Writing

As many of you know, I'm a writer. Now, that's not to say that I've published any books, but I have won some awards for my writing, and when I was eight my article was published in the Kids section of the newspaper. Also, I'm the editor-in-chief of my school's Literary Magazine (and if any of the Lit Mag kids from school are reading this, STOP reading this and get to work on your December and January submissions. (That means you, Gracie. lol, just kidding))

I absolutely love writing, but sometimes it's hard. I'm not talking about writer's block, although that is part of the problem. Sometimes, it's just hard to make yourself go to your computer and open Word Document and write. Because even if all the ideas and all the words are there, that doesn't mean you necessarily want to commit them to paper. And even if you love what's in your mind, sometimes it's just so hard to get started.

Take my latest project, for example. For Hanukkah/Christmas (Hanukkah for me, Christmas for her) I was writing my friend Jenna (you've heard of her before, her blog is linked to this one) a Hunger Games fan fiction. Well, it's way past the holidays, and I'm not near done. The characters aren't even in the arena yet. And it's not because I have a lack of ideas, or I can't find the right words...it's just hard to keep going. Don't get me wrong, I am 15 pages into the thing, and I really like what I've wrote. But it's like I've reached this wall, and no matter how hard I push, I can't get past it. The plot is there, the words are there--I even know what the arena is going to look like (and believe me Jennaynay, it is going to be epic). I just can't make myself go on. But don't worry, I will finish it by the end of January at the very latest, and I'll put it up in the "fan fictions" section of the blog.

Okay, so another huge problem is my CSSSA application. I'm totally at a road block. One of the prompts is to write about a memory using present-tense and the vernacular of a child, and I've got nothing. It's not writer's block--I've literally got nothing, as in no memories whatsoever. Which is stupid, because I have a selective photographic memory, and therefore I can remember things from when I was two or even younger, and every memory is completely clear. But the memory has to revolve around a parent some how, and I'm stumped. I remember doing things with my parents, of course, but I've never been one of those worship-my-parents girls. Not to say that I don't love them, my life just hasn't revolved around them. I'm not one to make really emotional attachments. It's just how I am. Except now it's totally stifling my ability to write a good essay. Sigh.

Also, there's MY December Literary Magazine entry (since we went on break halfway through December, December's issue will come out mid-January-ish). I love the begin, hate the end. And I can't ask anyone to help me make it better, because I'm the editor. I'll just have to keep working on it.

Oh, and how about my new novel. I love the plot, I love the whole thing, but...I just don't know how to proceed. See, I originally wrote it in short-story form for a class project (well, I say "short--" it was 27 pages long, but that's beside the point), and now I have to expand it into a novel. Sure, I don't have to, but I want to. I really do. I'm just not sure how.

And basically all my other projects are in the fail zone as well.

So if anyone can wave a magic wand and make this invisible wall before me crumble, I would really appreciate it. I need to get writing, I have deadlines. It's just so hard.

On a totally different note, I just died a (temporary) blue streak in my hair! It's taking forever to dry, but I think it's going to look really cool. I used "Color Fiend" from Hot Topic (my new favorite store!)

And here's a little new-obsessions update:
-Adventures of Tintin (movie) written by Stephan Moffat, my hero
-My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic (Don't laugh. It's epic. Seriously. Go check it out on YouTube. You won't be disappointed).

-Annabeth713