If you could take over any country on the planet, which one would it be, and why? Bonus points if you tell how you would do it.
And I realized that I needed more space than was given to answer it, so Hyattch, this is for you.
I would take over Australia. Because its a fairly large country with virtually no enemies right on their borders. Because I took over Australia, I probably would have made some enemies, and would have a tactical advantage this way. Also because Australian's speak English so I would not have to learn a new Language.
My battle tactics would involve being elected president of Australia and then refusing to relinquish my control over the Island. To avoid much bloodshed, I will have bribed and blackmailed several other important political figureheads to keep my power.
Muahahahahaha. I hope that answers that for you :D
KMP
Sunday, January 31
Saturday, January 30
A new scene!
For those of you who have read my novel, there is a new scene that I think explains alot and adds more. Its in Chapter 1, in the girls cabin.
I realized I only had to talk to them to feel better. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d hung out with a bunch of girls my age; actually I could all too clearly.
Mom had made me go to a party after a track meet with a few other girls. She insisted that I wasn’t around other girls enough, so I tried to go. It was a Friday night, and like any other high school party there were far too many people, loud music, and beer.
I refused to drink anything, while the other four girls I had arrived with were quick to grab a cup and a guy. Within ten minutes I was by myself on a couch as others around me socialized and got high.
But I didn’t know what to do. If I went home now mom might get upset. But I sure didn’t want to stay.
As I was trying to make up my mind as to what to do, a guy fell onto the couch next to me, “Hey.” He greeted.
I smiled nervously not sure what to do, and then he spoke again with a slight slur, “Havn’t I seen you before?”
He had. His name was Gary and I was in his Geometry class, plus his girlfriend was on the track team with me. Still I shook my head no.
“Are you sure?” He slurred, squinting at me. Then the answer hit him, “Jules! Jules Glau. You’re that crazy runner, the one who broke the school record.” This actually was true, a month ago I had broken the school’s record for the fastest mile run.
So, I nodded my, “Yes that was me.” And he put an arm around my shoulders, “Well then!” He said and he started to lean into my face.
Maybe it was the contact, maybe it was the smell of beer and smoke. Or maybe it was just because I was so uncomfortable and the physical contact was some kind of trigger, but before I knew it I had jumped up from the couch and ran out of the room.
Everyone was so drunk or buzzed that none of them even noticed me as I sprinted away from the house. I was maybe five miles from home, not a long distance to walk especially since mom wasn’t expecting me home for several hours.
But right around then my brain started going a little wonky. I recognized the feeling and swore.
You see, I have some issues with my memory. The doctors say there’s nothing wrong with my head, but for some reason I can’t remember a thing about what happened so that I was put into Witness Protection.
Except for these times. Every few weeks my brain goes kind-of crazy and suddenly I can remember everything in vived detail. The problem is that when this happens I go kind of psycho. Its hard to explain, but the memories are so painful that I can’t handle it.
The first time this happened my mom totally freaked out. Apparently I was screaming at one point and she called Scott. He was calm the entire time, sat next to me and told me to tell him what I was seeing.
Eventually he helps my brain work out of it and calm down. But I can never remember what I was seeing that made me go psycho afterwards.
A week and a half later it happened again. I learned gradually to lock myself in a room and call Scott. He came, took notes from what I managed to spit out, and helped me calm down.
And now, as I walked away from a party, I felt the weight of memory on my brain. I pulled out a phone and hit the 2nd speed dial.
I shoved all of that that out of my brain though and paid close attention to Elle as she explained that she had gotten her otter from her first boyfriend five years ago.
Does that help some of you?
KMP
I realized I only had to talk to them to feel better. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d hung out with a bunch of girls my age; actually I could all too clearly.
Mom had made me go to a party after a track meet with a few other girls. She insisted that I wasn’t around other girls enough, so I tried to go. It was a Friday night, and like any other high school party there were far too many people, loud music, and beer.
I refused to drink anything, while the other four girls I had arrived with were quick to grab a cup and a guy. Within ten minutes I was by myself on a couch as others around me socialized and got high.
But I didn’t know what to do. If I went home now mom might get upset. But I sure didn’t want to stay.
As I was trying to make up my mind as to what to do, a guy fell onto the couch next to me, “Hey.” He greeted.
I smiled nervously not sure what to do, and then he spoke again with a slight slur, “Havn’t I seen you before?”
He had. His name was Gary and I was in his Geometry class, plus his girlfriend was on the track team with me. Still I shook my head no.
“Are you sure?” He slurred, squinting at me. Then the answer hit him, “Jules! Jules Glau. You’re that crazy runner, the one who broke the school record.” This actually was true, a month ago I had broken the school’s record for the fastest mile run.
So, I nodded my, “Yes that was me.” And he put an arm around my shoulders, “Well then!” He said and he started to lean into my face.
Maybe it was the contact, maybe it was the smell of beer and smoke. Or maybe it was just because I was so uncomfortable and the physical contact was some kind of trigger, but before I knew it I had jumped up from the couch and ran out of the room.
Everyone was so drunk or buzzed that none of them even noticed me as I sprinted away from the house. I was maybe five miles from home, not a long distance to walk especially since mom wasn’t expecting me home for several hours.
But right around then my brain started going a little wonky. I recognized the feeling and swore.
You see, I have some issues with my memory. The doctors say there’s nothing wrong with my head, but for some reason I can’t remember a thing about what happened so that I was put into Witness Protection.
Except for these times. Every few weeks my brain goes kind-of crazy and suddenly I can remember everything in vived detail. The problem is that when this happens I go kind of psycho. Its hard to explain, but the memories are so painful that I can’t handle it.
The first time this happened my mom totally freaked out. Apparently I was screaming at one point and she called Scott. He was calm the entire time, sat next to me and told me to tell him what I was seeing.
Eventually he helps my brain work out of it and calm down. But I can never remember what I was seeing that made me go psycho afterwards.
A week and a half later it happened again. I learned gradually to lock myself in a room and call Scott. He came, took notes from what I managed to spit out, and helped me calm down.
And now, as I walked away from a party, I felt the weight of memory on my brain. I pulled out a phone and hit the 2nd speed dial.
I shoved all of that that out of my brain though and paid close attention to Elle as she explained that she had gotten her otter from her first boyfriend five years ago.
Does that help some of you?
KMP
Thursday, January 28
Blog readers,
I would like to introduce Insomnia. Insomnia and I have been seeing each other frequently for the past year or so, but I didn't think I was ready for a serious commitment. However in the past weeks, I have seen so much of Insomnia that I don't think that there is any point in denying it any further.
It is time. Insomnia actually made the decision for me, and is moving in permanently now. Thought you all would like to know.
KMP
P.S. Sorry if I laugh at things that aren't funny and run into walls.
I would like to introduce Insomnia. Insomnia and I have been seeing each other frequently for the past year or so, but I didn't think I was ready for a serious commitment. However in the past weeks, I have seen so much of Insomnia that I don't think that there is any point in denying it any further.
It is time. Insomnia actually made the decision for me, and is moving in permanently now. Thought you all would like to know.
KMP
P.S. Sorry if I laugh at things that aren't funny and run into walls.
Tuesday, January 26
No more hope for Stargate Movies?
As many of you know I am a very big Stargate fan (Save for Stargate Universe, and don't even get me started there)
Now, with the cancellation of Atlantis we were promised, up and down Wright and Cooper swore we would get and Atlantis movie. Well, that was a year ago and so far I've heard Zilch on that.
Then SyFy Tweets this "Check out 20 awesome #Stargate props headed to auction: http://tinyurl.com/ycnglwo" Now, I have no money but I checked it out anyways, and I think that this may be a sign that there will be no more Sg-1 or Atlantis movies. Why? They are selling some key parts of the Stargate Franchise. Ex. Ronon's Gun, Daniel's Glasses, The Malp, THEY ARE FREAKING SELLING THOR???
There are so many pieces of key Stargate franchise going up for sale. And then somebody showed me this (Thanks AngelJane8) You know what they are selling there? Costumes, and pieces of the Atlantis Gate.
I don't think there will be an Atlantis movie, unless they are planning to replace half the props, or do some majoy C.G.I.
What the heck???
KMP
Now, with the cancellation of Atlantis we were promised, up and down Wright and Cooper swore we would get and Atlantis movie. Well, that was a year ago and so far I've heard Zilch on that.
Then SyFy Tweets this "Check out 20 awesome #Stargate props headed to auction: http://tinyurl.com/ycnglwo" Now, I have no money but I checked it out anyways, and I think that this may be a sign that there will be no more Sg-1 or Atlantis movies. Why? They are selling some key parts of the Stargate Franchise. Ex. Ronon's Gun, Daniel's Glasses, The Malp, THEY ARE FREAKING SELLING THOR???
There are so many pieces of key Stargate franchise going up for sale. And then somebody showed me this (Thanks AngelJane8) You know what they are selling there? Costumes, and pieces of the Atlantis Gate.
I don't think there will be an Atlantis movie, unless they are planning to replace half the props, or do some majoy C.G.I.
What the heck???
KMP
Thursday, January 21
I is an Epic Lollipop.
If you follow me on twitter, or facebook then you've probably read me talking about being an Epic Lollipop. And I am one! I'm not going to explain it, but if somebody can tell me what youtuber calls his subscribers epic lollipop, I will give you a dollar and a lollipop.
So, this is a blogpost about what's going on with me recently. As always its better to just list these things out.
1. I got my own cell phone! Woot-woot! You can comment if you want it, I'm not going to post it. Because that is kinda stupid if you ask me. Some crazy stalker might be reading this blog I don't know!
2. I've been writing fanfiction again. Alice (of course) two stories, one was a three parter and then the other one is just drabbles. Or little scenes between Hatter and Alice that usually include an arguement or kissing ;-)
3. My entire book is now online. If you didn't know this already you fail, and go to thewitnesses.wordpress.com to read it
4. I am now putting out a video every Tuesday. And I promise next weeks will not be Alice. It will be Evil Iguana Productions cause I miss those guys a bunch (Craig, upload 23!!!) and cause Allen is leaving. (Just a little despair there_
5. If you've made it this far into the blog then you deserve a little treat! I am going to change the title of my novel. Well, not totally change it, expand it. As I've been plotting out this little trilogy of mine, I've started thinking about titles for the other two. As a result I am changing just plain "The Witnesses" to "The Witness; First Freedom" or something like that.
Thoughts? Random words you want to say for me to try and use in tonights fanfiction? Theres a little box below for that :-)
KMP
P.S. I am still an epic lollipop
So, this is a blogpost about what's going on with me recently. As always its better to just list these things out.
1. I got my own cell phone! Woot-woot! You can comment if you want it, I'm not going to post it. Because that is kinda stupid if you ask me. Some crazy stalker might be reading this blog I don't know!
2. I've been writing fanfiction again. Alice (of course) two stories, one was a three parter and then the other one is just drabbles. Or little scenes between Hatter and Alice that usually include an arguement or kissing ;-)
3. My entire book is now online. If you didn't know this already you fail, and go to thewitnesses.wordpress.com to read it
4. I am now putting out a video every Tuesday. And I promise next weeks will not be Alice. It will be Evil Iguana Productions cause I miss those guys a bunch (Craig, upload 23!!!) and cause Allen is leaving. (Just a little despair there_
5. If you've made it this far into the blog then you deserve a little treat! I am going to change the title of my novel. Well, not totally change it, expand it. As I've been plotting out this little trilogy of mine, I've started thinking about titles for the other two. As a result I am changing just plain "The Witnesses" to "The Witness; First Freedom" or something like that.
Thoughts? Random words you want to say for me to try and use in tonights fanfiction? Theres a little box below for that :-)
KMP
P.S. I am still an epic lollipop
Wednesday, January 20
Who doesn't like a good dream sequence?
“The clockworks not ticking properly. Why is a raven like a writing deck?”
Blobs of green went up and down moving slowly. Blackness everywhere else. Two stout men pranced around a chair singing, “The sun was shining on the sea, shining with all his might he did his very best to make the billows smooth and bright.”
At the word bright the cattle prod was stabbed into Hatter’s side again. The electricity burned his skin, and left his sides aching. He screamed. Then they took it out and continued to dance around him.
“But mother Oyster winked her eye and shook her heavy head. She knew too well this was no time to leave her oyster bed.” This time the prod want into his neck. Hatter couldn’t even open his mouth this time, and blood started down his shirt. He could feel it oozing. Warm and slick.
“But answer there came none. And this was scarcely odd, because, they'd been eaten, every one!” Dee finished the song, “Poor little oysters. Just like your little friend, she’ll be sucked dry.”
Hatter pulled again at the chair at the mention of Alice and this time Dee swung the stick at his head, “None of that!” Before the stick could hit him though Hatter yelled.
Love it! Mine, you can't have it :-) That was a bit of Hatter dreaming. Check my fanfiction for more http://www.fanfiction.net/~kmpeterson
KMP
Blobs of green went up and down moving slowly. Blackness everywhere else. Two stout men pranced around a chair singing, “The sun was shining on the sea, shining with all his might he did his very best to make the billows smooth and bright.”
At the word bright the cattle prod was stabbed into Hatter’s side again. The electricity burned his skin, and left his sides aching. He screamed. Then they took it out and continued to dance around him.
“But mother Oyster winked her eye and shook her heavy head. She knew too well this was no time to leave her oyster bed.” This time the prod want into his neck. Hatter couldn’t even open his mouth this time, and blood started down his shirt. He could feel it oozing. Warm and slick.
“But answer there came none. And this was scarcely odd, because, they'd been eaten, every one!” Dee finished the song, “Poor little oysters. Just like your little friend, she’ll be sucked dry.”
Hatter pulled again at the chair at the mention of Alice and this time Dee swung the stick at his head, “None of that!” Before the stick could hit him though Hatter yelled.
Love it! Mine, you can't have it :-) That was a bit of Hatter dreaming. Check my fanfiction for more http://www.fanfiction.net/~kmpeterson
KMP
Sunday, January 17
Quest for Camelot
So.
Recently I watched a Hatter/Alice video to the Lion King's Can you feel the love tonight (Done by a buddie of mine, hatterandalice check her on youtube!) after laughing hysterically I started browsing through some Classis Disney stuff on youtube.
Then I found Quest for Camelot, which was my favorite animated movie when I was little. I know, its not Disney (Its Warner Brothers for those who are wondering) but anyways I watched it and perused every video I could find of it. I'm about to go watch it now (Can't help myself, lol) but before I do, I wanted to ask, What is your favorite animated movie from when you were a kid? Be it a Disney Classic, or slightly less known Warner ;-)
I tend to get a sense of nostalgia while watching these old classics from when I was little. A bit of me feels like I'm 5 again.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dfjW8Lz1_g8
KMP
Recently I watched a Hatter/Alice video to the Lion King's Can you feel the love tonight (Done by a buddie of mine, hatterandalice check her on youtube!) after laughing hysterically I started browsing through some Classis Disney stuff on youtube.
Then I found Quest for Camelot, which was my favorite animated movie when I was little. I know, its not Disney (Its Warner Brothers for those who are wondering) but anyways I watched it and perused every video I could find of it. I'm about to go watch it now (Can't help myself, lol) but before I do, I wanted to ask, What is your favorite animated movie from when you were a kid? Be it a Disney Classic, or slightly less known Warner ;-)
I tend to get a sense of nostalgia while watching these old classics from when I was little. A bit of me feels like I'm 5 again.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dfjW8Lz1_g8
KMP
Friday, January 15
Hey you!
Yeah you. You know who you are.
Why are you reading this? Curiosity, or do you actually freaking care?
Are you dissecting every word of this?
Or just skimming through to point out all my grammar mistakes?
Does this mean anything to you?
What are your intentions?
Are you trying to know me?
Or understand me?
Both?
or Neither?
Why do my interests interest you?
Do they really interest you?
Or are you just pretending to be interested?
If you are, why?
If you hate me so much, why do you watch everything I do?
Why do you read this?
Why do you spam it?
Why?
KMP
Why are you reading this? Curiosity, or do you actually freaking care?
Are you dissecting every word of this?
Or just skimming through to point out all my grammar mistakes?
Does this mean anything to you?
What are your intentions?
Are you trying to know me?
Or understand me?
Both?
or Neither?
Why do my interests interest you?
Do they really interest you?
Or are you just pretending to be interested?
If you are, why?
If you hate me so much, why do you watch everything I do?
Why do you read this?
Why do you spam it?
Why?
KMP
Thursday, January 14
Major Novel update!!!
Not as bad of a day as the rest of the week. I spent 4 hours dividing my novel into proper chapters. 19 total btw. Then I sent it off to createspace, where they will make sure all of my formatting is good for future publishing. Yes, officially I am saying that I want to publish my novel.
Its far from being ready, many scenes have to be rewritten, all of Zach's P.O.V.'s are going to be taken out, and we are going to see much more of Jule's flashbacks. I am going to upload everything to thewitnesses.wordpress.com tonight. And I mean all 19 chapters. Why? Because I want you awesome people to read it and give me feedback. Call this a group project. So head over to thewitnesses.wordpress.com or if you really want I can just send it to you as an email attachment. Comment below for that with your email if I don't have it already.
Thanks, I hope
KMP
Its far from being ready, many scenes have to be rewritten, all of Zach's P.O.V.'s are going to be taken out, and we are going to see much more of Jule's flashbacks. I am going to upload everything to thewitnesses.wordpress.com tonight. And I mean all 19 chapters. Why? Because I want you awesome people to read it and give me feedback. Call this a group project. So head over to thewitnesses.wordpress.com or if you really want I can just send it to you as an email attachment. Comment below for that with your email if I don't have it already.
Thanks, I hope
KMP
Tuesday, January 12
I am not deprived!!!
See the title. Lemme explain.
I am constantly told I have been deprived because there are several things I have not done or seen that apparently everyone has.
1. Seen Mary Poppins, The Nightmare Before Christmas (Actually I recently saw that one, but when I started this blog post I hadn't seen it yet.)
2. Sent a text message
3. Had sex (Conversation with one of my non christian girls inspired this one)
4. Seen anything about the Ninja Turtles. (So I have NO idea what you are talking about when you refer to them!!! Stop doing it!!!)
5. TP'd a house
Among many other things. And I would like to stand up for myself.
A. While there are many movies and TV shows that I have not seen, there are many more that I have. What 5 year old watched Star Trek Voyager every night? Me. And I am proud of it!
B. While I have never sent a text message, that means I have never racked up a phone bill. Something I am sure my parents are glad of.
C. I am not even going to go into that one aside from to say, "Marriage woman! Marriage!"
D. OK, somebody might have to show me the ninja turtle stuff.
E. I'm still young arn't I ;-)
Another post from
KMP
I am constantly told I have been deprived because there are several things I have not done or seen that apparently everyone has.
1. Seen Mary Poppins, The Nightmare Before Christmas (Actually I recently saw that one, but when I started this blog post I hadn't seen it yet.)
2. Sent a text message
3. Had sex (Conversation with one of my non christian girls inspired this one)
4. Seen anything about the Ninja Turtles. (So I have NO idea what you are talking about when you refer to them!!! Stop doing it!!!)
5. TP'd a house
Among many other things. And I would like to stand up for myself.
A. While there are many movies and TV shows that I have not seen, there are many more that I have. What 5 year old watched Star Trek Voyager every night? Me. And I am proud of it!
B. While I have never sent a text message, that means I have never racked up a phone bill. Something I am sure my parents are glad of.
C. I am not even going to go into that one aside from to say, "Marriage woman! Marriage!"
D. OK, somebody might have to show me the ninja turtle stuff.
E. I'm still young arn't I ;-)
Another post from
KMP
Monday, January 11
That last post was a lie
I lied. My video is on MegaVideo as well http://www.megavideo.com/?v=TRK8RWC1
I feel like a criminal. Megavideo is the place you upload videos you can't anywhere else, so its usually illegal in some way or another.
Crappy week
KMP
I feel like a criminal. Megavideo is the place you upload videos you can't anywhere else, so its usually illegal in some way or another.
Crappy week
KMP
A tiny tidbit
Minor spoilers, but I want to read reactions, so be sure to comment!
“We will worry about it later.” I said to Zach, pulling him back down next to me, “AFTER!” I shouted into his ear, gasping at the next big BOOM! And he nodded, but still looked a little worried.
About halfway though our problems were solved. He touched my shoulder and I looked down from the show.
NAME BLOCKED was scurrying over to us, hands in his pockets. I smiled and then looked back up at the fireworks. Glancing down only when NAME stopped right in front of me.
“Hey!” I yelled, barely able to hear myself over the noise of what was a bunch of cracklers, loud as they were.
But he didn’t smile or talk back. Only then did I notice it. The bulge in his jacket Scott had always told me to watch out for.
The bulge of a gun.
Almost in slow motion I saw NAME pull it out. Shiny and black the fireworks reflected off the gleaming metal. There was another great BOOM so I didn’t hear, only saw him say, “Jessica.”
The Finale was going, but I wasn’t looking at the fireworks. I was frozen with the barrel of a gun staring my in the face.
Then it wasn’t. Zach was in front of me, and I just barely heard the gun go off over the crackling of the fireworks.
Zach fell. The gun was raised again. But seeing Zach fall instigated feelings, which made me react.
I was ready. I knocked the gun out of NAME hand. But suddenly I was on the ground. Face stinging from blow he had delivered to my face.
I started to get up to face him, but he kicked me in the ribs and I rolled away from him gasping. Again I could only watch as he slowly picked up the gun from the ground.
“Goodbye.”
Eyes closed, I heard a gun go off. When I didn’t feel anything I opened my eyes.
NAME was bent over his arm at an awkward angle. Blood spurting from his forearm. But he tried to raise his arm again, and there was another loud shot.
This time he went down, another bullet having pierced his shoulder. Scott walked forward, his gun pointed at NAME, “Toss it away from you.”
NAME just stared at him he used his other arm to toss the gun away.
I crawled over to Zach, who was facedown in the dirt. I rolled him over onto his back, there in his chest was a hole.
Instantly I pressed my hands to his chest. Trying to push the memory of the last time I had done this exactly a week ago I shouted for help.
Fireworks still going Scott took off his jacket to put over Zach’s wound. “Call 9-1-1” He yelled at Christina who already had her phone out. The other counselors were pushing people back.
“Give them space!”
But Elle came out of the group and knelt besides me, she helped me put the jacket over his wound and to hold it there.
“Zach.” I said, crying, “You stay with me you here? Stay with me!” He groaned, eyes closed. Then he too was unconscious.
After a minute the rise and fall of his chest stopped, “Zach!”
“We will worry about it later.” I said to Zach, pulling him back down next to me, “AFTER!” I shouted into his ear, gasping at the next big BOOM! And he nodded, but still looked a little worried.
About halfway though our problems were solved. He touched my shoulder and I looked down from the show.
NAME BLOCKED was scurrying over to us, hands in his pockets. I smiled and then looked back up at the fireworks. Glancing down only when NAME stopped right in front of me.
“Hey!” I yelled, barely able to hear myself over the noise of what was a bunch of cracklers, loud as they were.
But he didn’t smile or talk back. Only then did I notice it. The bulge in his jacket Scott had always told me to watch out for.
The bulge of a gun.
Almost in slow motion I saw NAME pull it out. Shiny and black the fireworks reflected off the gleaming metal. There was another great BOOM so I didn’t hear, only saw him say, “Jessica.”
The Finale was going, but I wasn’t looking at the fireworks. I was frozen with the barrel of a gun staring my in the face.
Then it wasn’t. Zach was in front of me, and I just barely heard the gun go off over the crackling of the fireworks.
Zach fell. The gun was raised again. But seeing Zach fall instigated feelings, which made me react.
I was ready. I knocked the gun out of NAME hand. But suddenly I was on the ground. Face stinging from blow he had delivered to my face.
I started to get up to face him, but he kicked me in the ribs and I rolled away from him gasping. Again I could only watch as he slowly picked up the gun from the ground.
“Goodbye.”
Eyes closed, I heard a gun go off. When I didn’t feel anything I opened my eyes.
NAME was bent over his arm at an awkward angle. Blood spurting from his forearm. But he tried to raise his arm again, and there was another loud shot.
This time he went down, another bullet having pierced his shoulder. Scott walked forward, his gun pointed at NAME, “Toss it away from you.”
NAME just stared at him he used his other arm to toss the gun away.
I crawled over to Zach, who was facedown in the dirt. I rolled him over onto his back, there in his chest was a hole.
Instantly I pressed my hands to his chest. Trying to push the memory of the last time I had done this exactly a week ago I shouted for help.
Fireworks still going Scott took off his jacket to put over Zach’s wound. “Call 9-1-1” He yelled at Christina who already had her phone out. The other counselors were pushing people back.
“Give them space!”
But Elle came out of the group and knelt besides me, she helped me put the jacket over his wound and to hold it there.
“Zach.” I said, crying, “You stay with me you here? Stay with me!” He groaned, eyes closed. Then he too was unconscious.
After a minute the rise and fall of his chest stopped, “Zach!”
Sunday, January 10
Fanfiction- Flag your freaking gay smut!!!
WARNING- RANTING
OK, so I was on fanfiction browsing various Alice(2009) fics. I had just finished a lovely explanation of the Hatter and March past relationship so I wanted to compare this to a few other fics. One that looked good came up (which will remain nameless) I started to read. Then guess what happened? They slashed Hatter and March. And I don't just mean slashed as in references, I mean kissing and all that crap.
It was rated K+ (Which translates to a PG more or less)
WHY?!?!?!
First of all you have a Gay pairing. Something that is not even closely hinted at in Alice.
2nd, Smut is always at least a T if not M rating. I DO NOT WANT TO READ YOUR GAY SMUT!!! RATE IT M AND POST A WARNING IN THE DESCRIPTION.
3rd- This slashing was not in the description, and obviously not taken into the rating.
As you can tell, I am extremely upset about this one. I've only had this happen once before, only this one was more detailed (for lack of a better phrase)
Gagh!
KMP
OK, so I was on fanfiction browsing various Alice(2009) fics. I had just finished a lovely explanation of the Hatter and March past relationship so I wanted to compare this to a few other fics. One that looked good came up (which will remain nameless) I started to read. Then guess what happened? They slashed Hatter and March. And I don't just mean slashed as in references, I mean kissing and all that crap.
It was rated K+ (Which translates to a PG more or less)
WHY?!?!?!
First of all you have a Gay pairing. Something that is not even closely hinted at in Alice.
2nd, Smut is always at least a T if not M rating. I DO NOT WANT TO READ YOUR GAY SMUT!!! RATE IT M AND POST A WARNING IN THE DESCRIPTION.
3rd- This slashing was not in the description, and obviously not taken into the rating.
As you can tell, I am extremely upset about this one. I've only had this happen once before, only this one was more detailed (for lack of a better phrase)
Gagh!
KMP
Saturday, January 9
What is love?
Its one of those timeless questions.
What is love?
Is it the lust a guy feels for a girl?
Is it the touch a girl craves from a guy?
Or the intentions of both?
Whispered words.
In the dark of the night.
Are they ones of love or of something darker?
Is the love a father feels for his children automatic?
Or earned?
Why do some love too much
While others too little
Girls seek from man to man
Boys seek from woman to woman
Are we taught to love
Or is it something all humans have in their heart?
How can one love while the other hates?
What is love?
Inspired by "Tango; Roxanne" as it was in "Moulin Rouge"
KMP
What is love?
Is it the lust a guy feels for a girl?
Is it the touch a girl craves from a guy?
Or the intentions of both?
Whispered words.
In the dark of the night.
Are they ones of love or of something darker?
Is the love a father feels for his children automatic?
Or earned?
Why do some love too much
While others too little
Girls seek from man to man
Boys seek from woman to woman
Are we taught to love
Or is it something all humans have in their heart?
How can one love while the other hates?
What is love?
Inspired by "Tango; Roxanne" as it was in "Moulin Rouge"
KMP
Thursday, January 7
So...
If you saw yesterdays blog then you know that there are a bunch of things that are going on right now. And I want to thank everyone for the prayers and hugs that I've been getting. I really appreciate it.
I wasn't going to really talk about the stuff that is going on, but right now I figure "Its my blog. I can post whatever I want"
My Golden Retriever had to be put down this morning. She has a large growth in her chest, probably some kind of cancer and it was only a matter of time.
I know its just a dog, and that is by no means the only crap that's going on, but its kind-of the tipping point for me. Alot of the past has suddenly popped up in the past few weeks, and I'm just trying to figure out why.
Why has all this stuff come up now? Of all times, why now?
We all have pasts, and we are all damadged, the only questions are when, and how we react. I know I'm only 15, and I should be looking forward to my life, and being a teenager always seeing life as being full of possibilities. But I think that because of past situations that I have been in, I "grew up" faster than most.
I think that this puts me into a very unique perspective of the world. Being both "Young" and "Old" at the same time. I'm not this freaky damadged anti-social "The World sucks and can go die" kind of person, but by no means am I the completely happy blind teenager either. (Not that I am saying that all teens are blind and happy.)
But this is a bit of what has been spinning around my head for the past week or so, and I'm not entirely sure what the point of me writing this blog post is, so I will say Goodnight
KMP
I don't mean to be raising myself up or anything when I say this. Its just a recent observation.
I wasn't going to really talk about the stuff that is going on, but right now I figure "Its my blog. I can post whatever I want"
My Golden Retriever had to be put down this morning. She has a large growth in her chest, probably some kind of cancer and it was only a matter of time.
I know its just a dog, and that is by no means the only crap that's going on, but its kind-of the tipping point for me. Alot of the past has suddenly popped up in the past few weeks, and I'm just trying to figure out why.
Why has all this stuff come up now? Of all times, why now?
We all have pasts, and we are all damadged, the only questions are when, and how we react. I know I'm only 15, and I should be looking forward to my life, and being a teenager always seeing life as being full of possibilities. But I think that because of past situations that I have been in, I "grew up" faster than most.
I think that this puts me into a very unique perspective of the world. Being both "Young" and "Old" at the same time. I'm not this freaky damadged anti-social "The World sucks and can go die" kind of person, but by no means am I the completely happy blind teenager either. (Not that I am saying that all teens are blind and happy.)
But this is a bit of what has been spinning around my head for the past week or so, and I'm not entirely sure what the point of me writing this blog post is, so I will say Goodnight
KMP
I don't mean to be raising myself up or anything when I say this. Its just a recent observation.
Wednesday, January 6
Confusion
Confusion.
A sensation that in itself is confusing.
When two ideas collide and fragment each other.
A misunderstanding of two people.
Messy and always staining.
Sometimes its cleared.
Sometimes it isn't.
That was a short poem that describes how I feel right now. Essentially I am confused, and a tad lost. Some things just arn't making sense and I want to ask for prayers. I'd rather not go into details, but things are just crashing everywhere right now, and I need God desperately.
KMP
A sensation that in itself is confusing.
When two ideas collide and fragment each other.
A misunderstanding of two people.
Messy and always staining.
Sometimes its cleared.
Sometimes it isn't.
That was a short poem that describes how I feel right now. Essentially I am confused, and a tad lost. Some things just arn't making sense and I want to ask for prayers. I'd rather not go into details, but things are just crashing everywhere right now, and I need God desperately.
KMP
Tuesday, January 5
Dreams...
Everyone Dreams.
Don't try to say you don't.
You just don't remember them.
Or you dream about darkness.
I dream.
Usually the dreams make no sense.
Random people.
Random places.
Nonsensical actions.
Sometimes they do make sence.
People I had seen that day.
Places I had been to recently.
Actions I wish I had made.
But what are dreams?
Just God's way of keeping us entertained as we sleep?
Or is it something more?
Is each one designed to tell us something?
Dreams.
We all have them.
KMP.
(P.S. You should hear my poetry about nightmares)
Don't try to say you don't.
You just don't remember them.
Or you dream about darkness.
I dream.
Usually the dreams make no sense.
Random people.
Random places.
Nonsensical actions.
Sometimes they do make sence.
People I had seen that day.
Places I had been to recently.
Actions I wish I had made.
But what are dreams?
Just God's way of keeping us entertained as we sleep?
Or is it something more?
Is each one designed to tell us something?
Dreams.
We all have them.
KMP.
(P.S. You should hear my poetry about nightmares)
Monday, January 4
Want to read my novel?
Want to read my novel? Guess what, its being put up online chapter by chapter here http://thewitnesses.wordpress.com/
Want all of it right now? Comment below that you want it and wait for tomorrow.
KMP
Want all of it right now? Comment below that you want it and wait for tomorrow.
KMP
Sunday, January 3
A bit of a rambling. Make of it what you will
Today I was asked where I thought I would be in 10 years. Actually it was kind of a dual question of where I was 10 years ago, and the answer is 5 living in Virginia, and my thoughts on the future then were what time I was going to take my nap so I could watch Star Trek that night. But the question of where I think I might be in 10 years is very intrigueing.
In 10 years, I will be 25. More than likely out of college. From my point in time right now, I can see myself done with my first book trilogy, or wrapping it up. I probably won't be living in Rockford, or even in Illinois.
I don't plan on being married that early in life, but I don't know what kind of plans God has for me there.
I don't think that you really can sit here and think, "Where exactly am I going to be 10 years from now?" and know Things change so quickly. Going back to 10 years ago, I was living in Virginia!
Even looking at 1 year ago countless things have changed. I've started to drive, I've written a book, I've made new friends and lost old ones. People in my life have faded or been really coloured. And I think that what is important really is the people in your life.
Wether they are a positive or negative influence they are constantly changing you, and you are changing them. Be it by action, or word, people are constantly effecting each other in ways we can't even begin to predict.
Beware of a bit of rambling ahead.
I just want to look at the past year and talk about things that have changed. A year ago exactly I was actually still at snow camp, because snow camp was 4 days last year. At that point I really didn't know anybody at my youth group and to be honest I was kind-of scared of most of the people around me.
I was new to the group and people that know me know that I'm don't really like being pushed out of my comfort zone. Especially not with people. But thankfully I ended up with alot of new friends by the end of Snow Camp and a movie idea.
Since then I've become a big youtube junkie, have discovered a love for hard rock, and so many other things. Essentially my life has changed so much in one year and I only have a small idea of where the next ten are going.
KMP
In 10 years, I will be 25. More than likely out of college. From my point in time right now, I can see myself done with my first book trilogy, or wrapping it up. I probably won't be living in Rockford, or even in Illinois.
I don't plan on being married that early in life, but I don't know what kind of plans God has for me there.
I don't think that you really can sit here and think, "Where exactly am I going to be 10 years from now?" and know Things change so quickly. Going back to 10 years ago, I was living in Virginia!
Even looking at 1 year ago countless things have changed. I've started to drive, I've written a book, I've made new friends and lost old ones. People in my life have faded or been really coloured. And I think that what is important really is the people in your life.
Wether they are a positive or negative influence they are constantly changing you, and you are changing them. Be it by action, or word, people are constantly effecting each other in ways we can't even begin to predict.
Beware of a bit of rambling ahead.
I just want to look at the past year and talk about things that have changed. A year ago exactly I was actually still at snow camp, because snow camp was 4 days last year. At that point I really didn't know anybody at my youth group and to be honest I was kind-of scared of most of the people around me.
I was new to the group and people that know me know that I'm don't really like being pushed out of my comfort zone. Especially not with people. But thankfully I ended up with alot of new friends by the end of Snow Camp and a movie idea.
Since then I've become a big youtube junkie, have discovered a love for hard rock, and so many other things. Essentially my life has changed so much in one year and I only have a small idea of where the next ten are going.
KMP
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