Monday, August 31, 2009

College. Enough Said.

I moved to my new home this weekend!




Elon University! Woot woot! That picture is of Alamance, one of the buildings I'm in frequently. These aren't my pictures; I haven't had time to take any yet!

Here's an even prettier picture of the same building.



And from above:



I promise that there are other buildings! I'll post them eventually.

Anyways, so far everyone here has been really sweet and accommodating. I actually love my dorm, which is surprising since I'm a freshman! The only thing that sucks is that I have to walk at least 10 minutes to get to any of my classes. The communications building, where I'll be spending most of my time, is the farthest away; probably 15-18 minutes if I speed walk.

I've missed all my bloggy friends in the days that I've been gone, so it's good to be back! Classes start on Tuesday, so I'll try to continue my daily posts!

Friday, August 28, 2009

Mad Lib Friday: Soñador Edition

I completed this Mad Lib with Soñador a few days ago via video chat. Fun times!



A Spooky, Scary, Slimy Story


It was a dark and slimy night. The wind was skydiving through the trees, and off in the distance, the wolves were howling at the twinkie. I wanted to get home as fast as my ostriches could carry me. My weenus was pounding, and my breath was coming in glittery gasps. Suddenly, I felt the brilliant hand of a wildcat touch my neck, and I screamed stupidly. The monster lifted me off the highlighter and threw me onto the fuzzy ground. Then, with his shiny hands, he tried to chew the lavender out of me. I screamed so loudly, I woke up every ninja in the forest. My scream awakened me, too. I was having a moldy nightmare.


Have a good weekend everyone!

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Well, I Do Enjoy Scribbling

Wow! Another award! I'm seriously surprised! Thanks Penny!

This means that not one, but two people aren't afraid to admit that they like my blog!

Progress!

Anyways, here are the rules:

  1. Each Superior Scribbler must in turn pass The Award on to 5 most-deserving Bloggy Friends.
  2. Each Superior Scribbler must link to the author & the name of the blog from whom he/she has received The Award.
  3. Each Superior Scribbler must display The Award on his/her blog, and link to this post, which explains The Award.
  4. Each Blogger who wins The Superior Scribbler Award must visit this post and add his/her name to the Mr. Linky List. That way, we’ll be able to keep up-to-date on everyone who receives This Prestigious Honor!
  5. Each Superior Scribbler must post these rules on his/her blog.


Five people you say? I'll do my best!


:]
Sara Raasch
LitGirl01
Anna Waggener
Carrie Harris

Ta da!!!!

Oh, and on another note: I'm moving to North Carolina today! This is an automatic post, so I'm actually moving right now, as you read this. Unless you don't read this until Saturday or something, in which case I will already be moved into my dorm.

Tomorrow will be another automatic post, but don't fret, I'll be back soon!

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

I'm Kreativ? Who Knew?




Apparently Sarah thinks I'm Kreativ. Kewl! Yes, all things must now be spelled with "k".

I must say I was surprised to read this on her blog because I've never received a blog award before! *passes out from shock*

Okay, before I get all blubbery, I'll post the rules:

1. Thank the person who nominated you for this award.

2. Copy the logo and place it on your blog.

3. Link to the person who nominated you for this award.

4. Name 7 things about yourself that people might find interesting.

5. Nominate 7 Kreativ Bloggers.

6. Post links to the 7 blogs you nominate.

7. Leave a comment on each of the blogs.



Seven things about me? That'll be a stretch!

What don't you guys already know about me?

Hmm...

1. I think I'll start with a physical description of myself, since I've never posted a picture of myself on my blog. I'm 5'6" and the tallest female in my family. My hair is brownish-blonde, and my eyes are green. If my book is ever published someday, I will dye my hair red in a celebratory fashion.

Okay, that was thoroughly boring. Let's see if I can make the next six more interesting.

2. In sixth grade, my friends would pretend I had an evil twin named Cariah. We ate lunch in my teacher's room every day, and that's when Cariah would emerge. You see, I was extremely quiet in class, but anybody that knows me outside of a learning environment knows that I never shut up.

3. I wrote my first two books in seventh grade. They were both from a male perspective, and afterward I thought "Why would I do that? I know nothing about boys!" The first one was untitled, but it was about a nerdy boy that was trying to win over the popular girl. Needless to say, it sucked. The next one, titled The Outdoor Adventure Club began with a group of boys in a clubhouse and ended in a faraway land named Narlon or something. It sounded waaaaaay too much like Lord of the Rings.

4. I ran a half-marathon when I was fifteen. Worst 13.1 miles ever.

5. My dad was in the military and he was sent to Germany for two years. I was in second grade at the time, but my mother, sister, and I visited him both summers. So, let's go over the tally of European countries: Germany (twice), Great Britain, France, Switzerland (twice), Austria, and Italy (from this summer).

6. I illustrated the cover of my school's yearbook in eighth grade. It was pretty sweet, if I may toot my own horn. Maybe I'll post it sometime!

7. One funny, random story (because I wouldn't be me if I didn't throw it in somewhere): A few months ago I was doing yard work and texting a friend on my cell phone simultaneously. I left the phone on top of my mom's car momentarily to get something from the garage, and when I came back the car was gone. I ran down the street and found my kamikaze phone damaged beyond repair, sad little Hello Kitty bell no longer jingling.



How's that? I hope I've satisfied everyone's need for knowledge. I'll probably think of things that are actually interesting later. Typical.

Anywho, onto the nominations:

Penny
Soñador
Sara Raasch
LitGirl01 (so that she might come out of hibernation)
Anna Waggener

Okay, I know that's only five (I took AP Calculus, folks), so I'm hoping that the Kreativ Police don't attack me. I'll update if that happens.

Thanks again Sarah!

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

The Book Thief

I finished The Book Thief by Markus Zusak this weekend and I hardly know how to describe it.



Yeah, it was that good.

I'll admit this: I cried at least three times during this book. The writing was so...heartbreaking, yet poetic.

And I hate Markus Zusak for being such a great writer. Jealousy!

Anyways, the book takes place in Nazi Germany. The main character, Liesel, is forced to live with foster parents with her biological mother can no longer care for her. The book begins when she's nine years old, and ends when she's fourteen, giving the reader ample time to understand her complex outlook on life.

One of my favorite characters was Hans Hubermann, Liesel's foster father. He plays the accordion like no one else can, and his eyes are often described as "silver".



This is what I imagine he looks like (the man, not the pig).

And then there's Rudy Steiner, the boy with "hair the color of lemons". Oh, Rudy, you're the most sincere boy I've ever read.

I feel like I can hardly express the greatness of this book, so promise you'll read it yourself, kay?

Monday, August 24, 2009

Videos, Mostly Because It's Monday

Happy Monday! Okay, so Monday's aren't that happy, but I'm lacking another form of greeting at the moment.

Anywho, I did a lot of web surfing this weekend. Here's a funny video (beware the middle finger):




And if you go here you'll hear my new favorite song. Regina Spektor, you never fail to amaze me.

Friday, August 21, 2009

I Think I've Been Procrastinating

I'm pretty sure I should be writing my book right now.



I don't know what's stopping me. Is it the fear of failure? Is the story not ready to be finished?

It's hard for me to get in that place, that writing place. I wonder why I've chosen such an odd perspective. It feels like I'm struggling with it; my MC reads minds, so I have to be aware of every character's emotions, thoughts, dreams, hates...all at the same time. It feels overwhelming. But isn't that what writing's about? I guess I feel like some of the characters should be a mystery, even to me.

I keep thinking all these things about why I shouldn't write, but then I remember something Charlotte Bronte said.

"I'm just going to write because I cannot help it."



Novel, here I come.

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Marathon Shopping and Fail

I'm exhausted. The last two days of my life have been spent doing extreme college shopping. Yikes. I only have a week until I have to leave!

Which, of course means that I have less time than ever to finish my book. Double yikes!

I must meet my deadline! Must must must must must!

If I don't I might end up on FailBlog.

This is my favorite:

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Why is Everything Funnier When You're Half Asleep?

As promised, here are some snippets of sleep deprived conversation from my trip to Ohio last week.

Be warned, we were all very tired. Very.

Okay, so I'm sitting in a Bob Evans early in the morning with some family friends my father, sister, and I had driven down to see. We were desperate for our breakfast, and as we waited for the waiter, we somehow began to discuss where eggs come from.

You see, when a chickpea is planted in the ground, an egg plant grows.



That's right, an egg plant, not an eggplant (the purple vegetable). I don't have any photo references for this (vegetable?/fruit?) thing, but it is a kind of blossom, from what I'm told. When driving out in the country, one might see long, stretching plains of white blossoms on one side of the road, and brown blossoms on the other, which explains why there are white and brown eggs, naturally.

My favorite part of this plant is that when the wind blows through it, it makes a clucking noise, one very similar to that of a chicken. Poultry often become confused when they're near one of these egg farms; usually a Are You My Mother? situation ensues.



This should serve as a reminder to get some sleep tonight.



There was also a discussion of corn cookies, but I won't go into that right now. For your sake, of course.

Monday, August 17, 2009

Yes, I'm Still Alive

Hello blogosphere. Sorry I left you without warning. I don't even really have a good excuse for missing so many days. I wish I could say that I was writing, but that would be an elaborate lie.

Anyways, let me be probably the zillionth person to congratulate Kiersten White on signing a three book deal with Harper Teen! Woot woot!

This encourages me to finish my book. Seriously. Now, if you'll excuse me, I believe I have some writing to do.

I promise I'll be here tomorrow! Don't miss it, because it involves sleep deprived jokes. Funsies!

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Awesome Question & Answer Time!

Wow. I'm so happy Pen Pen tagged me to answer some questions, because I'm sooooo tired right now! Explanations of my long weekend in Ohio will come later this week, but here's a preview:

Eggplants. And no, I'm not talking about the purple vegetable.

Anyways, without further ado, here are my answers to her questions.

1) Do you have a "secret" author, genre, book, or magazine you read but rarely fess up to?(give an example)

Umm, I guess I would have to say that I read a lot of magazines. Celebrities fascinate me in a car-wreck kind of way: you want to look away but you can't.

2) What genre of movies is your favorite? What about movies you wouldn't normally fess up to liking?

I love romantic comedies and action flicks. You will never find me in line to see a horror movie. Old movies like Casablanca and An Affair to Remember are awesome. Usually people don't expect me to like Mel Brooks movies, but why shouldn't I? They're hilarious.

3) If you could have any job in the world, what would it be and why do you like it?

Well, I'm going to college to become a journalist because that's my realistic job goal. If I could get my books published someday, or be an artist, I totally would. I love finding different ways to express myself, and writing and painting are two different medias I love.

4) If you could change something abut your personality, what would it be?

Wow, these questions are getting hard!

I guess I should say that sometimes I'm not as forgiving as I should be. Forgiveness is a powerful thing to give somebody.

5. What character from any film matches your personality and traits most accurately? And why?

I've never seen a movie that made me think "That character was totally written for me", but I do have connections with Christina from Vicky Christina Barcelona.



I don't look anything like Scarlett Johansson, though. Anyways, her character wouldn't settle for anything less than what she thought would make her happy in life. I'm not a fan of her indecisiveness, but I can at least connect to her adventurous streak.


6. If you had to go on any reality TV show which one would you choose?

Hands down, I choose So You Think You Can Dance. I love dancing and truly regret that I stopped when my ballet teacher moved to Italy.



7. What is the worse outfit you have ever worn? Honestly, did you think you looked good at the time?

I wore a lot of matching outfits with my sister when we were younger; looking back at those pictures now is just plain embarrassing.

8. If you had to have one animal part attached to your body permanently (e.g. rabbit ears, a cat's tail, bird's wings) what would you choose?

Wings would be pretty cool. But I wonder how I would conceal them under my clothes...

Friday, August 7, 2009

Mad Lib Friday: Lack of Creativity Edition

Guess what? I am currently on my way to Ohio for the weekend! That's right, this is an automatic post. Don't feel bad, though, I still love you all!

Alright. Mad Libs. There isn't a theme this week, mostly because all my creative juices have gone into my book. Sigh.



"Camping Trip"

A group of us were sitting around a raging notebook one night roasting pickles and telling hollow stories when we heard an elated noise coming right from the fire. We jumped and saw a cooperative light floating toward us. It looked like a disembodied cloud, and we had to cover our kidneys because it was so troubled. The weird figure bickered above the flames until the fie went out, leaving us in total thoughtlessness. Then, as quickly as it had arrived, the melodic apparition drifted away and- Encore! and behold- the fire was raging again. In addition, all our wicked food had disappeared. Nobody believed the story when we got home, but we decided that whatever the young thing was, it didn't want us to eat all the lovely marshmallows.

Ah, marshmallows are lovely.

I'll probably be back to my regular posting by Tuesday. Bye!

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Funny Stuff and My Mental Health

Okay, all I'm going to say for today is that everybody, especially history freaks like myself, must check out Frederick the Great. It's friggin' hilarious.

Hark! a Vagrant is another great history comic.

Hello, my name is Mariah and I like comics. About history.

See? I'm going to a support group, so don't worry about me.

Tomorrow's another Mad Lib Friday, and I need ideas. Leave me some good (fill in the blank) in the comments please!

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Paper Towns

Since I've vowed not to talk about my book today, I'll talk about the book I've been reading: Paper Towns by John Green.




Okay, so I might be a little bit late on the whole "John Green is awesome" thing. But he really is friggin' amazing. I can't wait to read Looking for Alaska.

What won me over immediately was that this book was written in a guy's perspective. THANK YOU, YA GODS! I was so tired of reading I'm-a-complete-flake-you-are-sparkly-so-I-love-you-even-though-there's-someone-better-for-me books.

Also, I must say that Margo Roth Spiegelman is probably one of the best names ever.

Quentin Jacobsen, the MC, is shy and boring, but Margo Roth Spiegelman, the girl he's secretly loved forever, makes him a more exciting person when she sneaks into his room in the middle of the night to go on an all-night long mission of revenge and thrills. When she mysteriously disappears, Quentin finds clues that might lead to her whereabouts and, with his gang of raunchy friends, he begins to search for the girl he loves.

All I can say is bravo, John Green. Bravo.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Writing is Hard

I know what you're thinking. "Duh, Mariah. If writing a book was easy..."

Okay, so I'm not really sure how that ends, but you get my idea. I hope. *Crosses fingers*

With roughly nine thousand words left in my WiP to my goal wordage, I'm beginning to feel the pressure. It's constantly on my mind. All I want to do is edit, but I know I have to finish it first. Grr.

My mind is also getting confused. You see, I don't always write scenes in order. This means that my final scenes are already finished. Writing the middle sucks the hardest for me. From the time my book was just a twinkle in my mind, I knew the beginning and the end. The middle was bound to be the rough part.

But, I've learned my lesson, and the next book will definitely be written in order.

Does anybody else have this problem? Am I all alone in my confusedness?

I promise tomorrow I won't blab about my book.

In apologies for my melodramatic ranting, I leave you with the sweet song that Simon and Piper first kiss to. Enjoy.

Monday, August 3, 2009

*Exhaustion*

Wow. This weekend has left me exhausted. Not because I've been particularly busy, but because I haven't gotten much rest.

My book likes to keep me up at night. Grr.

I watched Push last night, just to see if it's anything like my book, which, thankfully, it is not. Hooray!



After I watched it, I tried to take a shower, but I was thinking so hard about my book that I actually forgot to clean myself. Seriously.

Well, I guess I'm going to write now. Hopefully I'll get some sleep tonight.