the woods, a laugh frozen on my face. I had barely escaped my maid. She had forced me into a hot pink satin gown with incredibly ruffled sleeves and curled my bright red hair, but then she tried to slide tall red heels on my feet and I decided she was crossing the line. I jumped out my open window, and now I’m running barefoot in the woods on a foggy winter day. I barely notice the abundant scratches my feet are receiving from the thorns and twigs that coat the forest floor. I stumble, but pick myself up quickly. My dress’ skirt is jerked by a sharp branch, and I hear a rip take place. The sound pleases me. I want to ruin this ugly garment as much as I can so I can see the horrified look on my maid when I return. In a small clearing, I sit down hard on the dirt, and I fall back and relish the cool, dry mud against my warm skin. I roll around in it, soiling my dress. I study what I can of it once I stand up. I am satisfied that I managed to fade the horrible color a bit. It looks a bit more like a rose and much less like a lipstick obsessed troll. I smile and turn around. I figure it’s time to go back. When I look up, though, I scream. I stumble back several steps and fall, my hair flying everywhere. With wide eyes and panic surging through my veins, I stare a large brown bear standing a mere five feet away. It’s head is cocked slightly, as if it’s not sure why I screamed. Or maybe it’s trying to figure out how it will eat me. My breathing is quickening. I can’t think clearly. Do I make a lot of noise, or do I play dead? The bear takes a step closer. It knows I’m very much alive, so playing dead is out of the question. The bear is just staring at me. Why is it just staring at me? Then, a voice comes out of nowhere. “Don’t be afraid.” A boy steps out of the thicket and moves to the side of the bear. My head is spinning. The boy then puts his hand on the arm of the bear. The world is dimming around me. “I’m Peter,” the boy says. Then the world goes completely black.
I wake up gurgling salty water and screaming. I sit up, gasping for breath. The boy named Peter sits in front of me with an empty bucket, and I realize he’s dumped water on me to wake me up. I scowl. “Why did you do that?” I ask, angry. He grins and replies, “because it was fun.” I grit my teeth. I’m starting to shiver. My skin feels sticky from the salt, and I know my hair will be crispy once it dries. “Well,” I say, standing, “It was nice to meet you, but I must be on my way.” I begin to walk in the direction I face, but after I take several steps, Peter calls after me, “It’s the other way.” I turn around, give him a gritted smile with raised eyebrows, and walk the way he points at. I’m an icicle by the time I return to my home. The mansion towers over me, making me feel colder. I never liked my house. I receive a few odd stares, undoubtedly because of the state of my dress and my wet hair, as I walk through the court-yard. I enter through the kitchen, savoring the wave of warmth that hits me. The head cook spots me immediately and comes over to scold me. I brace for her harsh words, but instead she looks worried. “Missy! You must hurry to your quarters and become presentable! The king and the prince have come! They bought the mansion! This is no longer you and your father’s house!” She says, hardly taking a breath. My jaw falls in shock. Why in the world would the king want my house?
Hello fellow Hoodians! I have an announcement to make! I believe I mentioned a coming surprise in a post (though that might have been on my other blog. hmm). Well anyways, I have put a lot of thought into it and am leaving my other blog and moving to a new WordPress site! 🙂 I will not be leaving this site (though I originally was), but I will only be posting stories and poems on it, so I won’t post often.
I walk out onto the patio with a spoon of hazelnut spread in one hand and a book in the other. The January day is somewhat warmer then the previous. The temperatures are that of April in the eastern area.
Not wanting to get spread on my book, I walk down to the edge of the small pond at the edge of our yard. The air is a bit humid and the sun is currently behind a cloud, but I don’t mind. The sky is blue and the clouds are few enough to make the day plenty bright. I see some geese and walk towards them, just to keep them off the yard and prevent their droppings from being scattered across our grass. The birds chirp happily and egrets from across the pond peck at the ground and water. After I ensure the geese to stay away, I go to see the dead turtle I had found several days previous. The still damp grass and dirt is soothing against my feet. A bug I cannot identify jumps away from the sound of my footsteps. When I reach the turtle, I decide to steer clear due to flies buzzing around the deteriorating body. A frog’s croaks attract my attention . I follow the noise, hoping to catch a glimpse of the small creature, but the frog must hear my approaching footsteps, and he hops away, his croaks dying in the warm breeze.
I run out of hazelnut spread. Time to go inside and put the spoon in the sink.
Hey, my fellow Hoodians! This was just a short description I wrote of my backyard earlier in the year. I thought I would share it. I hope you enjoyed!
Hello, Hoodians! I’m baaaack! Sorry for not posting for a while. I wasn’t exactly busy, but I wasn’t really motivated to post for a while. : XD Also, I figured out how to make it snow on my blog and it makes me super happy 😄 XD. Anyways! The lovely Zella tagged me for the “Why Do You Blog?” Tag, so thank you, Zella!
1. Put the tag badge in your post
2. Provide a link back to the blog that nominated you
3. Answer the 7 questions
4. Nominate as many bloggers as you wish
5. Comment on your nominees blogs to let them know they’ve been tagged
1. When did you start your blog?
I started my first blog, Autumn Songs (now called Mixing Colors and Writing Words. I still post on it :D) on December 9, 2015. Its two-year blogiversary is actually in three days! 😀 This blog was started sometime in May. I can’t remember the exact date, and my computer is being mean and won’t give it to me. -_-
2. Do you enjoy blogging?
Yes! Well, most of the time. It depends on what I’m blogging about.
3. What or who inspired the name for your blog?
Why, me, of course. XD Well, I tend to think of my mind as a whole other world, so I took into context how I’m here on earth, but in my mind, I’m far away.
4. Do you hope to always be blogging?
Yes. Though, it depends if my blog is successful and if I don’t get too busy in the future. Don’t worry, though. I’ll be around for at least another 5 years. 😉
5. What’s the greatest lesson you’ve learned in the blogging world?
I’ve learned a lot of things while blogging, but the biggest one is how to organize my life. I used to be the least organized person in my family. Now I’m way more organized. Probably not in my family’s eyes, but definitely in mine. XD
6. What is one piece of advice every new blogger must know?
Once you start your blog, make sure you’re active on your own blog as well as the blogosphere. Try to make good quality posts, and make sure they’re unique and interesting. If you make posts that say the same things as everyone else, most likely people will scroll through them and just press the like button. Also, do your best to put your personality in your posts. Some bloggers are super bland, and it bores readers to death. 😉
7. Lastly, why do YOU blog?
I blog because it’s a super safe environment full of teens like me. Ya know, crazy, fangirling, writing bookworms. XD I also really enjoy creating my designs, chatting with blogger friends, and coming up with post ideas.
I nominate anyone who wants to do this because I’m to lazy to put links in at the moment (my brain is kinda fried from Algebra and Biology right now…).
Also, I’m only five followers from fifty followers! I would really appreciate it if you could follow me if you haven’t already. I’m trying to get to fifty followers before the new year. 😀
Hello peeps! I am getting my story in barely on deadline, but hey, I’m wrote it, right? The prompts are were super awesome, so I was super excited to write this. Onward! (This is a continuation of my last story.)
Prompts Used: 2
I dreamt I was floating on clouds. I was just sitting there looking at the world beneath me, a smile on my fa-
Why am I dreaming? I’m supposed to be dead.
Clearly my conscience was waking at that point.
My eyes peeled open, letting bluefish light in.
Am I still underwater?
I shut my eyes again and let my conscience drift off again. Distant voices I hadn’t noticed before made way into my ears.
“You could have drowned her!” A boy’s voice said.
A woman’s voice replied, “Nonsense. I know when someone is about to drown, and she certainly wasn’t.”
“Whatever, get out of here, Hypatia. Next time we need a mermaid, you better send your sister because I don’t want to put up with you again.” The woman laughed, and silence followed.
After a long silence, I dozed off.
Loud footsteps made me pull out of my sleep. I moaned quietly, annoyed to be awoken. The footsteps stopped.
“I think she’s awake,” a girl said.
The boy’s voice replied, “You sure?”
“Yeah. I think I heard her moan.”
“Really? K, you go check on her. I’ll get Rastus.”
One set of footsteps got quieter, while the other came closer.
I heard a curtain being pulled back and a voice say, “Hello!”
I opened my eyes and blinked several times. I then sat up and studied the figure before me.
It was a tall brown-haired girl with a bronze complexion and heart-shaped lips. Her most shocking feature was her eyes. They were as silver as the moon. She wore a hot pink, fashionably styled jumpsuit, and her hair was put up in a braided ballet bun with silver comb in it. A black choker hugged her neck, and brown sandals were on her feet. “Hello!” She repeated.
I answered reluctantly, “Hi?”
“My name is Isolde. I’m sorry our methods of getting you here were so disruptive and shocking. We are a bit on a tight schedule.”
I nodded slowly. Isolde talked quickly, but yet retained a sing-song tone. I hugged my knees to myself, confused.
The curtain was pulled back, and an old man (in a long deep, blue cloak) and boy entered the small corner my bed was in.
The boy grinned at me, and I twisted my lips into a nervous smile in return.
He flipped his blonde bangs to the side of his face and stuck his hand into the pockets of his black jeans. His eyes were just as shocking as Isolde’s, but his were bright gold. “Hey. I’m Alma,” he told me.
“And I am,” the old man began, “Rastus, the great wizard. We need your help.”
Hello, lovely Hoodians! I am participating in my sister Nicole’s mini launch tour for her new blog!
Wild Pennings! Isn’t it gorgeous? I watched her make that header from scratch. It took her hours…
I will be doing a quick interview with Nicole about her gorgeous blog.
Why did you start Wild Pennings?
I love writing, and it was something I wanted to focus on as a blogger. So I created Worlds Beyond Words at first, then switched over to Blogger, and thus was created WIld Pennings.
What is your goal for Wild Pennings? What content do you plan on posting?
My goal is to inspire and encourage other young writers like myself. I am looking forward to posting book reviews, stories from my own hand, and writing craft posts that take a different angle at writing, because that’s sometimes what we as writers need in order to understand what we do. 🙂
What are you most excited about for your fabulous new blog?
I’m not sure. Pretty much everything, from writing the posts and sharing my thoughts to talking with y’all in the comments!
Thank you for reading, and go see Nicole’s new blog! Also, don’t forget to check out Nicole’s other blog, Mirror Me!
Here are the other blogs that are helping Nicole launch WP: