Rubbish Writing- what happens next?

Killing Fate

I soulfully glance out of the window and on look the gloomy forest that lies behind my house. Clouds threaten the horizon as they perch on the edge of the earth, leaving only a few glimpses of moonbeams so sprawl between the spindly trees. A heavy fog pushes down over the fields of barren grass, awaiting it’s pray. The streetlights flicker with fear at the sound of the doorbell buzzing ferociously.

I direct my attention away from the ominous weather and towards the front door that blocks me away from the world. I see his face through the twisted glass slits in the door; a face I know too well. I know if i open the door I am welcoming fate in, not just my best friend. I will create my own circumstances; they will no longer create me.

My hand reluctantly reaches towards the door handle. It feels like icy fingers grasping around my hand that will never let me go, for I am letting the inevitable stroll through my unbreakable defence line.

I fling open the door without a second thought to reveal Jake. He is standing at my doorstep with raindrops trickling down his nose. He looks at me with his blue eyes like ice, breaking away at the core. They tilt downwards at the edges, for he knows this is it. His blonde hair dropped on his pallid forehead, like sea-weed on a clam. My stomach turned as I knew this was it; the bad news could not be delayed any longer…

WHAT HAPPENS NEXT?

ENJOY! (or at least try to enjoy my pathetic writing :L)

My feet in the clouds :L

Yes, it's my feet... RUN AT ME, BRO! :L

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Consistency- not me

consistency

only a virtue of you're not screw-up

con·sist·en·cy

Noun:
  1. Conformity in the application of something, typically that which is necessary for the sake of logic, accuracy, or fairness.
  2. The achievement of a level of performance that does not vary greatly in quality over time.
I have no daily nor weekly routine. I don’t blog once a week, I don’t tweet once a day, and I never update my status on Facebook. Am i consistent? No. Simple answer. I never can stay on one topic when writing a story (that’s one of the reasons all of my stories are so rubbish)
I apparently need a routine! I don’t think so… I sometimes have a routine; like for school and lessons and music- but never for anything that isn’t already organised for me. Heck, sometimes i even miss my flute lessons just because i don’t feel like it or just because i can because it’s in school time.
But consistency can apparently create a balance in your life (or a bore, if you’re like me) so here are some tips i have found about how to be consistent:

1. Decide what’s really important. So many times we are overburdened in life because we take on everything that comes our way. Decide what’s really important to you, and let the rest go.

2. Decide to focus on only a few things at a time. 3-5 is optimal.

3. Create ways you can add these things into your current routine.

4. Expect to mess up sometimes, and forgive yourself when you do.

5. Get right back on track the next day/opportunity you have to be consistent.

6. Remember it takes some time to create a habit. Expect to spend at least 3 weeks on your first group of items.

7. Be flexible. Setting a routine is good, but realize life is not always perfect and you can still be consistent even if it doesn’t look like you expected it to look.

8. It’s much easier to learn consistency with daily tasks rather than weekly tasks.

9. Leave yourself reminders in the beginning so you remember to complete tasks as part of your routine.

10. Don’t have a routine? Create one! Nothing fancy, just a set of steps you do in a specific order every day. Will help turn actions into habits that you don’t have to think about.

11. Be willing to adjust. You may realize after a week or so that something you thought was important really isn’t. Be willing to drop the things that don’t work, just fill that space with something else more important to you.

12. Don’t give up.

13. Write down all the reasons you think you CAN’T do this, and then come up with solutions beforehand so you are ready to combat the problems that might arise.

14. Change your mind. Think you can’t be consistent? Use EFT to clear those blocks. You’ll find it much easier to keep moving forward.

15. Take it one day at a time. Don’t worry that you might mess up next week. Concentrate on being consistent today and you’ll be ahead of the game.

16. Remove as many distractions as possible.

17. Be very CLEAR and SPECIFIC on what you are trying to be consistent about. Without a clear vision of where you want to be it’s hard to move in the right direction.

18. Build rewards in for yourself.  Promise yourself something cool if you can be consistent for a certain period of time.

19. Break goals down into smaller pieces. “Lose weight” is hard to be consistent about, but “drink 8 glasses of water every day” is something you can work with.

20.  Make sure you’re not biting off more than you can chew. Keep your changes small enough to be manageable ~ you’re more likely to be successful if the thought of adding the item to your day doesn’t completely overwhelm you. If it does, break it down into something a little smaller to start with.

… Or if you’re like me, don’t even bother reading it over twice because, hey, that could class and being consistent :L

ENJOY!

Hope That Went Up With The Fireworks

I remember her sadness and sorrow like it was my own. The tone in her voice that would crack at the edges and the way her breathing would slow down just at his mention. She would blank the world when he was around.
I remember standing there with my friend and she cried into my shoulder, the fireworks soaring above our heads and illuminating the black fog that lay thick. She felt the fog and smoke more than the fireworks.
She had an undying love for another one of my friends;in fact-best friend who is a boy.
I never wanted to tell her what he thought or knew because i never wanted to hurt her. But the longer I waited the more she hurt.
She was waiting for her chance. She was waiting for the day for him to confess his love for her like she would so often do to me for him.
I knew that he didn’t love her and I knew why; but I just didn’t want to say it because she would break like silence I I knew it. But I decided what was best for her forever strained heart.
So that night I stood with my group of friends as she cried gently into our shoulders and we gave her reassuring cuddles to comfort her.
“my hope went up with the fireworks” she uttered as the loud bangs roared overhead. I saw the tears pour out of her eyes like pools among mountain rocks-I saw her heart break and shatter like glass.
“up with the fireworks” I repeated in what seemed an emotionless tone, but yet had so much meaning behind the words.

I know my story telling skills lack but I just wanted to say the story ><
ENJOY!
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Doing Stupid and Pointless Things Just Because

I have a very good example of a stupid and pointless thing to do- I set my iPod onto spanish mode to try to improve my Spanish. I also walked into the apple shop today and set every iPod touch there onto Spanish mode. Yes, it was stupid and yes, it was pointless. I probably annoyed the store worker that now has to try and find their way through the Spanish menu to find English again. Woo.
Another stupid thing I did was spend about an hour looking through one direction blogs then remembering I don’t actually give a damn. I’m not obsessed with them (unlike most of my friends I follow on twitter)
Another pointless thing- I tweet crap. Nobody cares about what I have to say, so why am I even bothering writing this cause No one is going to read it? :L ohhh well
ENJOY!

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