The abominable snowgeek

I have gone out to play in the snow I swear. I wish they didn't go and mess it up so it would look better. Even so it has effected me. I am going to live on Antarctica as soon as I can and you can't stop me (though I doubt you would notice I was gone.)


My mommy said I can write what ever I want to because this is my blog.

• Guys are better writers
• The world is going to get sucked into a black hole (they're actually invisible)
• Because black holes stretch the fabric of time and space, Gravity is just somewhere it has torn.
• Planets are made by lots of space stuff trying to get through the rips at once
• It is really hot in the center of most planets because of friction
• My room is way cooler than yours
• People always lie when asked how they are doing
• Nerds are smart but not social - geeks are stupid and not social
• I am right 75% of the time. 25% of the time I don't care

Try to prove me wrong. I actually want to know what you think.


Before I read Twilight I told my mom, "Wouldn't it be funny if I don't like it because Berkeley doesn't like Artemis Fowl?" I don't think it's funny. IT'S SAD! The people with the least experience are the famous ones while the people who worked for it are....sniff I don't wanna talk about it I still haven't heard what he thinks about my view on Twilight. I don't think I'll get it 'cause he doesn't read my blog most of the time.


I have gotten a present from my self this Christmas. Inspiration on beginnings. Mom pointed out that it started when it snowed for the first time. In fact I have an ending on one too. Let you read it in a few years.

I eat novels for breakfast!

I have finished the book. Okay, the first draft of the book. And just to tell you, NO ONE IS GOING TO SEE IT WITH MY BLESSING. I got 20,935 words, twice the first one I started the beginning of this year. I want to have a peaceful, well deserved, day tomorrow but unless the world blows up I won't. :<

And then I don't know

My psychologist says I should stop daydreaming or I could never want to leave because it's more exciting in there. To late. Oh, if a bald guy asks for Pat tell him you might know were she is. When he threatens you tell him I've been waiting for him......

16,770 words. I'm getting desperate. I won't finish the book before November even though I will reach 20,000 words.

Here is a taste of what I've been doing:

They cross the bridge to the maze. They go through the maze with the help of Sophronia and Knut. The war has just started. The Necromancer and Jaelin are waiting for them. Lynn poisens Nov when he tries to fight. She joins the evil guys as a Blue Blood then kills Lugh after pointing out that James and Elliot are Jaelin's sons also. Reuel fights to save Nov and Sophronia. Sophronia gets away and meets King Hans. Reuel transports Nov and herself to a desert. She brings him around and her mind slips. They then go to a....um.

You asked for it.

Thanks whoever messed around in my head

I think when I started writing a year ago that someone said, "Maybe being a writer will help you make decisions." Well, I still suck at making decisions and now I know why. I hope this will be one of those cool qoutes that dead writers have. 'In writing you have only one descision: to fight fate or love it.' I know that because something I didn't plan happened. On the first day of writing (my true love gave to me one sharpened pencil) I was writing (of course) and all of a sudden this cat, Tom, runs away. I didn't know he was going to until he dashed away. Today I was writing (of course) and a cat turns up at the window. I didn't know until Richard called Reuel to see something. It was going to be Tom but it wasn't him. I don't know who has been running my brain for the past few days but I really like them. So, yesterday I changed this idea I had had for at least a month or two. It's now about this boy who was dastardly in another life so some people want to kill him. But his worst enemy from his other life, which he can't remember, is now his guardian angel. Like all my ideas it needs work. All of a sudden (again) Richard is this boy but now a teenager (and again I didn't know). He has seen this cat (who is not Tom) in his other life. Richard kind of remembers that he has seen this cat and tells Reuel that his suspicion that he was an evil guy in his other life. That gets her (Reuel is a her) thinking about magic and that kind of stuff. I like my stories to interlock. And now Richard is here not just to show Reuel what other teens are like but to also lead her mind off in that direction. I like it when someone else runs my mind. Oh, I forgot. Reuel will find this door but what is behind it is a mystery to both of us.

Word update
Words written today: 861 Words over all: 4,609

I plan to write more today so it might be 900 or more.


All of that up there was yesterday. Today I've (it feels so good to squish two words) been lazying around. Ya know, writing, daydreaming, meshing and molding stories. I really could do this for a living if I had a year or two to hand the book over and if people read it. I like writing suspenseful scenes. I even have some music to help. I was looking for a different song but found this really cool album. (Ignore the last three songs)