I’m not the best at keeping to a schedule or updating my blog in normal situations. When my life gets chaotic, my blog and YouTube suffers as well. For those who read my previous blog (non Inktober post), you will know that my grandmother died. I lived with my grandma my entire life, and for …
The room was dark and damp. There was not much in terms of furniture, just a chair and a table. In the corner of the room there is a figure curled into a ball on the floor. Their clothes are ragged, and their body is frail. But when you gaze into their eyes, you can …
Have you ever wanted to escape into a magical land where you have no worries? Where you don’t have to pay bills or be sick? Well, there are rumors that there is this enchanted land deep in the forest. Here you can find flowers that look like children and wolves that walk on two legs. …
Originally, I wasn't planning on posting anything to my blog for Mother's Day. However, on May 7th, my grandma, Dorothy Sanderson, died. I have lived with her my entire life. She took care of me when I was younger, and my mom was at work. Near the end, the roles were switched, and I took …
Everyday she listened to the mean comments. “You’re ugly.” “Who let you out of the house? You’re too husky to fit through the dog door.” “Why are you even still alive?” With every comment, her insides changed and darkened. She became a twisted version of herself. With a smile on her face and an evil …
For my Pick Your Poison Reading Challenge, I chose “The Bookshop on the Corner” by Jenny Colgan for the category “A Book about a Librarian or a Bookseller.” In the case of this book, the main character, Nina, is both! After the library she works at is closed and reinvented, Nina must decide what to …
Continue reading Review of “The Bookshop on the Corner” by Jenny Colgan
I wrestle with my hatred of the woman tied up. She saw who killed my son, but she didn’t speak up. Why should I care if she freezes to death? Why should I care if she dies, when she didn’t care when my son died. Finally, resigned, I reach through the pipe to get the …
*Disclaimer: This was originally posted on my former blog. Continuing on with my list of favorite books to reread to when I was younger, many of these deal with sensitive subjects. I came across many of these books in middle school, but once I moved to high school, I no longer had access to them. …
Stitch one, Stitch two A few more stitches, and I’ll be through. Stitch three, Stitch four I wonder if I should make more? Stitch five, Stitch six Do you hear the clicks? Stitch seven, Stitch eight The noise is driving me to hate. Stitch nine, Stitch ten I have reached the end. I have placed …
Everyone who knows me knows I’m happy. I laugh and joke around with my friends. Whenever I see someone sad, I try to turn their frown upside down. Everyone who knows me knows I’m helpful. I teach and guide others. I hold the door open, Even when my hands are full. Everyone who knows me …
