Happy New Year! This year has been an intense roller coaster. I started off on the wrong foot, but I think I’m on a steady jog now. It feels weird, just as I’ve started getting settled in, things are already quickly moving forwards. Yet, it isn’t the end, it’s the beginning. Here’s to another adventure!
Resolutions of 2016:
- Appreciate my body
- Remember the beauty of the world (be grateful)
- Run wild, live free and love strong
- Fix my eyes on Him
- To not beat myself up
Looking back on last year’s list, I definitely reached them whether they were clutched tightly in my chest or I grasped them in my hand. I’m starting to find myself and I know what I’m looking for verses what isn’t who I am. The most important thing is that I’m okay once again.
Have a great year!
This piece is a special one because I didn’t write it. I was having some difficulties writing a story for yesterday and my friend volunteered to write one. Even though it’s short and it’s a completely different genre than I usually write, it’s still a story.
This story starts with a normal scene, someone was waiting for the bus at the bus stop. In the next sentence, everything unveils itself. There’s a portal and ghostly figures as well as some dead people. There were even skeletons violently attacking the main character. Bringing in the bus, the source of normality before things started becoming chaotic, the main character flees towards it onto to realize that things aren’t as they seem. I really enjoy the ending because it leaves you with a choice and an opening full of possibilities.
This piece would best be taken as a writing prompt because of the open ending. As a writer, you could take this introduction and add onto what could’ve been the main character’s main intention and what the school actually is when they arrive. You could also expand on writing about why those creatures were at the bus stop in the first place as well as what and who those two figures in the beginning were.
Even though this is published on my blog, all credit belongs to Artemis Ko because she kindly offered to write this little story and help me out with my procrastination/writer’s block.
I hope you enjoyed it!
I stood at the bus stop waiting for the bus to come. Two figures came from a portal in the fog. As the bus pulled up to the stop, it ran through the figures shattering them. An army of the dead started walking through the portal as a blast of air hit me. I screamed as a skeleton with an axe came hacking for my head. I ran. The bus was waiting for me with its open doors, and I ran in for safety. I realized I was trapped as the bus driver turned her and gave me an angelic smile. I was going to school, and not the school I wanted to be at.
Written by: Artemis Ko
I hope you had a great Christmas!
What I did today basically consisted of what I did from a week ago, when I got back from school for winter break. I’ve been lucky enough to catch up on my sleep and I’ve been waking up at 10am everyday. I guess this is what it feels like to be well rested and not worry about catching buses or making it to class on time. Even though I’m taking an online class, I’m mostly resting. As you may have noticed, I’ve also been writing more. I’m so happy I have more time! I recently finished a collection of short stories called “Blueprints for Building Better Girls” by Elissa Schappell. A couple weeks ago, she came to my school to do a reading and I had the opportunity to ask her a question via a class I was taking. I asked her what motivated her to write these books and she simply said because of all the rage and anger she had from growing up. We all had moments when nothing seems to be right so she resorted to writing and journaling to vent out her emotions. I must say, I agree with her 100%. One of the reasons I write is to give my mind a breather with all the infinite thoughts and express myself. I also got to talk to her for a little bit and have my book signed. I asked her, “Do you have any books to recommend?” I told her that I enjoy writing short stories and poems, novels were just too difficult to me at the moment and she whipped out some index cards that were perforated and started scribbling down books of collections of short stories. To me, this was the best thing ever – an author whom I admired was recommending books to me. It was like I was in the same mindset as her and through these books, I can pick up possible little hints and nods towards what to do and what not to do in writing.
I feel like, as writers, there isn’t such a strong hierarchy. We all recognize that we’re writers and we love our artistry. Therefore, we aren’t afraid to say we love this person and this style or we don’t really agree with that adjective and sentence structure. It’s all for the better! We just want to tell our story in our own style!
Anyways, after a long tangent, “Blueprints for Building Better Girls” is a powerful and blunt book with stories about women dealing with large issues that may not seem large for the rest of the world. I recommend it to anyone who wants a refreshing new book.
Well, I hope you had a great Christmas with your family and friends! 🙂
I apologize once again for my absence. Hopefully, I’ll be able to get through 1 Corinthians without these frequent and long breaks!
1 Corinthians 4
Keep in mind that Paul is addressing Corinth the church, but everything that he talked about also pertains to what is happening right now. He starts off the chapter by talking about judgement. In the New Living translation, I liked how it was translated to a manager and a servant. The manager needs to be faithful as they were the one put in charge. Yet, that is based on human judgement. Paul talks about how “it is the Lord himself who will examine me and decide.” Only God may judge us and spreading rumors and gossip about others is definitely not right. There have been multiple times when I’ve found myself just talking ill about someone else. Only when I look back and reflect, I realize just what I’ve been saying. It’s really easy to get caught up in the motions, but as Christians, we’re told to defile those odds. Until the Lord returns, we’re told not to make any judgements. “For he will bring our darkest secrets to light and will reveal our private motives. Then God will give to each one whatever praise is due.” 1 Corinthians 4:5b (NLT)
Paul continues talking about how it seems like we’ve already settled on this world. This isn’t our home! We have much better things to look forward to. It seems like we’ve put everything on display, not doing much or helping – just looking nice. We can’t forget that God has saved us through sending His son down to the earth to die for our sins and that every day should be used to glorify Him for that. It’s an incredible blessing, but we’ve just let it gather dust. With the Christmas in just two days, I feel like this message is even more prominent because once Christmas day is over or once all the presents have been opened, it’s easy to quickly forget what we’re celebrating for. Paul gently reassures us that he isn’t writing all these accusations to shame us, but to warn us. We really need to be careful with what we do and say as we’re representatives of Christ. He will come again and we need to be prepared at all times.
“Some of you have become arrogant, thinking I will not visit you again.” 1 Corinthians 4:18 (NLT)
Paul ends by basically saying that God is real and He has a lot of power. We better respect it because we don’t want to be caught unprepared when He comes!
“For the Kingdom of God is not just a lot of talk; it is living by God’s power.”
1 Corinthians 4:20 (NLT)
“For the kingdom of God is not a matter of talk but of power.”
1 Corinthians 4:20 (NIV)
This chapter was pretty heavy and tough, but have no fear, even though we made mistakes or have wronged Him, He still loves us. He never leaves us and all He wants is the best for us.
I hope everyone has a lovely Christmas!
Don’t Forget About Me
Long time no see! Now that finals are over, I have some time to write short stories and do some analysis. Bear with me, my short story skills are a little rusty along with my analysis. I hope you enjoy though!
Looking back on all my short stories, I haven’t really written a story exclusively on love. I decided to settle on writing about unrequited love, something that is probably prominent to you either now or before.
It starts off in the past with a woman named Lily begging someone to not leave. The first line was actually inspired by a random EDM song I was listening to and it had “Please don’t go” as the chorus. From there, I started a story about a woman caught up in obsessing over her friend. I tried to make it evident that Lily was seeking attention because she was always lonely. She doesn’t really have friends until that man comes into her life, just as a friend. She throws everything onto him, her emotions and her personal life and like a kind man, he takes everything on, not knowing what her true intentions are. She loves him although she’s afraid of actually admitting it to him and herself. She obsesses over an idea of him being with her when she’s vulnerable with him. Basically, nothing much is happening with their relationship except a strengthening bond between their friendship, yet she’s more focused on the fact that she just wants to be in a relationship with him. It’s quite unhealthy. In the end, he ends up leaving and their friendship could’ve been saved if she wasn’t blinded by the obsession she had created. She copes with it terribly, leaving it only to alcohol to take her away from her stressors.
One factor of this story is that I didn’t give the guy a name, but I gave Lily a name. I did that to not personalize the guy, but to make Lily someone that you could’ve known. It’s like a glimpse through your sister or your best friend’s eyes. I also did it for some perspective and to focus more on building up the story.
This was one of the longer short stories I’ve written. Hopefully by slowly writing slightly longer pieces each time, I’ll be able to transition to a proper novel while maintaining all the essential elements and my own voice.
I hope you enjoyed the story!
As you may have noticed in my writing, I’ve been using more curse words in my stories. To those who know me, they know that I don’t curse like a sailor. More or less, I don’t curse at all except sometimes one would slip out when I stub my toe. That’s just my expression of pain. Anyways, it’s just my preference. I just think that it really isn’t a great way to express yourself. Spewing out four lettered curse words about an annoying homework assignment isn’t as colorful to me than using all possible adjectives to describe how irrelevant that useless piece of paper is. Also, as a Christian, I find that I should constantly display the love of Christ that is, not blending in with the rest of society.
Although in writing, it’s a different story. When I want to give my characters more depth, I’ll have them spew out curse words but the moment that they choose to use the curse words are specifically chosen according to their character. If they’re like me, careful about their words and reserved, then I’ll only have them curse when their angry or frustrated. If they’re a little more rowdy, then I’ll do the opposite, but they won’t curse without reason. In a couple stories back, I tried out the entire “cursing without reason” for a character and it just made the character seem witless, the opposite of what I intended.
The moral of this is post is basically to give your characters enough realistic color. Don’t overdo things and make it too extreme. Make them as someone you would see on the street or interact with in your class or even one of your friends.