Rainbow of Thought

First of all, I don't wanna sound like I'm complaining (although yes, indeed I am) but summer went by wayyy too fast. It feels like just yesterday I was sitting in class listening to my Spanish teacher explaining the differences between direct object pronouns and normal pronouns (which, I still don't understand; if you're reading this, it's a cry for help) I'm excited for school to start. I'm ready to take on the hallways, to beat the clock rushing to class and to surrender my sanity to earn an A on a coloring project.  What I'm not necessarily happy about is our new schedule. Instead of having seven, 50-ish minute classes, we now have four and they are double the time. Yes, we will be more productive, yes, I will finally get to finish an essay in class, and yes, I will get much longer naps without the fear of the bell or public humiliation.  But I'm also gonna be stuck in a concrete box with people,-none of which it seems I will know-, for ab...

Okay so it looks like I've figured out more of what I want to do with this blog. As far as posting schedules, I want to post on Tuesday and Friday, though I might occasionally have additional musings that I deem worthy of posting throughout the week. As far as content, I don't think I've found my niche yet. I like spoken words and slam poetry, but I think I like listening to them more than writing them. I like info articles or Bible-y things, although they definitely take more time and research. I want to do more stories, but as I mentioned in my first post brevity is kinda hard and I'm not very good at flash fiction.  I've already skipped a post or two on my "schedule" but that's because I've been reading and learning about writing and things of that nature. I enrolled in Kingdom Pen's online basics writing course and that's helped me understand more about techniques and stuff. I really need to stop saying "and stuff", but eh...

"Keep fighting the good fight, keep letting your light shine, 'cause I'm never gonna leave you, always gonna see you through to the other side." I heard those words in a song the other day and it made me wonder, what exactly is the "Good Fight"? And how to we fight it? According to Webster's Dictionary, the definition of fighting the good fight is "to try very hard to do what is right". As a christian I think it goes deeper than that. Ephesians 6:12 says that our struggle, our fight, isn't against flesh and blood but against powers of the dark world and spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.  So our good fight isn't just trying to do the right thing, but is actually a daily battle to follow Jesus and not get swept into sin. Our fights are against pride, envy, gluttony, lust, anger, greed, sloth and any other temptation or sin that doesn't please God.  Seems like a tall order right? Trying to fight the good fight wh...

I've been working on two novels for the past couple of months and I guess it would make sense to share a little bit of one of them.  'The Trials of Corey Brown' is about a person named Corey (duh). I don't really want to give this character a gender or physical description because I want them to mean something different to every person who reads it. No, it's not a stance on any current events or political issues, I just think it's cool to make something that can be personal and different to lots of people. Plus, my favorite part when I read a book is imagining what a character looks like. Sure, the author gave them brown hair, but maybe I don't think brown hair fits with that character's personality.  Anyways, Corey is very introspective, analytical (ignore the fact that those are almost synonyms) and likes to overthink stuff. This excerpt is the first one I wrote for this novel and it's really what made me want to pursue this idea, so withou...

"How rare and beautiful it is to even exist." I was listening to a song called Saturn (by Sleeping at Last) and that line kinda hit me, and contrary to the song, I actually had a pen nearby and was able to write it down. Later, I watched a TED talk where this girl performed the song and before she did she explained what it meant to her. One thing she said in particular kinda resonated with me, she said (I'm paraphrasing here, I'll attach the link below) that sometimes we get so lost in the vastness of the universe, we get so lost in our own insignificance that we deem ourselves fully insignificant; However, she also says that yeah, the universe is big, but we're still breathing, and that has to mean something, right? Well, I've been thinking about this for a while, (a whole forty-five minutes 😂) and I think that as a Christian, the fact that we are breathing means incredibly much more than something. God could've easily made us robots or not even crea...

Trapped. Not in control. The world spins And deep in my soul, My walls have collapsed. Keep up my image All smiles and grins But deep in my heart I'm falling apart There's no ground for my feet I’ve been falling forever I think the night has me beat When will the light come? Feels like never Everything’s shaking Falling down Walls crash, windows smash But thru the quaking I see an eye I struggle forward to investigate And the eye becomes a man Standing patiently, outside of my battered iron gate I asked him how long he’d been there and what he was doing He looked at me His face comforting and serene He said he’d been there for years knocking and trying to come in But I guess I had told him to wait He continued and said: I watched you building walls and I tried to stop you I watched you toss and turn at night and you wouldn't let me hold you. I watched you act like you were okay, but I f...

My little brother Levi wanted to do a Bible story post, but he wanted to write it himself. So without further ado, here's his retelling of (in his words, not mine) "How Peter cut a guy's ear off." One day Jesus was praying and he asked some of the disciples to pray with him. Then the disciples started to fall asleep and Jesus came back and said WAKE UP! Then he went back to praying and he was so scared that he sweat out blood, and he heard marching and then the man kissed Jesus on the cheek. That meant to arrest him then Peter one of the disciples got so mad he cut a guys ear off. And Jesus said Peter! Put away your sword and Jesus picked the man's ear up and put it back on him.  THE END!!!!!!! 

Well, I guess I thought long and hard about making a blog, but I didn't really think about what I would say on the first post, so I'll just start with what the heart of this blog is about.  Here's the thing, I write. A lot. I want to learn how to write consistently, clearly and fearlessly. My goal is to post on this blog at least twice a week. That will help me learn how to write often and get over my fear of having other people judge my work. Sometimes I will post stories, poems, life updates, book lists, movie reviews or some thoughts that swarm through my head. Hopefully, I'll learn how to express my thoughts and ideas with clarity and brevity. Oh and maybe, just maybe, my grammar will improve (or ya know I'll just use Grammarly).  I guess this is all I have to say at the moment and I don't really know how to end a post. That'll have to be one of the things I work on as well :) Thanks for reading this and I hope that you find a five dollar bill l...