Writers Dreaming

3. Yes I do agree that talking about bad things does give them too much power. I think that talking about them makes things worse then they already are. I have had this happen to me before. One day I told a friend something that wasn't to be repeated and I told her that. A few days later I hear from other people that she is going around telling everybody else what I told her not to tell. When I asked her about it she got mad at me for confronting her. Long story short we never talked again. This also happened in middle school so it really didn't matter to me. 5. Honestly I think that I could live this way. I'm already quiet anyways and once in my life i went 4 straight months without talking. I talk too little. I feel like somethings are better kept in my head and not said out loud. I'm already a good listener. When I listen to someone's problems they always tell me that they appriciate me just listening instead of always giving advice. By speaking more I could probably make more friends, but I like the friends I have now so I'm not complaining. 9. One thing I do to occupy my small mind is taking a nap. When I can't think of anything to write sometimes I'll just take a nap instead. When I wake up all of these different ideas will fill my head. Another thing that I would do is think about my future. Sometimes I will sit there and think about the different ways I could die in my life or the college I'll go to or even how many kids I'll have. Then after thinking of those all kinds of ideas will come to me. 10. Yes I agree with this. Something easy for me about writing is coming up with what I want to write about or even making up a story. Something hard fo rme about writing is writing it down the way I picture it in my head and changing something then going along with the new ideas. I think that writing is hard work. I think that it's a process and it takes a while to make it perfect. 11. I do agree that it would be harder to learn new things the older you get, but I don't agree that you can't learn because you're older. I think that people learn something new everyday. Like teaching your grandparents how to use facebook, or even a parent going back to school to better their education.

Memorable Passage

"He had to keep thinking of them because if he forgot them and did not think of them they might forget about him. And he had to keep hoping." This passage comes from the book Hatchet from Gary Paulsen. This passage matters to me because when I read it, it reminds me to keep hoping for the best. It reminds me to never give up and to keep moving forward. It makes me smile everytime I read it because it makes me feel better about myself and life.

I am...

1. I am... a living in Springfield, Missouri. 2. I am... a sister to 3 brothers and 1 sister. 3. I am... a daughter. 4. I am... quiet and shy. 5. I am... always cold. 6. I am... a team player. 7. I am... a risk taker. 8. I am... really good a math. 9. I am... good listener. 10. I am... a good friend. 11. I am... a truthful person. 12. I am... a christian. 13. I am... really mature for my age. 14. I am... excited for graduation. 15. I am... 18 years old. 16. I am... ready for my future.

In the Newspaper

One thing that caught my eye in the newspaper was a headline that said "the way to take a road trip in an old beater." This caught my eye because I immediately thought of a way to make that headline into a story. I thought that it would be a good way to start a story. Another thing that caught my eye is a picture of old US coins from long ago. This caught my eye because I thought it was cool how money then is a lot different from money now. I thought it was cool to see how things have changed through the many years of being a country. What also caught my eye was a picture of all the football teams. I'm a big football fan and so seeing all of the different teams is pretty cool to me. The next thing that caught my eye is an article of heart attacks. It's an article explaining how hospitals have reduced the time it takes to get treatment for a heart attack patient, but they haven't reduced the number of patients that have heart attacks. The last thing that caught my eye was another article. This article was about a Springfield, Missouri man that was being charged of sex trafficking. This caught my eye because I like to read about crimes and things like that because it makes you wonder what happened and if everything ended for the good.

Blackout

Sometimes you remember anything that was a good idea.

Favorite Quotations

1. "Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened." -Dr. Seuss 2. " Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter, and those who matter don't mind." - Bernard M. Baruch 3. "In three words I can sum up everything that I have learned about life: it goes on." -Robert Frost 4. "Don't walk behind me; I may not lead. Don't walk in front of me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend." -C.S. Lewis

Famous Lines from Famous Books Info.

1. "A screaming comes across the sky..." This line is from the novel "Gravity's Rainbow," which was published in the year 1973 by the author Thomas Pynchon who lived from 1937 to 1966. This author is also known for other works, including short stories and uncollected articles. Summary: World War II is the setting. Strange things are happening around Slothrop. Scientists and Shadow Organizations have noticed a curious correlation between the locations of Tyrone's beneath-the-sheets rompings and the locations of German V-2 rocket assaults. Either Slothrop is singling out these crash sites or the German rockets are following Slothrop around London for another reason. Seeking answers to this question launches Slothrop on a paranoid-ridden tour of post-War Europe, hunting for the mysterious Schwarzgerät and the Rocket "00000", where he encounters a large cast of party-goers, scientists, gangsters and soldiers, dopers and refugees all of whom are just trying to scrape by and cope with daily life in The Zone. 2. "Don't ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody..." This line is from the novel "The Catcher in the Rye," which was published in the year 1951 by the author J.D. Salinger who lived from 1919 to 2010. This author is also known for other works, including "Nine Stories" and "Franny and Zooey." Summary: Teenager, Holden Caulfield, is having trouble with yet another boarding school, Pency. Holden is starting to get sick of the school and the people in it. He is trying to find something good that he can remember about Pency and finally leave. After meeting his history teacher, and going meeting with his roommates, Stradler and Ackley, Holden finally leaves Pency in the middle of the night, bound for New York. This is one of the many schools that Holden has been kicked out of, so his parents are really not happy with him.

Famous Lines from Famous Books

A screaming comes across the sky... I heard it from my bedroom window. It startled me so much that I fell of my bed while reading a book. I wondered what it was, so I'm going to go check it out. As I'm walking down the sidewalk I heard it again. It was coming from the alley two blocks away. I was running as fast as my legs could run until I fell. I guess I was running too fast. When I got to the alley there was a man on top of a woman. He ran off when he looked up and saw me. I ran to the woman to see if she was okay. She was dying. I could tell. He has beaten her to death. As she looks into my eyes she says to me softly, "Don't ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody..." She then closed her eyes. She was just laying there, motionless. I was so scared. What should I do? My mind started going crazy, and my heart started racing. Tears were pouring down my face as I just sat there next to this woman that I didn't even know. Why did she tell me that? What happened? Where did the man go? What did she do to deserve this? I got up and ran. I ran, and ran, and ran. The problem was that I didn't know where I was running to, but kept on going. As I finally wiped my tears off my face I noticed that I was in town, and right across the street from the police station. I burst through their doors, and started yelling for help. "What's wrong?" one officer said to me. "Should I tell them that I just witnessed a murder?" I asked myself. Then I had a flashback of the woman's face, and what she had told me. She deserves to have justice I thought, so I looked right in the officers eyes. I told him that I had just witnessed a murder.

Writers as Readers

1. When I read, to be comfortable I have to be in a room by myself. the lights have to be dimmed and the temperature has to be room temperature or a little hotter. I have to have water or warm milk with honey on the side along with a small bowl of almonds or pineapple chunks. I also have to have complete silence and absolutely no movement. The room that I am in also has to be cleaned or organized. 5. The very first book that I've picked up and been excited to turn the next page is The Old Willis Place. I read this book when I was in 5th grade, and it was the first book that I've really gotten interested in. It was the first book where I could see in my head what was happening in the story. I couldn't and didn't put the book down. I would always get into trouble, because I would be reading my book instead of doing my work in class. At first I didn't really want to read it, because I thought books were stupid. I haven't read a good book before that, so I thought that all books were the same. I was in the school library and I was just looking around. Nothing really popped out at me, so I just grabbed one. I checked it out and went back to class. When I sat back in my seat I thought to myself that it would be another stupid book. We had to read for 20 minutes everyday in class. I didn't even want to open the book, but when I did I started reading the first page. After reading the first chapter, I didn't want to put the book down. I started imagining everything that was going on since the very first page. I was mind blown that there was actually a book that I liked. From then on is when I started to getting caught for reading overtime instead of listening to the teacher. I finished the book in 5 school days, because we weren't allowed to take the books home with us. I finished before everyone else, so the teacher said that I could go back to the library to get another book. I didn't want another book. Instead I went to the library and renewed the book. When I came back to class with the same book the teacher said that I had to get a different book. I got a different book, but instead of putting back The Old Willis Place, I took it home with me. I don't remember the other book that I read, but I do remember that I didn't like it that well. 7. The very first book I remember reading is Green Eggs and Ham. This book was read to me every night before I went to bed. I even brought it to show and tell when I was in kindergarten, because I liked it so much. And even at my age right now I have Green Eggs and Ham pajamas. I was so obsessed with this book when I was a kid that I didn't care about any other books. I thought that other books weren't as cool as this book. 8. I have a lot of favorite books that I couldn't choose between, because I like them all the same. My favorite series is called Thirst. Just like Twilight, Thirst are vampire books. It is a lot different from Twilight though. It has no werewolves, and the main character has been a vampire the whole time. There are only four books, or at least four books that I know of. I really liked the Twilight books, but I personally like the Thirst books better. 9. When I finished reading Hate List, I was angry because it was an open ending where you imagine the rest of the book. I have NEVER liked open endings, so was really upset. When I finished reading The Hatchet, I was happy because it ended in a happy ending. I liked reading about how they had to survive on barely nothing, and then they finally get rescued off the island.

Dreaming of my future

When I dream about my future I dream about everything that might happen from day to day. I dream about my future from next year to my death. When I dream about my future I see it as reading a book, because I see it as it was really happening right now. And everynight when I fall asleep the next chapter plays into my head. I always seem to go back where I left off from the night before. Right now I’m not sure what chapter I’m on, because I haven’t been paying that much attention. I only think about what’s going on. I pay attention to the people and surroundings in my dream. I pay attention to the sounds and movements that are happening. I pay attention to how I am living my life through my eye point of view and what people are saying to me. It’s like I use all five of my senses, because in my dream it’s reality. I’ve been dreaming of my future a lot lately. For like the last two weeks. Which I find it weird, because I’ve never really dreamed of my life before. I’ve always had some kind of unreal dream that I know for a fact that it would never really happen. Like some silly way of the world ending, mud monsters chasing me, falling into a volcano, or even being born in the ocean where I live my whole life. Since I see my future as a book I feel like I could really write a book about my future. I’m not much of a writer anymore though. I’ve always wanted to be a writer when I was younger, but I kind of gave up on that dream. I’m still pretty good at coming up with ideas for writing a story, but not a good as I once was.

Dream Threads

I dream about my future… Everynight when I close my eyes I dream about all of the problems and damage that will happen later in my life. When I’m awake I try to think of ways that I could change them, but nothing comes to mind. I’m screwed. My whole life is screwed. I keep telling myself that it was just a dream, and that it won’t really happen. Who am I kidding. I’ll do anything not to fall back to sleep, because Closing my eyes becomes a fear…

Color

C alming A ir P reparing me for this E xtremely B eautiful L and U nreal E nough to take my breath away a DANCING LEAF floats in the MIDWINTER SKY with beautiful glows SO GOOFY... It was the Goofy family reunion, and the whole goofy family came. It was like one big party. While everyone was just hanging out and talking, there was one group of Goofy’s who were laughing. No one knew what they were laughing about, so they all went to see what was so funny. As everyone started to gather around they all started to laugh. Now that everybody knows that it was just Grandpa Goofy trying to eat without his teeth, they all were ok with what was going on. Little baby Goofy, who was only two years old, climbed on grandpa’s lap and said, “Grandpa, you’re so goofy.” Everyone laughed and went back to what they were doing.

Smoke

I didn’t see it at first, but having the chance of almost losing my life reality hit me. I’ve finally made the choice to stop. If I was going to live my dreams of becoming a writer, I had to stop. I have now realized that it is not just hurting me, but it is also hurting the one’s that I love the most. Fay. Fay is my grandmother. She was a writer herself. She was the one who taught me everything about writing. She always told me that writing about how you truly feel will fix all of your problems, or at least help them. And she was right, they did help my problems. It helped them all excepted for one at the time. My smoking. When I became 15, a sophomore in high school, I started hanging out with the wrong crowd. I was skipping school, smoking in the bathrooms, getting suspended all the time. You name it, I did it! And while I was leading my life down-hill I didn’t care about who got hurt in the process. Not my friends, not my grandmother, not my girlfriend, and definitely not my dad. My dad was a drug attic anyways, so I didn’t really care about what he thought. My grandmother said that after my mom died when I was two my dad couldn’t handle the pressure anymore, so he started doing drugs. My grandma didn’t want me to be around it, so she took me in. And that was when she taught me about writing. I have lived with my grandma ever since. She told me that’s why I started to act up when I was in school. Every time she saw me smoking on the back step I would come in and she would tell me that I should write about how I felt about smoking. I never felt like writing anymore, so I never listened. When I graduated from high school, surprisingly, I didn’t go to college. Instead I didn’t care about my life, and started to smoke more. Fay told me that I gave up on everything and that I should be ashamed of myself, but I didn’t. I have probably smoked 3 packs a day. Until the day when Fay went out grocery shopping and came back finding me passed out on the back step. She saw that I was barely breathing, so she rushed me to the hospital where they said I had lung cancer in my lungs from smoking. The doctor said that it was treatable, but not curable. When I came to my senses 6 days later, he told me that if I didn’t stop now I could be dead in a matter of 6 months. When I got out of the hospital and back home, Fay didn’t even talk to me. I knew I screwed up and the guilt was eating me alive. I just didn’t know how to really make it up to her. Then it hit me, I knew exactly what I needed to do. I struggled to sit up and get out of my bed. I grabbed the pen and paper that was sitting on my desk, and started to write. When I came down stairs Fay was sitting in her rocking chair watching the television. I handed her the paper, and while she read I saw this glimpse of joy on her face. She turned to me with water in her eyes and said it was my best one yet.