New Goals - 3 Year Goals

Yesterday I got it into my mind I had to rethink the characters, their names (few of them) and also what P.O.V. to write in. I did all that in four hours. I also outlined the story again. It felt like it was going to be hard writing it.

I sat down in my writer's corner at 3:45pm and by 6:25pm I had finished chapter one and began chapter two. I wrote 3580 words in that time. I felt it was awesome to be able to feel like writing. I had this newish laptop. I got from my bro-in-law. He even put office 2007 for me. all I have is office 2003. So now it's flowing good and I love writing.

Pacer is one of our cats. She is a tuxedo cat. She sat behind my laptop screen and fell asleep. She is there right now as I typing this. I feel she is with me in my writing. I think she'll be the best writing buddy I ever had. Still going to keep writing this story.

The story is called - Courage to Weather the Storm. It's a good story in my book. I think I'll get it finished by 1st January if I can. I also planning to write my other stories by 1st October 2018. I need all the luck in the world and prayers so I can do this. It's a lofty goal, but I can do this if I focus and work hard on the stories to rewrite them. 

Poem - How Many Times

How many times will the demons take over
How many times do i have to chase them till it's over
How many times do i have to die inside
Till i finally can get pace
How many times can my heart be broken into pieces.. before it gives in.. and the demons take over

Poem - Forever Broken

Every single statement they make
echoes through my heart,
reminding me of just how little
I will always be worth.

My feelings are always on the run,
trying to find the safest place to hide
on this train track of my life.

Secrets from the dark
come trespassing through,
always weighing on me
as I am barely hanging on.

Every single statement they make
echoes through my heart,
reminding me that I am forever broken -
never to be healed.

Poem - Mask

I was once sad and lonely,
Having nobody to comfort me,
So I wore a mask that always smiled;
To hide my feelings behind a lie.

Before long, I had many friends;
With my mask, I was one of them.
But deep inside, I still felt empty,
Like I was missing a part of me.

Nobody could hear my cries at night
For I designed my mask to hide the lies.
Nobody could see the pain I was feeling
For I designed my mask to be laughing.

Behind all the smiles were the tears
And behind all the comfort were the fears.
Everything you think you see,
Wasn't everything there was to me.

Day by day,
I was slowly dying.
I couldn't go on,
There was something missing..

Until now I'm still searching
For the thing that'll stop my crying.
For someone who'll erase my fears,
For the person who'll wipe my tears.

But till then I'll keep on smiling.
Hiding behind this mask I'm wearing.
Hoping one day I can smile,
Till then, I'll be here.. waiting.

Poem - Daddy Why?

You were my dad that I once knew
But little do you know the pain you put me through
I've grown up and realized
That your life is nothing but one thousand lies
You say that you love me more than I know
But if that were true then why doesn't it show?
I know you have her
And you love her, I'm sure
But don't forget I'm in your blood too
But obviously that doesn't mean anything to you
I remember when I was the twinkle in my daddy's eyes
Then he left one day without saying good-bye
You say mom's standing in the way
And all she wants is for you to pay
Maybe that's true
But what can I do?
I'm your daughter
And you're supposed to be my father
Does that mean anything to you?
But that you'll never see
And a father you will never be
If you could see the tears running down my face
Still the years have passed you can't replace
So, dad I've given up on you and this time I'll leave.
From this day forward I'll just call you Ernie.

New Project - Story (Life of Jennifer O'Brien - Book 1 Rainbows Way)

I have been writing this story for five day now. Two of those days I didn't get any writing done I'm at 11, 650 words right now. I love writing this story. I just love writing my stories. I lost all my worldly writing on my laptop as it died. I lost five novels I'd written on my laptop. I have a close friend trying to get those files if they can. The mother board is fried so I'm told.

Outline
Jennifer's mother was dying of terminal cancer that chemotherapy and surgery was not going to cure. She was told by her mother that they were going to travel to America so Jennifer's godparents will look after her when her mother id gone. She hated the fact to leave the friends and family she knew to go somewhere she didn't know. She found out from her grandmother she was born in Reading, Indiana. She refused to help her mother pack there things and travel to America.

Without any further ado, Jennifer found herself on a plane to Indianapolis, Indiana. The journey to
Indianapolis was a tiring eight and a half hours of flying. Once they landed in Indianapolis International Airport. Jennifer met Liz Mason, her godmother. She slowly watches her mother slowly dying of cancer that was growing at a fast rate. Her mother got social services to allow the Mason's to adopt her daughter so she would have a family once she was gone.

After her mother's funeral Jennifer found it hard to even be around people. Jenni would not talk to her new friends, the Mason clan or anyone else come to that. She refused to eat anything. All she did was drink water or kool-aid. it was her only way of living for almost three weeks. She totally refused to put any kind of food into her mouth. Liz and John Mason took Jennifer to see a therapist. Soon the therapist got Jennifer into hospital for five days. The hospital got Jennifer to eat finally. Then she was discharged.

She was home with the Mason family. They tried their best to shower Jennifer with all kinds of love and affection. The boys began helping Jennifer adapt to living full-time with them as their sister. The boys also got her to go regularly to church and school. She began flourishing in school with her work improving immensely. Jennifer got better grades in school at Holy Grace, than when she was in school in England. Se always loved the sports teams she was on and made a lot of new friends and became best friends with Tessa Kensley. They became inseparable and her best thing to do was play basketball.

Soon Jennifer had everyone calling her Jenni and not Jennifer. She become a good role model for other girls who was a result of a child who had a parent die of cancer or another terminal illness. She slowly warmed to calling John Dad. She began slowly with Liz. She called her Ma'am not Mum. She felt if she did she would be betraying  her Mum if she called Liz Mum.

Writing Tips for the novice

When you are a writer, you hear over and over again the important job of the first line: to draw your reader into your story. The first line is a “hook” to grab the reader. But another important aspect of the first line is when it grabs you as a writer.

One way to fire up your imagination? Creative writing exercises focused on the first line of a story. Below is an arbitrary list of first lines for you to use to hone your storytelling and writing skills. Any of the following lines can be used to begin a novel, short story, or even an essay or non-fiction piece. Choose one and let your imagination loose!

Write the one that interests you most at the top of the page and then start writing. Now write the one that interests you the least and do the same. There are 31 here, enough to keep you writing for an entire month. (These are in 1^st person, but feel free to change them into 2^nd or 3^rd person.)

1. I can’t help it. I lie. All the time.
2. When I found out there would be a supermoon in two nights, I began making my plans.
3. I turned to see who was following me.
4. I’ve never done anything like this, but I was about to be thrown out of college and was desperate for money…
5. The day I decided to get my tattoo…
6. I had always thought the people who were paid to watch me were stupid, but this was beyond belief.
7. I wish I could take back that moment, at the fortune-teller’s table…
8. Anytime you want to meet someone over the internet, take my advice. Don’t.
9. It’s bad enough that I have the boss from hell, but this profession sucks the life from my soul, especially today.
10. 10. The first thing that went through my head was “she’s a witch!” from that Monty Python movie.
11. Manipulating people is so easy I almost stopped doing it. Almost.
12. This was the last thing I expected.
13. When he suggested I should run for office, I laughed. Then I considered it. After all…
14. I was fascinated by the history of my house.
15. This building smelled like a hospital, but it was not a place anyone would leave alive.
16. I’d always wondered what would happen when I opened that door.
17. The day I died began as an ordinary day.
18. The moon has always called to me…
19. Everyone thinks I’m normal, but no one has ever seen me at midnight.
20. As I sit down to write this, I imagine what you will think when you open the envelope…
21. Watching for the delivery truck became my obsession. I couldn’t wait for the package to come; I’d never ordered anything like it before.
22. Never a dull moment when you’re a taxi driver. Just the other day this guy gets in…
23. This might seem like it’s about me, but it’s not.
24. If I hadn’t looked out the window at that exact moment and watched it happen with my own eyes, I would never have believed it.
25. Sometimes it’s best not to go home again.
26. I wasn’t allowed to do this. But I couldn’t resist.
27. I never should have started it, but I had no idea I would cause such trouble.
28. When I woke, I didn’t know where I was.
29. The moment I realized what I was reading, I knew I was as good as dead.
30. I’d never imagined I could kill somebody.
31. After she’d told me it was “high time” I knew my family legacy, my grandmother turned, pulled the box from the closet and handed it to me.