Don’t Live in a Fantasy (this world is magical too)

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You know, when I was younger, I never once believed that I was going to live a normal life. I had a strong belief that I would find my very own Narnia somewhere, or someday sprout wings and fly to far off lands.

That hasn’t happened. (Yet.)

But that belief has gotten weaker as I’ve grown older. Now, I have less time to race around in the woods from imaginary creatures. My focus is more on physics and history.

I think that’s why I started writing. My eight year old brain realized that me suddenly being able to have conversations with birds was unlikely, so I wrote stories where I could talk to animals instead. (Though, believe me, I tried for hours to talk to birds.) Continue reading

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Age, Time, And More Terrible Realizations That Come Along With Growing Up

I was listening to a bunch of songs from musicals, as one does, and absently listened to Sixteen Going on Seventeen, from the Sound of Music.

And it hit me.  

When I was a kid, I was like “Wow, Liesl is basically an adult, she’s so grown up, yeah she can have a boyfriend.”

*cue maniacal, crazy laughter*

I’M SIXTEEN GOING ON SEVENTEEN. ROLF AND LIESL ARE PRACTICALLY BABIES.

You know you’ve grown up when you become your parents. 

Now, I don’t have a boyfriend to sing the song with me, but hey, that means I don’t have to deal with a boyfriend turning me over to the Austrian authorities. (Backstabber.)

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The Importance of Art

art (high res).jpgHello.  I return.  My absence on this little blog can be accounted for by exactly one thing: the NCFCA.  In case you aren’t in the homeschooled Christian community, it stands for National Christian Forensics and Communications Association.  It’s a fancy way of saying national stress and exhaustion association. (Or basically, speech and debate.)

Anyways, I’ve been traveling to across my state and neighboring states delivering speeches for judges at competitions.  

Now, when picking out my topic for a speech, I looked through the blog archives (and promptly realized I need to go back and clean it out), and found a post that looked promising. (Appreciating the Creative Side {the unfinished sketchbook})

So I wrote a speech.  I illustrated boards and props to go along with it.  And I gave it.  And now I’m making it work for me, and making my blog-post-turned-speech back into a blog post. (As you do.)

Enjoy.


When I was a kid, I wanted to be an artist.  Eventually, reality set in, and I realized two things:

  1.  Artists aren’t paid very well.  And there would be a very likely possibility that I could be a starving artist, doomed to eating ramen noodles for all eternity while mice skittered around the floor.  (A Little Princess style.)
  2. I had little natural talent.

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2018

2018 in review

So today is the day that I let myself be honest about myself on here.   It’s really for me, not anyone else.  

It’s been a crazy year.  There’s been good part and bad parts.  I’ve felt happier than I’ve ever felt before, a happiness I didn’t think I could ever feel.  And I’ve felt lonely and scared.  I’ve taken it day by day. Continue reading

The Get to Know Me Tag

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Greetings and Salutations!

I am back!

And why not start off the school year with a tag!  Infinitely better than having to say three interesting facts about yourself to the class.  (My go-to is that I’ve never drunk coffee.  That normally angers or confuses people.)

Rules:

  • Link back to the person who created the tag ( Savannah)
  • Thank the person who tagged you (thanks, Catwing!)
  • Share the tag graphic *see above…*
  • Tag eleven bloggers (Welllll… maybe not….)

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beautifully me

At first writing this post was more of a therapy/outlet for me.  Then I thought: “Maybe I should post this.”  And I went back and forth between posting this and not.  But Tuesday rolled around and I didn’t have anything to post for Wednesday except this.  So here is a dump about me, and sort of about self love.  

I’ll have a normal post for next week.  I can’t keep spilling my soul on the inter-web XD.  I somehow thought it would be a good idea to post the drawings that I put along with each little blurb.  Please be nice to my bad art :P. Continue reading