The End of the Wild July Adventure

Honestly that is where I quit blogging everyday. Life and lack of internet caught up with me and this blog once again lived up to it's name. So here's a quick summary of what you missed.

I basically all but moved into Room 730, where I met some of my greatest Potter friends. There are memories there that will last forever. We had late night readings of dirty fanfiction, crazy singalongs, and created our own movie commentaries. James agreed to go with me to the ball (as friends) which made the night wonderful and stress free. I went with Lena to get her tattoo, which is amazing. I feel in love with Sally's humor and Sara's face. Susan and I talked long about nothing and Anna provided enough entertainment for all. I adventured with them around the hotel and around San Fran. I really can't wait to see them again.

Still the fun of Azkatraz had to end sometime. After I cried goodbye to friends new and old my cousin came to pick me up. She was in San Fran for a break from her missionary work in Yemen so it was nice to see her and her family. She has two sons and we had a lot of fun playing around in the park. They flew out the next morning and my aunt and I drove north to my mom's parents.

I spent the next week with my mom's parents. Grandpa and I hiked everyday and I saw a lot of the ocean and the redwoods. It made me really miss seeing it every summer, like I used to. We had fresh fruit every night and lots of delicious home cooked meals. The only bad thing about the entire time was that they only had dial-up internet. I really don't know how people used to survive.

Next it was time to visit my dad's parents. The time with Gram and Granp was spent creating art from the sea shells I had collected and visiting the zoo and Great Grandma. I learned to make fudge and once again ate a lot of delicious home made food. This was obviously to make up for all the crap I ate while in San Francisco. Then they drove me to Sacramento where I boarded the train that would take me home.

The train, as always, was an adventure in itself. A wonderful two day journey which I mostly spent reading and talking to the guys sitting next to me. One kid taught me to play poker, and I promptly beat him. The guy behind me told me all about how he had hoped on the train in order to escape going to jail. He was leaving his girlfriend and heading home to his mom while he figured out his life (the guy was about 40). He was a "free spirit" and just wanted to travel. I wasn't exactly sad to get off the train.

My brother picked me up when I got home and we went out to eat. It feels wonderful to be home and able to relax for a couple of weeks before heading back to school. Which reminds me I should pack for college.

Till I next fail at failure.

The Wild July Adventure Day 12

Yesterday was an adventure in Wrock, at least for me. I woke up early and listened to Andrew Slack talk about the Harry Potter Alliance. I ate at the welcome lunch and then an adventure in Wrock began. First I went to Lena's acoustic show which was a lot of fun. She asked me to sell merch for her. Mostly I just sat there with my mouth open and listened. Got to hear a lot of new songs that I fell immediately in love with.
I spent some time hanging out with Lena in the afternoon. I helped her move things around and really met everyone in room 730. Then I headed off to the Mina Gallery only to discover that the show was 21 and over only. Tyler even had to stand outside when he wasn't playing, which was ridiculous. So they decided to play in the common room as well. The room was packed and I had a fantastic time. Even though I had already seen them play I really never get tired of it.After the common room show I helped Lena set up for Fair Fortune. This is Lena's wrock opera and it was even better live than it was on the CD. I sold merch during the performance, and that has become my favorite job. I got to hang out with Jeremy Jennings, the MoM merch guy, and he made it all even more fun. I enjoyed the performance and everything that went with it.
Lena said that I can sell merch for her again at the ball. I'm more excited than I should be.

Till I next fail at failure.

The Wild July Adventure Day 11

So I must have done something yesterday morning but I don't remember what it was. This is because it was quickly washed from my mind by Wrock Around the Rock!!!! That's right I was on a boat! It was incredible! There were performances by House of Black, The Whomping Willows, Ministry of Magic, and the Remus Lupins. Not to mention that I got to hang out with a ton of friends; new and old, and dance till my legs didn't work. I also met StarKidPotter (you must know them) and Chris Rankin (who I didn't recognize at first). It was one of those occasions that is too awesome for text. Describing it requires lots of squees and much waving of the arms. Since neither of those things translate well to a blog I will just have to post a lot of pictures. Enjoy!









Yes, that pizza place is real. Sadly I did not eat there. Also the picture of the pier was taken on fireworks setting so just chase those thoughts out of your head.

Till I next fail at failure.

The Wile July Adventure Day 10

As you know yesterday morning we arrived in San Francisco. We watched the sun come up, the fog roll out, and traffic appear, all long before we could check into our hotel. This wait left us with only a few options, so we decided to walk the streets. We saw crammed houses of every color, countless fire escapes, and more than a few plant collections. Oh and you can't forget all of the "trash" on street. Among so called trash we found a nice office chair and a coat hanger shaped like a tie. Sadly it was determined that these were not transportable items (although I was really gunning for the tie coat rack). Still, this is San Francisco and there was still much more to discover! My two favorite things are what follows.

Seriously who can honestly say they've never wanted a Transformer as their car? Wait, you can? Then why are you reading my blog? Honestly I took one look at this car (this is the hood) and thought Why haven't I done that? So Suze, Jenny, Earl, and I geeked out over the car, but our fun wasn't over yet, because just around the next block we ran into this....
Who knew that Whomping Willow lived on the west coast? And who knew that he and Jenny had such an interesting relationship. I suppose that's between her and the tree. There was an entire row of these trees and as soon as we saw them we all started yelling. It's a good thing that it was 6am or someone might have noticed the crazies and chased us away with "trash".

Eventually the hotel opened and Suze got her room. She and I chilled and wandered more commercial parts of San Fran while we waited for people to arrive. Eventually the hotel filled with Potter people and registration opened for us to get our HBP not midnight release tickets. Shortly after that I got a text from Anna. At the time we had never met but I was buying Ravenclaw robes from her. I went up to her room and spent the rest of the afternoon with Anna, Lena, and Erin. We had a complete blast just talking and being silly. Then we all got dressed up and went to see HBP again. Aren't Anna and Lena adorable?


As far as the movie goes I liked it just as much the second time around, but as I had done most of the driving I was exhausted. I found myself drifting so I will definitely be seeing the movie again.

Till I next fail at failure.

The Wild July Adventure Day 9

It's 6:35am and I'm sitting in a Peet's in San Francisco. I wish that I had pictures of the city, but it was only 5am as we drove in and so the dark is just lifting and the fog hasn't cleared yet. I will be here for seven days though so there will be pictures.

Yesterday consisted of only two activities; exploring Jenny's house and driving twelve hours from Phoenix to San Fran. In the interest of making sense let's take this adventure chronologically. I woke up in a real bed this morning (love sac I will NOT miss you), packed up, and ran around Jenny's house taking pictures. Here are some highlights.

Yes there is a pool in her backyard, and a hot tub, and a guest house, and possibly a miniature golf course; you will never know. I'm told that this things are all to common in Phoenix, but I an Iowa small town girl I reserve the right to be amazed. Sadly I must confess that no swimming took place, I chose to see HBP at midnight instead, and it was absolutely the right choice.Course there was more to the house than the backyard.

There was also a giant, huge, very large cactus in front of the house. For the sake of scale I should point out that I am 5'10"/11" tall. It was a big cactus. I was informed that these are also very common, but I once again played the Iowa card, and was permitted to take pictures and run around just as excited as I pleased. Sadly the one thing that Jenny's house was lacking was a pet armadillo, we'll have to talk about that.

Jenny's house was a blast but it was only part of the trip. At about 4pm we piled into a van, which took us to the car, which took us to CVS, where we bought energy drinks. Then it was off onto the road, where we drove through lots of pretty desert. I enjoyed the scenery and we sang along to Taylor Swift, John Mellencamp, and the Pokemon soundtrack. All was going well and we (Jenny, Suze, and I) were sure that this trip was going to be a blast. Then we ran out of gas.

Ok, ok, that might have been a slight exaggeration, but only slight. The reality was the gas light came on and all that surrounded us was desert. It was just like being in the movies! We started brainstorming ways to siphon gas from Earl, who had filled up in Phoenix (brilliant man that one), without a hose. Just as we were devising a brilliant plan involving hooking together every single straw that we could find and filling empty red bull cans with gas, I spotted something on the horizon. No, it couldn't be. Gas stations don't just appear out of the middle of nowhere when you wish for them. It must be a mirage. I wonder if Earl sees it too. Wait I see pumps, there are vehicles there. Mirages don't have moving vehicles. Really? Truly? Yes! Yes! Transported to the middle of the desert solely for our use (the clerks were very confused as they had just been in Minnesota) was a beautiful wonderful gas station. I have never been so happy to see those pumps and the rolling numbers that slowly tick to broke.

So now we have gas, we're ready to go. We drove, and drove, and drove, and made sure to watch the gas tank constantly. When after about 2 hours the gauge was still above full we decided that either the miracle gas station had given us magical gas (a good deal for $50) or the car could not be trusted. We bet on the second since magical gas is becoming exceedingly rare. Still the car could go a few more miles, but our stomachs really couldn't. We crossed into California and began looking for a place to fill our stomachs. The food became less important however when we spotted; you guessed it (did you really cause that's impressive) DINOSAURS!!!

There was a museum just off the highway with life size concrete dinosaurs. There were also robotic dinosaurs, and mechanical ones that you could ride. Sadly due to the late hour these wonders were forbidden to us, but the T-Rex was more than willing to pose for picture after picture. Suze and I were the first to conquer the T-Rex. Which if you consider his size really was quite a feat. We managed to get out without being eaten, which was a plus, and we also got something to eat. It was a very effective stop.

After we left the dinosaurs it was my turn to drive. I spent the next 6ish hours staring at headlights and taillights. Suze took the last stretch and we made it into San Francisco. We watched the sun rise (yes I failed at the picture taking) and then searched for the thing we needed most; caffeine.

Until I next fail at failure.

Half Blood Prince (and The Wild Adventure Day 8)

So I'm sure that something happened yesterday, but it has all been banished from my mind by Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince! I loved this movie! It is in my opinion the best so far and it gives me hope for the next two films. I need to see it at least once more before I can manage to organize my thoughts enough to actually write a review so for now it will be a disorganized mess of lists. Totally contains spoilers.

-"Your shoelace" is now my new favorite pick up line.

-I loved Draco!! The emotion was fantastic and I couldn't have wished for more in the scene with Dumbledore. I also loved the bathroom scene.

-I really liked Lav Lav. I thought she did a great job of being the crazy pushy girlfriend. Sometimes I felt she wasn't quite ditzy enough, but she did pull it off well. I really loved her once she and Ron broke up. Staring across the great hall and griping that spoon; I was sure she was going to bend it with her mind.

-Michael Gambon surprised me. I have not been a fan of his, especially in Goblet of Fire, but I really liked him. I felt like for once he was really Dumbledore, and I was sad when he died.

-I thought that the trio really came into their own finally. It felt like Harry, Ron, and Hermione instead of Dan, Rupert, and Emma (not that I don't adore them too).

-I have always and will always love Luna Lovegood, and this movie was no different. I wasn't even upset that she was the one who found Harry on the train. I also loved her outfit for the Christmas Party, but she didn't have enough screen time at all.

-Getting Slughorn was perfect. I loved the way the house looked and his armchair was wonderful. I wasn't sure about him during the rest of the movie though. I liked him for most of it, but he seemed a little too ditzy especially during the poisoning of Ron.

-Which brings me to that scene. I loved Ron on love potion, but the poisoning scene wasn't nearly serious enough. Ron could have died, but it didn't seem that way.

-I hated that the Burrow was destroyed! I didn't mind that scene as much but the fact that it cut off right after the explosioun bothered me. I wanted the self depricating (I'm a burden) Harry. I was also sad he didn't break it off with Ginny (and that the didn't have a real relationship even)

-I really liked the memory scenes. Young Tom Riddle was great. I did miss the scene where he see Hufflepuff's cup, how is Harry gonna figure it out without that?

-The cave scene was great, the cave itself I didn't like as much. Whats will all the crystals? I thought the emotion was really good, especially as Harry kept giving Dumbledore the potion. That was one of the saddest parts in the book, and I was gad that it measured up.

-The only scene that really made me angry was Dumbledore's death. Harry absolutely WOULD NOT just stand by and let Dumbledore be killed. No matter what he promised to who he wouldn't have stood there. It made me so angry! You could have just spelled him!

-Also the lack of a battle in Hogwarts bugged me. I understood why the didn't have it, but I can't imagine for a second that McGonagal, Flitwick, Hagrid, and the rest would have just let the Deatheaters walk out the front door and off into the forest. It you didn't want a battle have them disappear some other way. Harry chased them and shot spells for god's sake, where the hell was everyone else.

-The Harry/Ginny dynamic was good, although I wasn't sure about the Room of Requirement seductress act. I really liked Hermione's love sick portrayal, but I thought that Harry was a bit too observant. Boys are dumb and book Harry definitely didn't get it in HBP.

My brain is still running on crazy happy thoughts so I think that's all I get out for now. I can't wait to see the movie again, and again, and again, and probably again after that. Despite the things that bugged me this movie was my favorite!

The Wild July Adventure Day 7

I think that the story of today can be told entirely in pictures. First I woke up, showered, and used a blow drier on my hair, something I haven't done in years. This was the result.

Then it was time to adventure outside where Hoth in July, a week long event here at UAT, was kicking off with free snow cones and some water fun. In this picture you can see one of the kiddie pools and the two lane slip and slide. Kim and I played in the water for a couple of hours, but she still wasn't able to make it all the way down the slip and slide, not enough velocity.


Honestly the most exciting thing that happened yesterday actually happened at 4am this morning. Kim's huge TV fell on my head while I was sleeping. It should be mentioned that on top of this TV were two small cacti that also fell on me. So I was covered in spines and lots and lots and lots of sandy dirt. I honestly can figure out where all the dirt came from. The pots were only the size of my fist but managed to cover me, the comforter, the entire love sac, and a large amount of the floor in dirt. For those of you who might be worried; I am fine. No concussion, not even a bump to show for it.


Until I next fail at failure.

The Wild July Adventure Day 6

Basically yesterday was composed entirely of two things. The first was reading Fruits Basket, which I want to finish since it's all out in the US now. The second was getting my hair done. There was a visit to Atomic Comics and Coldstone in there too, but those are really unimportant.

So this is what my hair used to look like. This is also how it has looked for the past 10 years. It has varied in length over that time, because I cut it regularly for locks of love, but it has never been above my shoulders.
So yesterday I set out to change it drastically. The first step of course was to cut off enough to donate, because if I couldn't do that then there was no reason to cut my hair anyway. After that there was a look of deciding how short and what to do about color. I had decided that I wanted my hair to be colored. Then she began cutting and coloring and I avoided the mirror and waited to see how everything would turn out. This was the result.


I love it more than I thought I would. The color is admittedly a little bright for me, which means I'll wash normally so it fades a bit. I would say it was a success.

Until I next fail at failure.

The Wild July Adventure Day 5

Yesterday was perhaps the least busy day since I got here. I slept in until 11 and then went to breakfast with Kim. At the cafeteria there was a Mythbusters marathon on so breakfast lasted for about 2 hours. I left Kim there and she didn't come back until almost 5.

Alissa, Andrew, and I spent the afternoon at the Tempe Marketplace. It's basically a mall, but instead of having hallways it has alleyways. Basically the stores are inside but the hallways are outside. The entire place is covered with misters too. I really enjoyed spending time there. Alissa and I tried on some hats in Target.

I'm really thinking about buying that one as a Ravenclaw hat! After the wild shopping spree it was back to the dorm for late night D&D. Mostly they played and I read Fruits Basket. All in all not a very exciting day, but I still loved it. Sometimes slow is nice.

Until I next fail at failure.

The Wild July Adventure Day 4

Apparently my thing is going to be posting the day after (which is ok cause I still post everyday). This has a little to do with falling asleep and a lot to do with staying out well past midnight.

Yesterday was fantastic; which is quickly becoming the norm at UAT. I got to sleep all morning and then spend my time reading Fruits Basket and playing Phoenix Wright Ace Attorney, which is an awesome game. Then we to lunch at Taharu, a local sushi place. I'm a big fan of sushi, and this was one of the neatest places I've been. They have a sushi bar (a moving conveyor belt with plates of sushi) that runs along the bar. The plates cost $1, $1.50, or $2. I got my entire meal for $10, where at other sushi places it would have cost $30. I really want to go back.

After sushi the afternoon was spent watching America's Got Talent, and then it was off for a Friday night UAT tradition, Nerf Wars. The basic idea behind the game is that you take Nerf guns (altered to shoot farther), split into red and blue teams, and run around the main building and shoot each other. It was AWESOME! I really had an incredible time, despite the fact that running around shooting people isn't really my thing. There was also a zombie round, where after you're killed you wait 30 seconds and come back as a weaponless zombie. Then it is your job to touch people (without getting shot) in order to turn them into zombies. If you're shot you respawn in 30 seconds so it's an unwritten rule that zombies always win. I went with Kim, and here's a fantastic shot of us looking totally badass.
Until I next fail at failure.

Short Rant

This is not a normal July Adventure blog this is a necessary explosion. I just finished reading this article and I couldn't keep myself quiet.

I know from experience that it would be useless to try to comment on the article itself. This website is a seriously conservative site and as such are probably very set in their ways. Still articles like this make me incredibly angry. I'm a Harry Potter fan, and I know the books aren't real. Still I think that lessons can be learned from them. The article claims it's terrible to base our life around a book, but the Bible is a book. More importantly the parables are made up stories that we are supposed to base our lives around. The conservatives have no problem using those stories to dictate how they should live their lives, but shame on us for doing the same because our made up story wasn't made up by Jesus. *Screams in frustration*

Sometimes I just want to shake these people. I may not agree with everything Andrew Slack says but I do recognize the good he is doing. Are you, Warner, telling me that it is bad to try and stop genocide, no matter what your inspiration? That simply because I draw comparisons to fiction I shouldn't worry about racism? That I live in a fantasy world because I want to create social change? Don't even get me started on the gay issue. Rowling admitted Dumbledore was gay because she was asked she wasn't trying to get in with the community, or sell more books, she doesn't need to do either of those things. I could care less what you actually think about the gay issue, but you need to do your research and not jump to conclusions. Obviously this revelation made her extremely unpopular with you, so what makes you think she chose to do that arbitrarily. I need to go relax with a book.

Until I next fail at failure.

The Wild July Adventure Day 3

First thing that must be said is I have a follower! Hello SlytherinSweetie. I suppose I will have to do a better job at blogging now that I have someone to be accountable to.

I spent most of the day in the dorm. I caught up on the internet and read a lot of Fruits Basket (a fantastic manga). Andrew, Alissa, and Kim went to classes, but they didn't have a class I could go to. Still I had a lot of fun. I uploaded pictures of the Wrock concert in Kansas City, watched youtube videos, and generally wasted the day away. Then when they came back in the afternoon I filmed my collaborative video. So in case you wanted to get a better idea of who these people are that I talk about all the time.


After the video filming and editing I got a chance to go to the common area with Alissa while she worked on a 3D modeling project. The commons at UAT is a huge room of computers that would make any techie drool.

Alissa modeled and I edited my video. We made a QT run at midnight which involved a very healthy combination of hotpockets, milkshakes, and donuts. I finally got Kim to watch part of HP The Musical, and when I left at 1am the place was just starting to get busy.

Since I've been here for a few days I figure it's about time I gave you all a tour. I'm just going to do pictures of the buildings for now, a video tour might come later.

Here is the dorm.



And here is the only other building. It has the classrooms, library, bookstore, commons, and cafeteria. Did I mention this campus is small?



Until I next fail at failure.

The Wild July Adventure Day 2

So there is no wonderful reason why I didn't do this blog yesterday, but there is a perfectly normal reason; youtube. Being with new people always opens up all sorts of youtube doors, and I get to share some of my favorites. I spent all of last night showing Kim (Alissa's roommate and a redhead who says lol which makes me laugh) all my favorites vlogbrothers vids. She knows John Green cause she has read his books (and you should too), but was totally new to the Nerdfighters. Tonight we plan to watch some of the HP musical and I promise to blog after that.

The day itself was a lot of fun. I woke up at 7:30am cause my stupid brain is still on Iowa time, but that was ok. I got to go to a gaming store where I bought pretty blue dice I don't need and a set of Pokemon cards for my brother. (He's 18 but it seems to be regression time). We went to the Asian food market, where I got a lot of delicious stuff, but I also got a lot of weird looks. I'm not the kind of person who gets uncomfortable, but I felt a little awkward there.

In the afternoon I went to Alissa's photoshop class where I helped (and by helped I mean pointed and suggested while she did all the work) her make this picture.
Which I think is totally awesome. After that Andrew made a delicious dinner at their condo and then it was back to the dorm for the youtube craziness that I mentioned earlier.

I'm still loving Phoenix and I only see it getting better. Being with Andrew and Alissa has made me realize how much I really do miss them. I wish that they had more time to be home, and I'm going to make a hug effort to spend more time with them through the internet when I am at home. Leaving here is going to be really hard, but I still have at least four days of fun in the sun before that has to happen.

Until I next fail at failure.

Distracted By Music and the Wild July Adventure

I was supposed to write a story on Wednesday and I have been planning blog posts all week, but then something happened; HP The Musical. There I was happily wasting time reading Twitter when suddenly everyone started updating the same link. HP The Musical was online! I had heard a lot about this from Steph of Tonks and the Aurors, and as the quotes started pouring into Twitter I couldn't wait for work to end so that I could go home and watch. Finally 5pm came and I did watch; at length. Once I had finished I had to get my brother to watch. He enjoyed it as much as I did. Now I plan to force my father to watch as well.

There is so much that can be said about how awesome the musical is, but I really don't want to spoil it. What I will say is that I spent much of it pausing for fits of uncontrollable laughter. It is quite possible that prolonged exposure to Draco Malfoy can kill you. I also left with a desire for Voldemort/Quirrell fanfiction and a head full of catchy tunes. I really hope they release a sound track, because I want to be able to hear the lyrics the stage garbled (as if I need something else to be addicted to). Now lets get to the next part of this blog. Floo Powder Power.Floo Powder Power. Floo Powder Power. Floo Powder Power.

That last bit was written quite awhile ago, but I couldn't bring myself to just delete it and start over, or post two blogs today. Obviously my blog title is proving itself accurate yet again. While there hasn't been much for you to see here in the outside world my life has been quite busy. In the two weeks since my last post I have watched almost all of Babylon 5 with my father (I love this show!), worked about 60 hours, announced a local 4th of July parade, driven to Kansas City to see Potterces, The Whomping Willows, and the Remus Lupins with my brother, and flown to Phoenix to see friends. I'm writing this blog from Alissa's dorm at UAT (University of Advancing Technology) while her roommate Kim plays on the computer and Andrew plays some game on the DS.

This is my first time in Arizona but I can already tell it won't be my last. I know people complain about the crazy heat here, but for someone who comes from a town where the temperature can be in the 90's and the humidity can be 100% the dry 105 degree heat of Arizona feels just pleasantly toasty. Not that I probably want to stay in it long, but I can manage. I also love everything about UAT. This school makes me wish I was rich and talented enough to attend. The entire campus consists of 2 buildings (one is the dorm) and there are probably only 1200 students total. Normally this would not be my cup of tea. I would run out of new people to meet within a week, but the entire school is made of Nerdfighters! Everyone plays computer games, reads like crazy, makes videos, plays D&D, draws, listens to Jonathon Coulton, or some combination of the above. I feel totally at home with everyone I've met. It's almost like the feeling I get at Potter Conferences, but not quite. In short UAT is made of awesome.

I'm going to make it a goal to blog everyday while I'm on the Wild July Adventure, but due to internet availability there may not be a post everyday. I will post when I get internet, and I promise that all added up there will be a post everyday. Some will be flash stories, some will be blogs, and if I feel inspired I might start that novel thing. It remains to be seen.

Until I next fail at failure.

Illusions

"It's so cold here." Jaz whispered. "How can it be so cold?" Her breath floated around her head like a smoky halo. Quinn pulled his jacket tighter around his shoulders. How had they ended up here anyway? It had been a fall night like any other when they set out on their date. It felt like days since they had entered the theatre with Rose and Zane, but Jaz knew it had only been a few hours. The movie had been decent, but it seemed silly to think of it now. How could movies possibly important when this had happened? Zane had his arms wrapped tightly around Rose but her teeth were still chattering.

"It's cold because we are on a plain of ice god knows where." Zane was a little testy. "They better question is how the hell did we get here." Funny, Jaz had been thinking the same thing. The movie ended, they walked outside, that annoying husky was barking on the corner, Rose had forgotten her coat so they turned to get it, then...well then they were here. Try as she could Jaz could remember nothing in between.

"Does anyone remember what happened after we turned to get Rose's coat?" A coat she could really use right now Jaz thought. Rose's lips were purple and the rest of her body wasn't doing much better.

"I opened the door to the theatre I think." Quinn's voice was uncertain.

"He did, and there was a man behind the door." Rose's words were punctuated by her chattering teeth. Jaz remembered none of this. How could that be? "He said something, but I didn't really hear it. Then...well then we were here."

"No, wait you forgot the light. There was an aqua light." Zane's eyes were closed. Jaz just stared. A man, words, aqua light? How could she remember none of it? She closed her eyes and pictured the scene over and over, but no matter how hard she tried the last thing she remembered was Rose needed the coat. She looked around her hoping for a clue. Maybe there was a man or an aqua light in the distance. She scanned the horizon to no avail. The only thing she saw was more and more ice and snow.

"Look there's a building." Rose jumped a little and pointed. Jaz followed her finger but she couldn't see a thing. Quinn and Zane seemed to though. They grinned and the three of them started moving quickly towards it. Jaz had no choice but to follow.

They continued to move closer but still Jaz saw nothing. Then Rose put out her hand, as if touching a wall. She pulled at an invisible handle and Zane and Quinn stared eagerly ahead. Jaz put her hand in front of her but she felt nothing. Even placing her hand alongside Rose's she couldn't feel a thing. She considered shoving her hand through the "door" just to see what the others would say, but she held back. Rose entered the building.

"It's warmer in here. Come on." Rose walked through the empty space and the rest followed. "What a lovely cabin. A fireplace, a couch, a stove, it looks like there might even be a bathroom and a bedroom upstairs."

"I'll go check." Quinn ran forward across the ice and started climbing thin air. Jaz couldn't help herself any longer.

"Stop! Don't do it! There's nothing there!" Jaz was almost screaming and her breath was coming in short bursts. What was wrong with them? There was nothing here. She didn't even feel warmer. Quinn stared at her like she had sprouted horns, but he came back down to stand at her side.

"What do you mean there's nothing there? You don't think there's a bedroom?"

"No, there's nothing there. This place isn't real."

"Jaz are you ok?" Rose touched her cheek gently. "Of course this place is real. There are walls, a door, windows, and a sofa. It's all right here."

"No it's not. I don't see any of that. It's all a lie. Here I'll prove it. Show me where the sofa is." Zane walked over and placed his hand on what he saw as a sofa. Jaz walked back and forth through the area a few times. The other three gasped.

"Jaz, you just walked though the sofa." Quinn grabbed her arms as if checking to see if she was real.

"No I didn't. There is no sofa."

"A seer, I didn't expect one of your kind to be among those sent to me." The voice was deep and seemed to ring all around us. Rose screamed and they automatically huddled together. "True the building isn't real, but I can make it seem that way. Does it really matter if it's only in your head?"

"Yes, I'm not going to let my friends freeze to death in this godforsaken land tricked by an illusion." Jaz stood and stepped in front of the others. As soon as he had spoken Jaz had seen the source of the voice. He was a tall man, easily over six and half feet, and he was wearing a thick black fur coat. He had reddish brown hair and a pointed beard. Jaz hated him instantly.

"Really little Seer? Do you think you have the power to take me on? I'm more powerful than you can imagine, and I have been here longer than even the ice." His voice echoed oddly, as if he was in a room instead of on a plain of ice.

"I don't have to take you on. I know the truth, I can see past your illusions. There is nothing you can do to me." Jaz didn't know where the confidence came from but she welcomed it gladly. The others had stayed silent, and from the way they glanced around Jaz could tell they couldn't see the man. "There is a way out of this ice world, and I will find it." The man laughed, and it sounded like a rock slide.

"Silly little Seer. Do you think it is that easy? Do you really think I would leave the door open just waiting for you to find it?"

"No, but I know your game. You can only hold illusions as long as we believe in them. I will find a reason to quit believing in this world, just give me time."

"I see you are more observant than I gave you credit. True my illusions only hold when someone believes in them, but it is not enough for just you to quit believing little Seer, the others must too. Don't think that my other illusions will be as easy to crack as that little house."

"I don't expect them to be." Jaz closed her eyes and listened. "I will beat them anyway." Come one she thought, that has to make you say something.

"Your optimism is quite adorable, but it will do you no good. Call me again when you feel like giving in." Jaz listened intently to his voice, to how it echoed, to what she could hear beyond his voice. When he finished speaking she heard the faintest sound but she couldn't place what it was. When she opened her eyes he was gone.

"What was that?" Zane and the others were staring at Jaz.

"I think he's a wizard, or something. I mean did you see his outfit. He looked like a cliché movie villain." Jaz continued to look around as she spoke.

"What are you talking about Jaz? I didn't see anyone. I just heard a creepy deep voice." Quinn was holding her arms again and stared into her eyes.

"Trust me he was there. He controls this world, but it's not real. I'm sure about that. I just need to figure out how to convince you. This way." Jaz set of in the direction that she had first heard the echo. She figured it would be the closest wall. If she could show them a wall they would believe her.

"Jaz, we were warm. There was a fire and a place to sleep, why'd you have to take it away?" Rose had tears in her eyes and her lips were a deep purple now.

"Oh Rose, it wasn't real. The warmth was only in your head. You would have frozen to death in you sleep thinking you were wrapped under piles of blankets."

"Well that's better than freezing to death thinking I'm freezing to death. At least there it would have been peaceful, and I would have been happy." Zane had a pained look on his face. Jaz felt terrible, but she knew she was doing the right thing.

They continued to walk for about an hour, and that is when Jaz saw it. There was a slight disturbance in the landscape about 20 feet ahead of them. It was almost as if there was a mirror there, but it didn't reflect them, only the ice and snow. Jaz ran forward and placed her hand against it. The wall was rough and felt like plaster. Immediately the illusion vanished. She could see a long blue plaster wall. She turned triumphant, but they others were just staring.

"Jaz when are we going to stop. We've been walking a long time. Rose is tired and cold and Zane and I aren't fairing much better." Quinn was leaning on his knees and Zane and Rose were supporting each other.

"But we're here. This is a wall. Can't you see it? It's blue." They all shook their heads. "Here touch it." She dragged Quinn to the wall and placed his hand against it.

"I feel cold air. Should there be something there?" Jaz tried to press his hand against it, but try as she might it seemed to stop short every time. The same was true for Rose and Zane. Jaz was starting to get really frustrated, but then she remembered how she had discovered the wall.

"Ok stand back a little. Look for a break in the landscape, where it seems like there is a mirror. The horizon reflects back on itself. See it?" They stared at the wall and Jaz continued to instruct them in what to look for.

"Wait I see it!" Zane ran up to the wall and turned to Jaz with his mouth agape. "She's right, there's a wall and it's blue." With Zane's help it took only minutes for the other two to find the wall as well. Suddenly the man was back.

"So you've discovered that this isn't a plain after all. I must admit I'm impressed. Still knowing the place and escaping it are not the same thing. There is still much you must do." For the most part Jaz ignored his voice. Instead she closed her eyes and listened again. That sound was there again, faint like before. If only she could place it, she was sure it was the key to the illusion.

"No matter how much I will do it." Jaz just had to keep him talking a little longer. "Can you guys see him?" She whispered. They all shook their heads. Jaz launched into a detailed description from the top of his balding head to the shiny black boots on his feet until all three could see him.

"Perhaps I was wrong about you. You're turning into a worthy opponent little Seer."

"She's more than that. She's the woman who is going to beat you." Quinn stepped forward and took Jaz's left hand. Rose and Zane stepped up to her right.

"So now you have allies. How quaint. I might actually stick around to watch you die. I haven't seen this much spirit in years." He continued to speak but Jaz was done listening.

"Close you eyes and listen to his voice. When he speaks you can hear a faint sound. I think it's the key to getting us out of here. Try and figure out what it is." Jaz whispered. Quinn squeezed her hand in agreement and they all closed their eyes.

"Aww look you're all praying. Not that that will do you any good, but if it makes you feel better. I'd hate think that you're giving in though. After all we were having so much fun." Jaz worked hard to drown out his deep voice and focus on the sound behind it. What was that?

"It's a dog. Can't you hear it?" Rose whispered. As soon as she said it Jaz knew it to be true, but why would she be hearing a dog?

"I hear it." Zane muttered. "It's really faint but it's definitely a dog."

"I can hear it too. The dog sounds crazy, like something spooked it." Quinn breathed. "It does sound crazy. In fact it's barking incessantly."

"Just like that husky on the sidewalk." As soon as the words were out of her mouth the world shifted. Jaz opened her eyes and grinned at the man. "It is the husky. We never even left the sidewalk. Even the room is an illusion. That's why I don't remember the door or the man or the light. They were illusions too. The last real thing was that stupid dog, and it's still here."

"She's right that's what it is. I remember it." Rose opened her eyes as well. The others did the same and stared at the man.

"No...not...no one...can't." He stammered, but it was too late. Jaz opened her mouth.

"Yes." With that one word the entire world crumbled. The ice faded away, the walls disappeared, and the world went from freezing to pleasantly cool. The man lost his black coat and boots. He went from seven feet to less than six. His hair was still red but the beard was gone. They were back on the sidewalk outside the theatre. The man gave Jaz one last searching look and backed into the shadow of the alley and was gone. Jaz moved to follow but people blocked her path, by the time she reached the alley he was nowhere in sight. She returned to her friends. People were bustling along the street and that husky was still barking like crazy. Jaz thought it was one of the most beautiful sounds she'd ever heard.

My Blog My Life

So I know that I promised two flash fiction pieces today but I just can't seem to deliver. I don't even really care that much for the one that I did write, but I figured I had to post it. So instead of a second story you get a little of me.

My life as of late has been a blur of boring days at the office followed by much watching of Babylon 5. Throw in a dash of youtube, a sprinkling of facebook, and just enough Twitter to give the taste of #iranelection and you have a pretty good idea. Because of this I haven't felt that I have much to talk about.

Of course generally I have no idea why people would want me to talk about anything anyway. I find my life to be quite uninteresting. On the other hand I follow blogs and vlogs where other people just talk about their lives quite often. I like learning about people, but I'm not sure they want to learn about me.

But then again maybe you do want to hear about my life. Maybe you've been waiting all day at the computer just praying that I would make this post so that you could find out what I've been up to. (Nothing to be ashamed of. I've been there. We have our own club.) Well in that case I really can't disappoint you.

Today started out as a basic Friday. I went to work, got my paycheck, and then sat and prayed for 5pm. About 3:30 God took pity on me. He did this in the only way he knows how; by sending one heck of a storm. Winds of more than 70 mph, 1-2 inches of rain a minute, and don't forget the tornado or two he created just in case the rest wasn't enough. I got completely soaked, but I also got out of work almost an hour early and I couldn't have been happier. Had getting struck by lightening not been a very real threat this blog might have included a video of me doing a happy dance in the rain.

At my house a big storm can only mean one thing; movie night. My parents and I (the brother was with his girlfriend) planted ourselves in front of the TV and watched He's Just Not That Into You (which I enjoyed despite the bad reviews) and The Man Who Came Back (which you should NEVER EVER watch). All in all it was a decent night. Tomorrow promises sunshine and I plan to head out and soak some up.

Until I next fail at failure.

Being a Muse

"I am not nor have I ever been a prostitute. I'm a muse. My body doesn't figure into the equation at all; only my ideas." Cailyn's red hair whipped around her face as she stood. "And I have no ideas for someone like you." The man could do nothing but stare as she walked out of the cafe.

"Well I don't see what the big deal is. You've slept with plenty of your inspired." Tobias said as they sat in the living room that night. Cailyn's purple eyes should have killed him.

"That is not the same Tobias and you know it. If I find one of my inspired to be attractive I might want to be with them, but this was different. He wasn't even an artist, he just wanted a warm body." Cailyn was positively crackling with anger. Morgan laid a soft hand on her shoulder.

"The world's changing. People don't pay mind to the old ways anymore. They forget things they once knew. Even the artists have forgotten. Musicians and painters take drugs, sculptures waste their craft on toys, and writers care only for the next dollar." Morgan sneered. Wesley pulled Morgan back onto the sofa.

"How did we end up like this?" Selena looked around they room. There they sat, five of the greatest muses in the world. Each responsible for hundreds of amazing works. From the Parthenon, to the Mona Lisa, to Danny Boy, to Harry Potter; these five had their hand in them all. Cailyn with her flaming mane and a body that most would kill for was every sculptor's dream. Tobias looked plain with his brown hair and eyes but he could make anyone dream of arches and columns. Selena could make a dying cat sing the sweetest melody you've ever heard just by setting her blue eyes on it. Wesley's grey eyes would fill your dreams with colors and patterns that only a brush could express. Morgan's realm was that of words and with her raven hair and emerald eyes it wasn't hard to believe that she had whispered to Rowling.

"We ended up like this because we have no power on our own. We can't create, only inspire." Wesley had always been the realistic one, they figured it was because he was the most unrealistic muse. Selena nodded her agreement.

"Then the question is what can we do about it?" Morgan was never one to surrender. She'd seen her share of book burnings and came out of each one more determined. She stood in front of the fire staring the others down. "They still need us. They can still use us. You can't tell me you would rather waste away in this room."

"Of course not Morgan, but we don't know how to reach them anymore." Tobias spoke softly and had his arms wrapped around Selena. Wesley simply watched.

"Well then we damn well better find a way." Morgan's eyes sparked and she seemed taller than her 5'10" frame. Cailyn stood and faced her like an opposing storm front.

"And just how do you propose we do that? Prostitute ourselves? If that's what you're interested in Morgan I know just the guy."

"Cailyn, you don't mean that." Wesley rose from his seat and stepped toward them. Morgan waved him away.

"No, we use our skills." There was a smug smile on Morgan's face as she said that but everyone else just stared.

"Have you lost your mind Morgan?" Selena asked. "You know we can't create what we inspire."

"Correct. I can't create what I inspire, but there is nothing that says you can't. Have you every tried to write something Tobias? Or Selena have you ever tried to paint a picture? Ever tried to sing Wesley? What about you Cailyn every tried your hand at making a beautiful building? I've certainly never tried to sculpt anything but I don't see why I couldn't." Everyone stared open mouthed as they considered her idea. They had never considered inspiring each other before.

As if to prove her point Morgan grabbed a piece of clay and stared at Cailyn. A few minutes later she had sculpted a beautiful mermaid. Inspired by her achievement Cailyn ran to the kitchen and grabbed a box of toothpicks. With some whispered pointers from Tobias she had soon constructed a perfect miniature chapel. Wesley opened his mouth the next second and sang a beautiful joyful song. While he sang Selena painted a glorious picture of the five of them in a sunny meadow. Exhilarated they all turned to Tobias. That is when he picked up a pen and wrote down this story.

Told You The Name Was Well Chosen

For those hundreds of invisible people who are following my blog it's obvious that this blog has lived up to it's name. Honestly I don't know what happened yesterday. Mostly I just spaced on the entire flash fiction thing. As I crawled into bed at 11pm I thought; oh yeah I was supposed to write a story. I considered trying to fix that by writing one today, but today is a video day for me, which means no time to write, and barely anytime for the video itself. Which reminds me I've decided to post my Thursday videos; so here it is. They can also be found a www.youtube.com/WADADropouts



In other news I have discovered that I despise anonymous comments. I find that they are often used to rip at people and say terrible things. I am of the opinion that if you're not willing to put your name on it then you shouldn't even be saying it. I recently spent some time reading an article that caused a lot of debate. I thought that the writer of the piece didn't intend to be mean but that her words could have been chosen better. Overall the debate that followed was civilized although not entirely without emotion. When people get upset they respond, but from where I stood everyone was very polite. The problems stemmed from bad word choice and incorrect interpretations. Then there was the anonymous comment. This person tore into some people that I consider friends and left no doubt what they meant. The negativity in the comment blew me away and the vileness made me kind of sick. Above all it made me very angry, but I kept my emotions in check. I saved the rant for here. Perhaps it's better that the person didn't include their name because I might have been tempted to hunt them down. I have always cared little about what people think or say of me but start to speak badly of my friends and I become a different person entirely. However, if you are willing to say it to their face, or at least willing to tell them who you are, you will get more respect from me. The courage to stand behind your opinions makes all the difference. I try never to be a hater, but when I am, believe me, that person knows.

So while my anger simmers I should explain how I am going to fix my mistake. Tomorrow I will write two stories to make up for the one that I missed. I am also expecting to post the first part of my novel this Sunday. Until next time remember to put your name on all your comments.

The Animal Boy

"Get that thing away from me!" the girl yelled. Jake scrambled to put the snake back in his pocket. He hadn't meant to scare her.

"Sorry. Sam's really nice you know. He won't bite or nothing." Jake pulled his hands out of his pockets, snake free. She gaped at him.

"You named that thing?" She was backing away slowly, like Sam might escape and come for her. That was silly. Jake had told Sam to stay and he would.

"Course. Everything's gotta have a name don't it. Snake's no different. But I didn't name him, Sam's just his name. Like mine's Jake." He stuck out his hand hoping she might shake it but she was backing off much faster now. "You gots a name?" Jake hoped if he could get her to talk she would stay.

"I have a name, yes. My name is Lucy." She stopped moving away. Her name gave her courage. Not that much different than the animals then, their names always make them braver.

"Lucy's a right pretty name. I had a deer named Lucy. She was pretty too." Lucy folded her arms across her chest, she wasn't scared anymore.

"That's silly. Deer aren't pets. No one keeps a deer; they're wild animals."

"Well I has a deer. I gots lots of pets. Wanna see em?" Jake could tell she did, he should have started with the rabbits or cats, girls love cats. Lucy didn't speak but she nodded. Jake turned and walked deeper into the woods, to his home.

Jake lived in a care about a quarter of a day outside the town. Been there long as he could remember and he liked it, just him and his animals. Sometimes he went to town to buy something pretty, or talk to people. Mamma told him before she died that the animals were better but Jake shouldn't forget that he was a person. He even went to the school once but they kill mice there and he couldn't stay. Jake knew a few of the other children, and they sometimes played with him, but he'd never met Lucy.

"Where you from?" Jake asked as they walked. "I never seen you 'fore today."

"My father is the new doctor. We moved here from Boston. Mother said it would be good for me to grow up someplace small, like she did." Jake could see Lucy wasn't used to walking in the woods. He dress was catching on the ground and she kept forgetting to duck from the branches. Jake went back and helped her. Eventually they reached the creek.

"We're going to cross that?" Lucy looked really scared now.

"Yep. Don' be afeared I know just where to cross." Jake took her hand and helped her from one rock to the next. Soon they were on the other side. From there it was only a short walk to his cave. He stopped at the entrance.

"This is my home. My momma brought me here when I was little and she couldn't stay in town no more."

"Why?"

"Don't know. She never said. Here I want you to meet my family. Family I has a friend for you." Lucy had never seen so many animals. First rabbits, mice, squirrels, chipmunks, then cats, dogs, a beaver, and deer. After that came birds that Lucy didn't know, bats, foxes and finally a bobcat. The last made Lucy cry out, but Jake petted them all as she would her puppy at home.

"Lucy this is my family." Jake spent the rest of the afternoon introducing Lucy to everyone. She was really nervous around Sara at first, but when the big cat started to purr Lucy laughed and began petting her. Jake's family liked Lucy and Jake liked her too. Soon though it was getting dark. Lucy stood.

"I have to go. If I'm late to dinner Mother will be very upset." Jake wanted her to stay but he knew not to argue. He helped her back down from the cave. When they reached the spot just inside the trees where Lucy had found him playing with Sam he stopped. Lucy turned and kissed him lightly on the cheek.

"I think we will be great friends." Then she turned as was gone, but Jake knew that wasn't the end. It was the beginning.

The Plan

So I have made a decision. I have to have some sort of structure to this if I'm ever going to make any progress. So here's the plan. Every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday I will post a piece of flash fiction (less than 1000 words) based on a story starter or basically whatever pops into my head at the time. Tuesdays and Thursdays (when I feel the desire) I will do other blog posts (news, advice, rants, etc). Also every other weekend (Saturday or Sunday depending) I will post some of my ongoing novel. At least 1000 words hopefully a whole chapter. This work will not be polished like my flash, because I just need to get it all out there. Hopefully having a set time to do it will help.

So that's the plan. I hope you all enjoy. Next post will be today's flash piece.

What I do with Boredom

People totally failed to tell me that this blogging thing was addictive. I find myself constantly formulating blogs in my head during work. Course that could be because my job is kinda boring. My total projects for the day added up to 1)manually feeding 300 sheets of cardstock one at a time into a printer, 2)scanning 42 pages into PDF's, and 3)entering roughly 100 businesses into an spreadsheet. Doesn't it just scream stimulating excitement?

But I'm not here to whine and complain. I actually am an eternal optimist. The manually feeding of paper and scanning of documents allows me time to read books I enjoy. Entering business info means I get to look at cool websites and learn about local digs to visit, like a cool local hotel that does mystery dinners. All in all there is something good in every situation.

However although this blog is definitely half full it appears to be half full of nothing. I'm not sure what I set out to talk about, which generally leads to me talking about nothing. I usually would blog about the concerts I went to and wonderful people I met, but I do that on facebook where people can be tagged. Which leaves me with the option of saying things I wouldn't on facebook or just blogging about non concert life, but we all know non concert life is boring.

Since it is unlikely anyone will ever read this blog (mostly cause I'm not promoting it) I feel that I can pretty much gush or complain about anything. Since I'm an optimist let's go with gushing. I think Lauren and Matt are the most adorable couple ever (if you don't know who they are think Wrock, if that word made no sense to you, what are you doing in my blog?). Really I know that they sometimes gross people out but I think they're fantastic. First off they are two of the nicest people I've met. (I've since forgiven Matt for the depression video introduction). Second it's obvious when you're around them that they really truly like each other. They don't hide themselves, it's obvious that they are open and honest, and that they genuinely care for each other. Seriously being around them can make anyone insanely happy (also insanely jealous but that's a topic for another time). I've wanted to talk about them for awhile but didn't know where. Yeah for blogs that are never read.

I suppose more will be added as I think about it. I should go find some prompts somewhere. I'm thinking about doing a series of flash stories based on prompts as part of this blog. What do you invisible nonexistent readers think? It's a good idea? That's what I thought you'd say.

Lets Talk About People

I’m fearless…at least when it comes to anything living. Nonliving things; cars, fire, growing up, those things terrify me. But that’s a story for another time because today I’m focusing on the fearless part.

People have been asking me, and by people I mean voices in my head, how it is that I end up with so many videos/pictures/signatures of “famous” people. The simple answer is this; I ask for them. I walk up to people and say “will you take a picture with me?” I have discovered two simple human truths. One; people usually agree to what you ask and two; people like to be flattered. A compliment followed by a request is a sure way to approach any situation. You’ve been doing it with your parents for years even if you didn’t realize it. Honestly wouldn’t you be more agreeable to taking a picture after someone told you how beautiful/handsome/attractive you are?

This is not to say that I’m trying to take advantage of the people I meet. Compliment, request, leave, repeat aren’t exactly instructions for lasting friendships. It’s a way to get noticed though. This works especially well if included somewhere in the compliment request cycle is a handshake and introduction. You say your name to a person enough times and eventually they will remember it. Once they recognize you then it’s time for the next step.

I would recommend that the next step be connection. Find something that you have in common. This needs to be something beyond the obvious, so not Harry Potter with a Wrockstar, politics with a Representative, or reading with an author. Concentrate on finding something off the beaten path. Talking to a politician about a rugby team you both like, an author about a shared interest in fencing, or a Wrockstar about a secret obsession with Pogs, are more along the lines of what you are looking for.

Naturally this will be something that you have to work towards; since unless you’re a stalker you probably don’t know the off the wall interests of the person in question. Still you can start small. At a concert instead of gushing about the performance (which they know you loved anyway) say something quick about how good it was and then ask a question. People pay more attention when they talk than when they just listen. The nature of the question isn’t really important but you should be able to be more creative than “so what about the weather.” Let them know you’re more than a crazy fan; that you want to know the person.

Obviously this advice isn’t fool proof. Some people are harder to approach than others. Some people really are "stuck up famous", or at the very least too jaded to let down their barriers. I would also recommend looking around you. If you focus all your energy on the stars you miss what’s happening nearer to the earth. That boy you see at all the book signings is actually the publisher’s son. That girl who seems to be in the front row of every concert has known the drummer since they were five. Then there’s that girl who hangs in the back. She doesn’t know anyone but she can play a mean guitar. Everyone has talents; don’t ever forget that. If you start to think too highly of yourself and ignore the “normal” fans (of which you are one by the way) then you will miss out on more than you can know. Think about how desperately you want to be noticed by those “famous” people. Maybe someone is waiting to be noticed by you.

I use this advice, and also my blatant disregard for embarrassment, on a daily basis. I make friends the easiest way I know how. I walk up, shake their hand, give my name, and offer friendship. It’s simple, virtually painless, and there is much more to be gained than can possibly be lost. I live by a simple philosophy; there are no such things as strangers, only friends I haven’t met yet.

So, now what?

I really have no idea how to start a blog. I've never really been one to write about myself. I think that's because I don't find my life interesting at all. However I find other people's lives to be fascinating. So this year I started a vlog collab channel and I figured why not blog too. I like to write after all. So I'm hoping to post here at least once a week. It will be a mix of life stories, advice, rants, self pity sessions, and more than a little fantasy writing.

My first post is going to be an explanation. If you're here you probably noticed that the name of my blog is "And Thus Failure Was Born" I named it this because I have a terrible habit. I never finish writings that I start. Unless it's a very short story I have a terrrible habit of getting distracted by new ideas. I fear that that might be the fate of this blog, and because of that I decided to use the title as a warning.

I guess that is probably all for now. I have a post I wrote at work that I will put up in the morning. After that I will probably do some story posts, since I have a novel that I really should work on. Comment even if it's just to tell me you read this. I'm curious to see if anyone ever does.