(6/21/19 review: These still are not bad ideas. Perhaps I should write them.)
It was requested to hear my ideas for this video game story that I am writing for my boyfriend. It is going to be published into a book, of course (or I sure hope so), but also made into a video game by him. The basic idea is perhaps a three-part series almost similar to how the Underworld series is. Not entirely sure in what order I would put the books in yet, but that is the point.
The first one for sure is going to be set in modern times. The plot idea so far is that these families, bloodlines, and other things have survived the fall of different civilizations and empires. Not only did they survive, but they also keep these empires alive with them throughout all this time. What is seen in history books isn't really true. That is just the cover story for the reality of it. The story is going to be how involved these people really are in our society and all over the world as they try to reestablish the once great kingdoms that existed long ago.
One book will be set very much like the sequel to the story as in what happened next kind of thing. The last one or 2nd in the series will be of the past and how we got to the 1st book.
How's that for an amazing idea? I like it personally. :D It may sound a bit confusing as I had just written the prologue and have yet to come up with characters or how to do this. This is a general idea though. I hope that you guys buy my book when it comes out (eventually)! (And buy my boyfriend's game too. ;])
I'll keep you updated as I keep going. I'm not going to give it all away of course, but I might put snippets up here to keep you interested. ;D
Friday, June 21, 2019
September 11, 2009
Today is a day filled with sorrow and joy. The pain will overcome those who have lost the precious beauty they had in their lives. Years have passed. Years will come. Many days will move us through everything we do. We will have to suffer and must learn to cope with the mass of dwelling entities in this world. Maybe, in the end, life is worth it. Though we will lose, though we will fall, we must be free. Without free living, life will falter. Life will become endless, pointless, and absolutely worthless. My life is love. My life has hope and joy. Though I have encountered miser, my Lord will pull me through with the lasting, never-ending love. I will move on. I will go on. I will be free. Free to live as life should be. Though it is a day of mourning to many and all, I will be free.
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This was a free write I did on that day that turned out well. I am no longer a Christian, but I am proud of what I wrote.
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This was a free write I did on that day that turned out well. I am no longer a Christian, but I am proud of what I wrote.
Sweet Sibling Love
My heart pangs in a sweet and easy way.
The innocence that fills this longing is quite an interesting one.
It is nowhere near the naught that envelopes our world today.
It is merely the tender love of a sibling that pains this little heart.
All it wants is to be loved in the purest of ways.
No hate nor unruly passion is desired today.
It wants the warm hug of one that will love undeniable.
It wants guidance and assurance that everything is okay.
All it wants is for a brother to engulf her and say sweet things to cheer her up when she's down;
A leading when she is lost;
A light when she is scared;
And a love that will remind her someone is there that still cares.
That is all that is desired today.
This love of a brother, shining true.
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This was written during my freshmen year of high school.
The innocence that fills this longing is quite an interesting one.
It is nowhere near the naught that envelopes our world today.
It is merely the tender love of a sibling that pains this little heart.
All it wants is to be loved in the purest of ways.
No hate nor unruly passion is desired today.
It wants the warm hug of one that will love undeniable.
It wants guidance and assurance that everything is okay.
All it wants is for a brother to engulf her and say sweet things to cheer her up when she's down;
A leading when she is lost;
A light when she is scared;
And a love that will remind her someone is there that still cares.
That is all that is desired today.
This love of a brother, shining true.
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This was written during my freshmen year of high school.
All I See
I sit here and think of you.
All my dreams revolve around you.
Everything I see is you...
Days pass and time goes by.
Life moves on and leaves me behind.
I'm trapped in this place where you left me to die.
Will I ever be free?
Will I ever move on?
Will I ever see someone else?
Will you ever see me?
Everything I know;
You are all I think about.
All I see...
Do you see me?
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This had to have been written in about September of 2008. I changed it a little from what it originally was. To understand this entirely, there has to be an understanding of what I was feeling.
Those moments were of despair and pain. It wasn't utter despair as before, but alone I was in much pain. As I look back, I realize how different I was from those moments. My heart has been healed since then, for which I am thankful.
I hope the poem is enjoyed even for its quality.
All my dreams revolve around you.
Everything I see is you...
Days pass and time goes by.
Life moves on and leaves me behind.
I'm trapped in this place where you left me to die.
Will I ever be free?
Will I ever move on?
Will I ever see someone else?
Will you ever see me?
Everything I know;
You are all I think about.
All I see...
Do you see me?
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This had to have been written in about September of 2008. I changed it a little from what it originally was. To understand this entirely, there has to be an understanding of what I was feeling.
Those moments were of despair and pain. It wasn't utter despair as before, but alone I was in much pain. As I look back, I realize how different I was from those moments. My heart has been healed since then, for which I am thankful.
I hope the poem is enjoyed even for its quality.
Moon
I am a glorious object in the sky.
I am beautiful and bright.
I am loved by many and hated by few.
I light the way by night and sleep in the day.
I am mysterious yet simple.
I am big but small.
I am romantic and brilliant.
I am the moon.
Ruler of the night sky.
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This was written sometime in 2008-09, I believe. I would have been about 14 years old.
I am beautiful and bright.
I am loved by many and hated by few.
I light the way by night and sleep in the day.
I am mysterious yet simple.
I am big but small.
I am romantic and brilliant.
I am the moon.
Ruler of the night sky.
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This was written sometime in 2008-09, I believe. I would have been about 14 years old.
Monday, July 1, 2013
Just For Today 7/1/13
" Just for today, try not to be the first person to criticize yourself."
"Where there is great love, there are always miracles." -Willa Cather
"Where there is great love, there are always miracles." -Willa Cather
Saturday, October 13, 2012
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