I haven't posted a new section for you to read yet and I will do that shortly. However I thought you might find it interesting what I've realized about the names that I currently have for the characters in my novel. Here ya go:
Adam: Of course the origin is Hebrew; and the name means "many or mankind"...kinda ironic if you think about it in context to my story.
Jenna: The origin for this one is English; I was surprised to find that the meaning of Jenna is "small bird." Now when I realized that, it made me smile. It sort of fits my character's personality quite well...but you may not realize that yet...she is after all stuck in my head and you haven't had a chance to fully meet her yet! Hehe...
Anyway I'll be sure to post what I have for you when I get it finished. The thoughts are all coming together nicely so I hope to get it up very soon!
Lots of love!
The novice author that posts on here...
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
A Short Little Post...
Here's a little post for you! Just a snippet of a chapter that I'm working on right now. I haven't really had much energy to write the last few days, which is rather sad I will admit. But to be a nice person I thought I'd post something for you...sorry that it isn't longer! Hopefully I will post something longer in the next few days. And just a quick little thank you to those who are actually reading this! I got a comment today from someone I know who said they are liking my writing! You know who you are and thank you thank you thank you! I love encouragement! And to all those who are reading and haven't made any comments yet, feel free to do so!
Anyway, Enjoy!
Your Loving Author!
Her horrified face flashed before my eyes and I jerked awake my eyes bleary. Where was I? Blinking several times I sat up and looked around me. I was still at the student center. I willed my heart to slow down and let out a groan of frustration. That was twice now that I’d fallen asleep without intending to! I glanced at my watch and shook my head in annoyance, wincing as pain shot through me. It was after 11:30. I was late for my second class. I closed my eyes and rubbed my temples and with a final sigh rose from the chair. May as well be early for my third class.
As I stood, my vision blurred for a moment and my head throbbed painfully. I hastily popped the other two Tylenol in my mouth, hoping to ease the pain. I headed towards the exit and to the science building. I had Chemistry next.
I made it through campus with very little incident and let out a sigh of relief when the building loomed ahead. At least I didn’t have to deal with that horrible man again. I reached for the door the same time another hand did. My fingers skimmed his and I pulled back hastily, a blush on my cheeks.
“I’m so sorry,” I murmured, “I didn’t see you there.” I turned towards the man and my eyes widened in horror. There was the man from this morning, a smug look on his face.
“Well that makes strike three I suppose?” He retorted pulling the door open and waving his hand to usher me in. I rolled my eyes and walked past him. At least he wasn’t yelling this time.
Anyway, Enjoy!
Your Loving Author!
Her horrified face flashed before my eyes and I jerked awake my eyes bleary. Where was I? Blinking several times I sat up and looked around me. I was still at the student center. I willed my heart to slow down and let out a groan of frustration. That was twice now that I’d fallen asleep without intending to! I glanced at my watch and shook my head in annoyance, wincing as pain shot through me. It was after 11:30. I was late for my second class. I closed my eyes and rubbed my temples and with a final sigh rose from the chair. May as well be early for my third class.
As I stood, my vision blurred for a moment and my head throbbed painfully. I hastily popped the other two Tylenol in my mouth, hoping to ease the pain. I headed towards the exit and to the science building. I had Chemistry next.
I made it through campus with very little incident and let out a sigh of relief when the building loomed ahead. At least I didn’t have to deal with that horrible man again. I reached for the door the same time another hand did. My fingers skimmed his and I pulled back hastily, a blush on my cheeks.
“I’m so sorry,” I murmured, “I didn’t see you there.” I turned towards the man and my eyes widened in horror. There was the man from this morning, a smug look on his face.
“Well that makes strike three I suppose?” He retorted pulling the door open and waving his hand to usher me in. I rolled my eyes and walked past him. At least he wasn’t yelling this time.
Thursday, June 10, 2010
A Longer Post!
Yep I finally kept a promise! Here is a longer post for you to enjoy. It's very rough, as are all my other posts, but I hope you like it none the less. Plesae leave feedback for me! I'd love to hear from any of you who actually read this thing...pwease?
Choice:
I gazed around the room hesitantly, unsure of what to do with myself. I didn’t know anyone here, that was certain. I wasn’t slated to be born for at least two hundred more years! And the only person that I had any sort of relationship with had deserted me for an “old acquaintance” though this acquaintance was anything but old. Her luscious ebony locks and well defined and strikingly beautiful face gave no hint to any “age.” I chuckled darkly and tried in vain to suppress my feelings of jealousy and inferiority. I was definitely plain in comparison to Marguerite.
“Pardon me Mademoiselle,” someone tapped me shoulder. I turned hesitantly and gave the gentleman who stood before me a polite smile, “Would you honor me with the next dance?”
My mind went blank and nerves tickled my stomach. The gentleman stood before me, obviously in the same state that I was. He smiled politely waiting for my answer.
“Uh, that is, I well I’m not the best of dancers,” I confessed hesitantly. In fact I had hardly stepped foot on the dance floor. The man before me merely grinned.
“Ah that’s alright my dear,” He replied grasping my hand formally, “I happen to be quite proficient in dancing. No one will be the wiser.”
A blush crept on my cheeks at his obvious attempt at flirting and allowed him to lead me to the dance floor. Grasping my right hand in his own and placing his other around my waist. In one swift move, he began to lead me on the dance floor. I stumbled a few times and my blush deepened.
“I’m sorry. I’m a terrible dancer,” I mumbled, averting my gaze.
He merely chuckled.“Don’t worry my dear, we all stumble. However, not all of us have me for a dance partner. You are in safe hands. Perhaps we can become more familiar with one another?”
I balked at his brazen attitude and tried to put as much space between us without arousing suspicion of my actions. The man didn’t seem to notice and continued to prattle on about trivial matters. I tuned him out in an attempt to remain civil. I wasn’t above reproaching this man for his actions.
“Pardon me Lord Devereaux, might I steal away my escort?” I turned my head towards Adam’s voice in surprise. Yet there he stood waiting patiently for my partner to surrender me into his care.
“Well, my dear friend, I was hoping to finish my dance with your lovely escort-“ Adam gave him a stern look, daring him to be challenged. Devereaux quickly back-peddled, “However I know how fond you are of dancing. I shall not keep you apart any longer.”
Lord Devereaux swiftly removed his hold on my and Adam seamlessly traded places with him, a smug smile on his lip. The transaction took place so quickly it seemed as though we hadn’t stopped dancing. I watched Lord Devereaux stalk away, quite humiliated and turned my gaze back towards Adam.
“That was hardly fair,” I remarked quietly.
Adam chuckled darkly, “Yes hardly fair, but far safer for you. Lord Devereaux is not to be trusted, especially around helpless women.”
My cheeks flamed at his remark, “I am not completely helpless!” I retorted in a heated whisper, “I can take care of myself.”
He sent me an apologetic smile and swept us around the dance floor. Adam was a far superior dancer to Lord Devereaux. “Forgive me. I did not mean to give offense. I have no doubt of your abilities Jenna,” He remarked, “You are quite capable of taking care of yourself. However Lord Devereaux has too many connections. Too many friends that think the same way he does.” His gaze hardened and he tightened his grip on me, pulling me closer to his towering frame. My heart sped up. “You are one temptation, I’m afraid, that he would not pass up. “
My stomach churned in unease at his suggestions and I had to suppress a shudder of disgust.“I suppose you’re right,” I sighed trying to shake the thoughts from my mind. “It is probably for the best then.”
“Indeed it is,” he smiled down on me, “And I intend to keep an eye on you the rest of the evening.”
A blush crept on my cheeks, “Oh that’s not necessary,” I mumbled tearing my eyes away from his face, “I wouldn’t want to monopolize your time.” Marguerite’s image flashed before my eyes.
“What on earth are you talking about?” Adam remarked, removing his hand from my waist. The dance was over. “How would you be monopolizing my time?” He led me from the dance floor.
“It’s just that I know you have many acquaintances here,” I remarked, avoiding his gaze as much as possible. He led me to a row of chairs in the far corner and we sat down, “I wouldn’t want to take you away from your friends. They are probably dying to spend time with you.” It wasn’t a complete lie. I knew that his friends wanted to spend time with him. One in particular.
“Jenna will you look at me?” His tone was pleading and calm. I ventured a peak. Adam’s eyes were shining with amusement and sincerity. “I would much rather spend time with you Jenna. You are my friend too. You are more of a friend than any other person here. You are my first choice.”
My heart fluttered at his statement. I was his first choice.
Choice:
I gazed around the room hesitantly, unsure of what to do with myself. I didn’t know anyone here, that was certain. I wasn’t slated to be born for at least two hundred more years! And the only person that I had any sort of relationship with had deserted me for an “old acquaintance” though this acquaintance was anything but old. Her luscious ebony locks and well defined and strikingly beautiful face gave no hint to any “age.” I chuckled darkly and tried in vain to suppress my feelings of jealousy and inferiority. I was definitely plain in comparison to Marguerite.
“Pardon me Mademoiselle,” someone tapped me shoulder. I turned hesitantly and gave the gentleman who stood before me a polite smile, “Would you honor me with the next dance?”
My mind went blank and nerves tickled my stomach. The gentleman stood before me, obviously in the same state that I was. He smiled politely waiting for my answer.
“Uh, that is, I well I’m not the best of dancers,” I confessed hesitantly. In fact I had hardly stepped foot on the dance floor. The man before me merely grinned.
“Ah that’s alright my dear,” He replied grasping my hand formally, “I happen to be quite proficient in dancing. No one will be the wiser.”
A blush crept on my cheeks at his obvious attempt at flirting and allowed him to lead me to the dance floor. Grasping my right hand in his own and placing his other around my waist. In one swift move, he began to lead me on the dance floor. I stumbled a few times and my blush deepened.
“I’m sorry. I’m a terrible dancer,” I mumbled, averting my gaze.
He merely chuckled.“Don’t worry my dear, we all stumble. However, not all of us have me for a dance partner. You are in safe hands. Perhaps we can become more familiar with one another?”
I balked at his brazen attitude and tried to put as much space between us without arousing suspicion of my actions. The man didn’t seem to notice and continued to prattle on about trivial matters. I tuned him out in an attempt to remain civil. I wasn’t above reproaching this man for his actions.
“Pardon me Lord Devereaux, might I steal away my escort?” I turned my head towards Adam’s voice in surprise. Yet there he stood waiting patiently for my partner to surrender me into his care.
“Well, my dear friend, I was hoping to finish my dance with your lovely escort-“ Adam gave him a stern look, daring him to be challenged. Devereaux quickly back-peddled, “However I know how fond you are of dancing. I shall not keep you apart any longer.”
Lord Devereaux swiftly removed his hold on my and Adam seamlessly traded places with him, a smug smile on his lip. The transaction took place so quickly it seemed as though we hadn’t stopped dancing. I watched Lord Devereaux stalk away, quite humiliated and turned my gaze back towards Adam.
“That was hardly fair,” I remarked quietly.
Adam chuckled darkly, “Yes hardly fair, but far safer for you. Lord Devereaux is not to be trusted, especially around helpless women.”
My cheeks flamed at his remark, “I am not completely helpless!” I retorted in a heated whisper, “I can take care of myself.”
He sent me an apologetic smile and swept us around the dance floor. Adam was a far superior dancer to Lord Devereaux. “Forgive me. I did not mean to give offense. I have no doubt of your abilities Jenna,” He remarked, “You are quite capable of taking care of yourself. However Lord Devereaux has too many connections. Too many friends that think the same way he does.” His gaze hardened and he tightened his grip on me, pulling me closer to his towering frame. My heart sped up. “You are one temptation, I’m afraid, that he would not pass up. “
My stomach churned in unease at his suggestions and I had to suppress a shudder of disgust.“I suppose you’re right,” I sighed trying to shake the thoughts from my mind. “It is probably for the best then.”
“Indeed it is,” he smiled down on me, “And I intend to keep an eye on you the rest of the evening.”
A blush crept on my cheeks, “Oh that’s not necessary,” I mumbled tearing my eyes away from his face, “I wouldn’t want to monopolize your time.” Marguerite’s image flashed before my eyes.
“What on earth are you talking about?” Adam remarked, removing his hand from my waist. The dance was over. “How would you be monopolizing my time?” He led me from the dance floor.
“It’s just that I know you have many acquaintances here,” I remarked, avoiding his gaze as much as possible. He led me to a row of chairs in the far corner and we sat down, “I wouldn’t want to take you away from your friends. They are probably dying to spend time with you.” It wasn’t a complete lie. I knew that his friends wanted to spend time with him. One in particular.
“Jenna will you look at me?” His tone was pleading and calm. I ventured a peak. Adam’s eyes were shining with amusement and sincerity. “I would much rather spend time with you Jenna. You are my friend too. You are more of a friend than any other person here. You are my first choice.”
My heart fluttered at his statement. I was his first choice.
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
A Post that is Long Overdue!
This isn't exactly the type of post that I wanted to put on here...it's too short in my opinion and it doesn't quite sound right. But I'll get it out I promise! And I think the more that I sit and write I will be able to be more creative and inspired to continue my novel. I need to finish this novel...I already know how it will end and everything! So without further hesitation, here is my post. Don't hate me if it sounds cliche or stupid. I don't even know if I'm going to use it. I just thought I'd send you something...maybe I'll be able to post something a little later too?
“How stupid can you be Jenna?!” Adam’s voice held a hard edge as his glare bore into me. I cringed under his scrutiny.
“I-I-well I didn’t mean to-“
“Didn’t mean to do what exactly Jenna? What did you think you would gain from studying about what I am…what I do?” He rubbed his temples in annoyance.
“I just wanted to see what it was like to be you. I wanted to understand,” I mumbled, unsure of my words. Would he understand me?
“Why on earth would you want to know what it is like to be forever isolated? To be alone forever wandering the earth, never able to grown old and have lasting relationships?!” He blustered, beginning to pace the room.
“That’s not it,” I fervently replied, “I just wanted to understand you. Your feelings and life. What you were going through,”
Adam’s form went rigid and he stopped pacing. He whirled to face me suddenly fury evident, “Or, perhaps the only reason you wanted to understand me, was to understand my power. To gain the knowledge to live forever perhaps.”
“No, I-“
“Don’t bother. I don’t want to hear your excuses. You are no more than a common cheat and liar. You were merely associated with me for yourself.”
His words stung and I didn’t know how to reply. He wouldn’t believe me anyway. With a resigned sigh, I turned from him.
“You have it all figured out I suppose,” I murmured
Oh and before I forget. I'm going to post some of my inspiring music on here...so maybe you'll get an idea of where I get my inspiration from! It's quite unique and fun if you ask me! Anyway, until next time!
Your Loving Author!
“How stupid can you be Jenna?!” Adam’s voice held a hard edge as his glare bore into me. I cringed under his scrutiny.
“I-I-well I didn’t mean to-“
“Didn’t mean to do what exactly Jenna? What did you think you would gain from studying about what I am…what I do?” He rubbed his temples in annoyance.
“I just wanted to see what it was like to be you. I wanted to understand,” I mumbled, unsure of my words. Would he understand me?
“Why on earth would you want to know what it is like to be forever isolated? To be alone forever wandering the earth, never able to grown old and have lasting relationships?!” He blustered, beginning to pace the room.
“That’s not it,” I fervently replied, “I just wanted to understand you. Your feelings and life. What you were going through,”
Adam’s form went rigid and he stopped pacing. He whirled to face me suddenly fury evident, “Or, perhaps the only reason you wanted to understand me, was to understand my power. To gain the knowledge to live forever perhaps.”
“No, I-“
“Don’t bother. I don’t want to hear your excuses. You are no more than a common cheat and liar. You were merely associated with me for yourself.”
His words stung and I didn’t know how to reply. He wouldn’t believe me anyway. With a resigned sigh, I turned from him.
“You have it all figured out I suppose,” I murmured
Oh and before I forget. I'm going to post some of my inspiring music on here...so maybe you'll get an idea of where I get my inspiration from! It's quite unique and fun if you ask me! Anyway, until next time!
Your Loving Author!
Saturday, May 1, 2010
Yes!
Alright, now I know this isn't a post that you've all been waiting for, but it's pretty close to it! I am officially done with school this semester and am very anxious to get back to my writing! I'm so pumped for it! I'll hopefully have something posted later on tonight for you to enjoy! Yes!!! I'm so so happy that things have worked out!
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Grr...
Well here's just a note for you to let you know that I haven't forgotten to write in my blog. I really and truly haven't. Things have been just rather hectic around here and I am waiting until the end of the semester before I actually sit down and post a lot of my writings. Believe me when I say that it is driving me absolutely bonkers not being able to sit down and write as much as I need and want to. Thankfully there are only a few weeks (stressful weeks, but a few nonetheless) left of the semester and then I can devote far more time to writing to my heart's content. Well that's all I really have to say for now. I look forward to posting more of what I have written thus far.
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