The Madness that Tends to Characterize my Life

So basically my life is freaking insane. That's just the way it goes.

I have dropped an online class. I couldn't take it... P.E. is just way too hard to do during the school year, online or not, so I'll do it this summer. The rest of my classes are going okay, though. I'm almost done with the first quarter of Financial Literacy, and the second quarter of Health. I'll be able to take those tests, then Health will be over (finally!) and I'll just have three quarters of classes to go - two of Computer Tech and one of Financial Lit.

The in-school classes I have are crazy, too. Honors Algebra II and Honors English, AP Geography, two art classes, seminary, biology, and French (which I am having some small difficulties with). AP Geography is super crazy and hard. Seriously, Mr. Jeppson said it was stressful. If looks could kill he would be so dead. I swear I gave him the glare of mass murder. It was pretty great. Especially since I'd just failed his test four days before.

You know what bugs me, though, is the essays we have to write every freaking night in Honors English. I've got a pretty bad grade in that class. :P

Not that I can't write essays. I just have other things to do with my time. Other things to write. Like the four or five (or six or seven or eight) stories I'm working on.

Speaking of which, the 'new project' is going awesome. I've got it all outlined, broken down simply so I can change it at any given moment. I like it - normally I never outline, but with a really flexible outline, I can still let my story evolve while keeping track of my ideas and the basic plot line. It's been changed and morphed three or four times already, and I'm only eighty pages in. For instance, I needed nine guys cursed and in a certain place, so my main character could find them and get them un-cursed and back to where they were supposed to be. At first, I had no idea how to put that in there, so I left it out. But as I was writing today, I had an idea flash and am now going to go change up my outline so it works. It's awesome. I love the pantsing style of writing, but it's nice sometimes to be a little more organized while still getting that seat-of-your-pants feeling.

Ideas for me are like jewels. They start simple, with just a thought, scene, or even a slip of the tongue. Then they sit in my mind and get hardened, morphed, shaped, and chisled unconsciously. I think on them occasionally, specifically changing up some stuff, but mostly I just let them stew. Then one day, they'll just drop into my lap, almost perfect and sparkling, each unique, each with it's own little twist. I pick them up, admire their beauty, then type them up before they escape my grasp - because they will. Some people just don't understand that ideas will disappear. It's like the jewel has two parts to it's life: creation, which is a long period of time, and then the actual life, where I hold it in my hands and can write it all down. That's such a short amount of time. Then the gem will simply dissolve into dust, and I'll never get it back. I can capture some of the dust and create a ghost or shadow of the jewel, but never, ever again will I be able to get that almost perfect, glittering piece of pure imagination to appear. It was there. I had the chance to put it down. I didn't take the opportunity, and now it's gone forever.

I hate it when I lose ideas.

Dreams may not turn to dust, but ideas certainly do.

Anyway, the 'new project', which I have decided to name Black Moon, is coming along really well. I've actually been working on it for an hour or so tonight; I only paused to blog because I felt like blogging. Blogging is fun. Besides, I actually have four followers who will most likely read this ridiculous blurb on school and jewels. I think it's fun to have people read what I've written because it sort of mentally prepares me for the time when I'll have my books published for anybody to read, you know? I'm training myself to relax at the thought of having my ideas and thoughts read. So please just read this nonsense:) Maybe even comment. I dunno. Author in training here.

I like the bass in music. I actually like it pretty heavy. My favorite music is like, Owl City or The Postal Service with the bass turned all the way up. It sometimes shakes the whole room if the volume is loud enough.

Also I like hugs. Hugs are nice. Especially hugs from boys my age. Can't blame me. I'm a teenage girl.

So I'm going to go type some more. I'll type hard until 8:50, because that's when the internet turns off - then my music is gone and I'm tired enough to go to sleep.