15 July 2017

The Tree Folk (pt. 2)



Who's ready for part two?!

I am so happy to have received the feedback I did for part one. Thank you so much to those who commented and suffered through that post sending out like 8 times. -.-

You make my day. <3

Alright, let's get on with it, shall we? Last time we saw Sienna she was being mummified by vines. Let's see if she can figure out what's going on and get herself out of this mess...

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They dragged her along, the three of them chattering in warbled voices. She strived to understand, to grasp at information that would give her the knowledge she’d need to navigate the situation. But for the most part, it sounded like birds chirping together in an intense commutative soprano.

She tried not to panic. Because the more she did, the more moss she snuffed up her nose.

Eventually, the tweeting stopped and the air around her stiffened. They stopped dragging her along the ground, and the few moments of silence that followed were deafening.

They cut the bindings around her arms and legs, leaving her head, wrists and ankles encased. Her breathing slowed. This was okay. She was going to be okay.

“Stay there,” someone spoke, and she held her breath as their shadow passed over her face. Slowly, the vines were peeled from her eyes, and she stared up into a brown face.

Literal brown. Muddy brown.

His eyebrows looked like twigs and his eyes were deep set and harsh. Hair flopped into his face and when he moved toward her, she screamed.

“Quiet! I can’t bring you death, but I will rip out your vocal chords!”

She shut her mouth.

He said something in an odd language. Like he was relaxing. He looked at something past her. “We are ready for the Elder.”

Sienna was hoisted onto her feet, ankles unbound and arms held so tight she had to bite back a yelp. Two men guided her through the foliage, the tips of leaves greeting her cheek and brow.

They broke through on the other side, revealing that the sky above was clear. Before her, rooted deep into the ground, was an old oak.

“Let the child come closer,” a deep voice called.

Sienna looked around as her arms were released. Come closer? To what? There was only the…

“To me.”

The voice came from beyond the tree. It had to have. She stepped over exposed roots as she traveled closer, fingers brushing against the bark of the tree.

“That’s close enough, thank you.”

The voice was right before her. The voice belonged to the tree.

“I am Eden. Welcome to the Folk forest.”

08 July 2017

The Tree Folk (pt. 1)

There's something I haven't done in a long time.

And that is, share a story.

I've written loads for you guys over the years, but when it comes to novels, I'm always -- hm, what's the proper word for it? -- terrified to share what I've written. Mostly because I get this notion like it needs to be edited and make sense and I need to reread it and *brain overloads and nothing gets done*

BUT NOT TODAY!

Okay, well, I did edit this but that's beside the point. I'm sharing a snippet of a current WIP, my dear friend, and I am entrusting its growth to you. :)

Without further ado...

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“Stupid Craig and his stupid rules and his stupid protein bars and—AGH! GO AWAY BUG. And his stupid trooper scarf thing! Well here you go, Craig!” She ripped the bandana off her throat, stomping on it for good measure. “There! Now find me!”

The forest around her was eerily quiet.

She turned around in a circle, a small breeze brushing her arms. She watched as it made the leaves on the trees sway.

Silence was her friend as she stood in the forest, fuming and disappointed. A branch snapped in the distance and she whirled toward the sound, hoping it was Craig so she could continue yelling at him. But the figure before her wasn’t Craig. It was much too tall and broad. Its eyes were a sharp amber yellow that glowed from within, brightening the wrinkles around its sockets.

Sienna froze, convinced she’d stirred up a hostile creature. She tried to remember what the best thing to do was when you were confronted by a panther—or whatever it was that glared at her through the trees. The angry knot in her stomach transitioned to fear when the figure was joined by two more.

She ran.

Around the trees, over logs, through piles of leaves. She stirred dust in her wake as she sprinted, panting heavily and almost in tears. Something heavy snatched her feet from under her and she went down, her palms and chin cutting into soft earth. Scratchy thick vines encased her ankles, and she could not tell in her panic whether they were traveling up her legs or if that was just her mind. The vines encased her, mummifying her with just enough room to breathe in dirt and moss. She had a partial view of the branches above her head, the sun barely breaking through their barricade over the forest floor. For eternity she lay there, until the glowing eyes came into view.

When she screamed there was no sound.

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What did you think, friend? I know, I know, it's dramatic. But I'm sure you would question if it was truly me who wrote it if it wasn't. ;)

Let me know what you think in the comments below! Do you want more? Less? Something different altogether? While you're down there, comment the word "bookish" if you made it this far into the post. ;)

I love hearing from you. <3

Toodle-loo for now!

01 July 2017

June 2017

This is a transparent monthly reflection where I take the time to look back, view my progress and make adjustments.

I can sum up the month of June in one word: Unprepared.

A lot of things happened and though I'd love to complain about them, I need to move on and make adjustments.

Here is how my June went. :)

Monthly Project: Survive helping out at my church's camp.

Monday through Wednesdays from 8AM to 4PM 5 to 5:30PM. I had no idea I was volunteering for something that's equivalent to a part-time job (only exponentially harder because I'm horrible with kids). But as much as it's stressed me out, it's also opened my eyes the lives of others.

The kids I've been working with are bright, creative and loving. Gosh, all they do is love. Because that's what they crave. Someone who will love them back.

I think this is a small taste of what Jesus felt when God sent Him to earth. He saw all the broken souls and felt moved to love each and every one -- to the point where He sacrificed His own life. I am struck speechless...

Health → Exercise 3 days/week, drink 65oz. water/day

Exercise: 19/13* (146%)

Notes: If teaching kids to dance counts as exercise, I for sure overqualified for this. I mean, these dances get my heart pumping and my lungs wheezing. And then they ask CAN WE DO IT AGAIN? Yeesh. Who knew kid dances could help out with cardio? ;)


Water: 25/30 (83%)

Notes: It's become a habit to drink more water -- to the point where if I go more than 20 minutes without taking a sip, my throat dries out. O.o

Finances → Grow

June Income: $480

Notes: Sadly, circumstances and life meant I had to sell my tickets to see Twenty One Pilots... but at least I made a profit on them! :}

Career → Prep book for publication

Edit daily: 3/30 (10%)

Notes: You would think with 4 free days a week I would have this editing thing down. But life happens. I definitely want to apply myself more to my personal projects, but there's always someone who needs help or I just don't feel like doing it...

Anyone have any tips that get you motivated to edit a manuscript?

Personal/Spiritual Development → Have a quiet time every morning

I didn't track this

Notes: I strived to do this toward the end of the month, in the morning before going to camp where I would have to maintain my composure around 24 screaming children. It helped. Just spending fifteen minutes journaling, studying a verse or two and planting it in my heart really softened me. I could feel God working throughout the day, in me and others. I am so, so thankful.

Play/Recreation → Write 600+ words/day

How many days this month I wrote: 8/30 (27%)

Notes: Disappointing, yes, but understandable. I think this is a prediction for how the whole summer is going to go, really.

Service → Post on my blog (at least) once a month.

I posted this month on Self Known: Yes!! Here are the links:


Notes: Thank you thank you thank you thank you for being so incredibly supportive. YOU ARE SO AMAZING AND I WISH I COULD GIVE YOU A HUG!


June Favorites

  • See
    • Ouran High School Host Club - I loved this to the point where I could try to sneak in a few minutes of an episode while I was in the bathroom at my church camp. #noshame
  • Touch
    • My hair - I cut it a while ago and yet I still like to feel how short it is. o.O
  • Hear
    • Spotify Premium
  • Taste
    • Flourless chocolate cake
    • Chipotle
    • Peppermint gum
  • Smell
    • Cocoa
  • Wear
    • My "uniform" - My church tee and "mid thigh" shorts
  • READ
    • Lord of Shadows by Cassandra Clare (In progress BECAUSE IT'S LIKE 800 PAGES WUT)

How was your month, friend? Do you have any music suggestions for me? What do YOU do to motivate yourself to edit your writing? I'd love to hear from you!

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