Monday, January 11
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
Thursday, December 31
A New Year
Tomorrow marks a new year. 2010.
For me, 2009 was a year of firsts. And I mean alot of firsts.
My first Snow Camp with High Schoolers. Literally on the 1st of January. Which started my first "major" production process. I also published my first fanvideo (Themes of Stargate Atlantis) on January 11th.
I had my first surprise birthday party. And there I got my first real video camera.
I filmed my first short comedy skit, Joker Orders a Pizza. We will now never speak of that ever again.
I filmed my first web-series, which flopped, but I had a ton of fun shooting. (Craig for Riley- Fangrls take to the streets)
And since uploading my first youtube video, I have since uploaded 25 more videos with a total of just under 12,000 hits total (meaning all 26 video views put together)
Aside from filming firsts, I also drove for the first time. I ran into something as well for the first (But probably not last) time.
I got first place in laser tag (For the first time. Oh irony :-)
I went to my first book signing, which also counts as my first time meeting somebody that I first knew online, and the first time meeting a famous person.
I published my first major fanfiction. Meaning that it was more than 1,000 words and more than 1 chapter. (A Person to die for. Written for Numb3rs.)
On that note, many of you know this but I also wrote my first novel! (And finished my first NaNoWriMo)
So it has been a year of firsts for me. I look forward to 2010, and the new firsts that it will bring. (Perhaps my first 100 subscribers on youtube?)
For me, 2009 was a year of firsts. And I mean alot of firsts.
My first Snow Camp with High Schoolers. Literally on the 1st of January. Which started my first "major" production process. I also published my first fanvideo (Themes of Stargate Atlantis) on January 11th.
I had my first surprise birthday party. And there I got my first real video camera.
I filmed my first short comedy skit, Joker Orders a Pizza. We will now never speak of that ever again.
I filmed my first web-series, which flopped, but I had a ton of fun shooting. (Craig for Riley- Fangrls take to the streets)
And since uploading my first youtube video, I have since uploaded 25 more videos with a total of just under 12,000 hits total (meaning all 26 video views put together)
Aside from filming firsts, I also drove for the first time. I ran into something as well for the first (But probably not last) time.
I got first place in laser tag (For the first time. Oh irony :-)
I went to my first book signing, which also counts as my first time meeting somebody that I first knew online, and the first time meeting a famous person.
I published my first major fanfiction. Meaning that it was more than 1,000 words and more than 1 chapter. (A Person to die for. Written for Numb3rs.)
On that note, many of you know this but I also wrote my first novel! (And finished my first NaNoWriMo)
So it has been a year of firsts for me. I look forward to 2010, and the new firsts that it will bring. (Perhaps my first 100 subscribers on youtube?)
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