Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Randomness, Nervousness.....

Hello Readers. 
Guess what? I now have twenty followers!! So, I need to do some special long blogpost. :P SO, I, uh, by some miracle, decided to use a girl character for NaNo instead of Mornah..... So, Mornah has vanished from existance. :) I'm not sure if he is very happy about that, but, hey, it ain't his choice. :D My new character is Velaine D'Blire. Here is a short thing about her:

Name: Velaine D'Blire
Nickname: Laine, Vella, Vel
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Hair Color: Strait blond.
Eye Color: Green
Personality: Tomboy, likes to climb trees.
Usual Outfit: A knee-length dress of her tribe, along with vibrantly colored leggings. 
Experience With Trades: Cooking, cleaning, farming.
Weapons: Small dagger.
Parentage: Kevric and Lorinel D'Blire
Family: Kevric D'Blire, Lorinel D'Blire, Mirigal D'Blire
Station: Daughter of a farming peasant. Soldier.

As of the other day, I resolved to catch up on math, three days behind, six lessons to do. Ouch. Not to mention I hate math plus being terrible at it. So, for all those homeschoolers who hate math;
I advise you to listen to music. I reccomend "Me and Jesus" by Stellar Kart. Or is it just me who likes that song? :) I have aa problem(:P) where if I am doing math, division especially, and keep getting the problem wrong, I start to cry. I'm highly emotional and lack pain tolerance. And my dog likes to wake me at random times at night. I get an average of six hours of sleep each night, partially my fault. What can I say? I like to read. Anywho, I am also easily discouraged and a year behind in math. I'm doing fifth, but I am in sixth. Yeah. I manage to convice myself I am completely and utterly going to fail. Not much of an optomist. 
 But, anyways, I wrote more of my Berinfell Fanfiction. Here it is:

Mariel pulled on a robe, grabbed her rychesword, and dashed into the hallway. "What is it? Why are the bells ringing?" Mariel asked the door guard. 
He glanced over at her. "It woke you?"
"Aye. What is it?" 
"Lady Taeva was kidnapped from Vesper Crag. They found her sword and that of a Gwar's in a hall. Apparently she had fought valiantly but lost."
Mariel frowned. "Are the Lords going to Vesper Crag?"
"Aye, my lady."
Mariel dashed back into her chambers and pulled on an embroidered white tunic with white leggings. She was buckling on her rychesword when her mother entered. "Oh, Mariel. You can't go."
"What! Is not Sundrell going?"
A smile twitched at the corners of Kat's blue tinted lips. "Of course. Tommy and the other men decreed us females should stay and protect Berinfell."
Mariel snorted. "Berinfell has capable warriors."
"Mariel..." Kat glanced back as Mariel's father entered. 
"Your mother is right, Mariel. Try to get some sleep."
"Please, Father!"
"No! You aren't going." 
Mariel glared at Tommy and sat on her bed. "Fine. I'll try to sleep." Her parents left and she fell back on the bed, tired but unable to sleep.
Taeva awoke in a darkened room. "So she awakes," a voice boomed.
Taeva tried to stand, but instead found she was bound by rough ropes. "Who are you?"
"Calm, my lady. I am Jovanin Derigue."
She scowled at the tall Gwar. "I suspect you were the one who pilfered the vial from Vesper Crag."
Jovanin laughed. "You are right. I have yet to use it. But when I do, no one will be able to withstand me!"
Taeva blew a black curl out of her face. "The Lords defeated my father, the first to try, and by far the strongest. Then, Asp. You really think they cannot do it again?"
"It has been many years since they fought in a full scale battle."
"You think that would diminish their prowess?"
Jovanin scowled. "I'll cross that ravine when I get to it."
"And thus, it shall creep upon you and be your doom," Taeva sighed. "Do what you wish."
"Your curiousity is not even the smallest bit inflamed for why I kidnapped you?"
Taeva glared at him. "Why is that, Jovanin?"
"I need you, Taeva Ravenpath, daughter of the Spider King, to take the venom. I mixed in a bit of extra liquids to help you turn to evil."
Taeva narrowed her eyes. "The Dark Arts?"
"Of course."
"Sorcery," Taeva growled.
"Don't worry, dear Lady Taeva. I'll make it hurt as much as I can." Jovanin stepped forward, holding a large needle-tipped syringe filled with venom. Taeva thrashed against her bindings.
Mariel awoke the next morning, refreshed but with a grwoing dread. At breakfast, she guessed where her dread came from.
Mother broke it to her. "Your father isn't back yet." 
Mariel looked dumbfounded. "What? But, they should be back by now." Dread overwhelmed her senses. 
"Are you going after him?"
Kat's sepia brown eyes flared. "Of course."
Mariel grinned despite her dread. "I'm in."
Taeva broke through the ropes with two small, quick bursts of lightning. She jumped away from Jovanin, warily eying the syringe. 
"I had forgotten your powers. Very well, if you are not willing..." Jovanin rolled up his tunic sleeve and injected it into his arm. 
Taeva gasped, her eyes wide. She collapsed against one wall.

Anyway, I found Young Writers NaNoWriMo.com, so I am doing this officially. I set my goal for 50,000 and I'll shoot for the stars. If I miss, then I shall fall to the moon. Icky. That would be  splattery death, and consider there is no gravity in space, I can't even fall, so, I'd die from lack of air......

Random Novel Character: Sorry about her rambling. *shuts out the lights* 
Author: Hey! *turns lights back on* That wasn't very nice. If I get twenty-one followers, I'll post my prologue and chapter one on here when I get them written!! Endurance and Victory.

Over and Out,

Saturday, October 20, 2012

The New Recruit

Okay, so I bought an AMAZING book by Jill WIlliamson called The New Recruit. Here's my review:

The New Recruit was a thrilling book. I picked it up with expectence of epicness after reading her Blood of Kings trilogy. It's worth the $10. Spencer was a realistic boy with believable real world problems. I hungrily await the next books, for one, to find out what happened to his father, and for two to find out what happened to Anya. Jill Williamson has whipped out a story that will keep readers captive all day. I strongly suggest that anyone who should stumble upon a copy of The New Recruit should pick it up and read it.

-Ryebrynn Lyla Shveer Crossblade

Saturday, October 13, 2012

Another post of boring-ness... :)

CAUTION: Leauphaun, if you have yet to read "The Tide of Unmaking", DON'T READ THIS POST!! SPOILERS!!!!!!!!!
Hey all.
I'm not feeling well, so of you'd all pray for me, that'd be greatly appreciated. Theo has a bad case of Malaria, so he'll need your prayer too. We went swimming in ocean today, though our beach had a hole, so we swam in the beach in front of the Kendeja Resort. We weren't caught, probably because no one owns the beach. My NaNo novel is doing amazing, I can't wait to start! :) Just came from looking at pictures of when we were younger. *fond smile* It can be a painful, a deep heartache that won't leave for a few minutes, but yet so refreshing. I just keep in my mind, every time I miss home, my friends, wireless internet, free time, air conditioning, 24/7 electricity(ect.) God brought me here. If he sees fit to bring me here, what use is it to long for home? Sure, I had friends, a lot I lack here, but what use is it to argue with our creator? No use. :) So my readers, every time you think back to something you miss, remember, we always have God. He never leaves. He is always here for us. "And, lo, I am with you always, even unto the end of the world(NKJV *sheepishly* Only Bible on hand)" Matthew(or according to the NKJV, "St. Matthew" :P) 28: 20b. And so, my readers, this confirms that we need not worry. For your amusement... Quotes, of me, when I was seven or so:
After being out of bed for the upteenth time, Mother angry: "Give me grace, Mom. Just one more chance. God wants you to."-Me, I was five.

"Abra cadabra, turn my mommy into a horse."-Me, I was seven. I loved horses.

We were all laughing so hard we couldn't breath. So many good memories. They make me want to cry, the emotional person I am. :')..... For your enjoyment, part of my Allyra(The Berinfell prophecies books) Short Story/fanfiction:

Mariel Silvertree tossed her curly brown hair behind her and frowned at the letter that lay in her lap. Every Elven Lord or Heir to Lordship in Allyra had read it.

To the Elven Lords of Allyra:
Come with haste. Gwar has gotten a hold of a very dangerous weapon.
-Taeva Ravenpath

Mariel frowned. But what was this "very dangerous weapon"? They would all soon find out. Mariel sighed, stood and buckled a rychesword about her waist.
Taeva Ravenpath waited impatiently, pacing the halls of the restored Vesper Crag, cleaned and polished, renewed after being torn down in the war against her father. She wore one of her best dresses, deep purple with shades of pink. She wore her black hair back in a ponytail. THe double doors to the hall opened. "Lord Alreenia Hiddenblade Silvertree, Lord Felheart Silvertree, Lord Hamandar Nightwing, Lord Miarra Swiftstorm Nightwing, Lord Thorwin Valorbrand, Lord Lothriel Oakenflower, Lord Albriand Ashheart, Sundrell Nightwing, Mariel Silvertree, and Guardmaster Eldara Goldarrow Grimwarden." Someone announced. The Lords and their children entered and the doors were closed behind them.
"My lords, I fear great evil has invaded Allyra yet again. After our victory against Asp, as you know, I came here. From Asp's fangs I filled one vial of venom. If has been stolen from my possession by a renegade Gwar. The very guards that guard this entrance now, saw on gwar leaving but yesterday, carrying a vial full of green liquid. It has been pilfered, my lords."
Across the room, Lord Alreenia gasped.
Lord Felheart stepped away from the other Lords. "Why did you do this, Taeva? Do you wish another war to fall down upon the fragile heart of Allyra?"
Lord Thorwin nodded. "Aye, it was not a smart thing for yu t'be doin'."
Taeva bowed her head. "I know. Forgiveness and alliance is all I ask for. After all, for the good of Allyra, we must apprehend this villain."
Guardmaster Goldarrow nodded gravely. "Endurance and victory,"
"Endurance and victory," the Lords echoed.
Mariel Silvertree followed her parents out of Vesper Crag, a grim expression taking over her face. She pulled her curly brown hair back into a ponytail as she mounted her horse. Her parents were silent as they mounted their horses. The silence of them all unnerved Mariel. As their company cantered forward, Mariel tried hard to ignore the gnawing fear growing in her stomach. Something was not right in Allyra. And she knew what. She glanced back at Vesper Crag, it's towers high and majestic against the rosy dusk sky. The fortress had been changed, but the line of the Spider King hadn't. It had one vial of venom in it's possession, now, the whole of Allyra was held in balance. But the question was, would Taeva be acclaimed a traitor to the Lords?
Lord Alreenia Hiddenblade Silvertree, or "Kat" as she prefered to be called, laid a hand on her husband's shoulder as he began to yell. "Peace, Tommy."
Lord Felheart, or "Tommy" as he prefered to be called, looked up at her.
"Always the peacemaker, Kat?"
She smiled wryly. "Keep in mind I know what you are thinking."
Tommy smiled and turned back to the other lords. "Jett, you are needed in this venture."
Lord Hamandar, or "Jett", smiled. "Why don't we just wait for the venom to kick in?"
"It's not meant to kill, but to change him into another Asp, another Spider King."
Jett drummed his fingertips on the arm of his throne. "I see. So how do you propose we defend ourselves against this impending doom?"
Lord Miarra, or "Autumn", bowed her head. "Only Ellos knows. Endurance and victory, fellow Lords. No matter what, Ellos will bring us through. We are the Children of Light. His people, he will rescue us."
"Amen," the other Lords said, smiles breaking out through out the room.
Guardmaster Eldara Goldarrow Grimwarden nodded from where she stood with the old Guardmaster, Olin Grimwarden.
"Grimwarden, gather the Flet Soldiers," Johnny said with a frown. "Guardmaster Eldara, come, we must speak of how to apprehend this renegade Gwar."
Mariel Silvertree paced the hall outside the Throne Room. Grimwarden dashed into the hall, hurrying towards the barracks. "Grimwarden," Mariel cried. "What news?"
"It is war."
Taeva Ravenpath paced the halls of Vesper Crag. It was late, past 1:00 AM, but Taeva Ravenpath could not sleep. Clad only in a nightgown, slippers, and robe, the late night autumn breeze chilled her to bone, like the sickening thoughts filling her head. But it did not matter. Taeva had a problem. "Why, Ellos?" She whispered. "Why would you let it be stolen?" A deep conviction came to Taeva. "Ellos, God of Allyra, forgive me for ever filling that dreaded vial!" Taeva fell to her knees, sobs choking in her throat.
Mariel unbuckled her rychesword from her waist and laid it on a seat. She sat on her bed. Her mother entered. "Mother! How went it?"
"No doubt Grimwarden told you, Mariel. It is war."
Taeva Ravenpath composed herself and stood, dabbing her eyes with a hankerchief. The double doors to the hall swung open. Taeva turned, her black hair flying about her. She drew her sword. "Hello?" Pain nipped the back of her head. She crumpled to the ground.
The steps of many soldiers rang through the halls of Vesper Crag. One soldier dropped to his knees in front of a trashed hall. He motioned for the others to stay. "Lady Taeva?" He called. As he glanced around the room, she was nowhere in sight. The portraits of the Seven Lords of Allyra lay crushed on the ground. Two blades lay on the ground in the middle of the room. The blade of Taeva Ravenpath and the blade of a Gwar Soldier.
Over and out,

Friday, October 5, 2012

Treachery Revealed

Hello all.
I'm fine and I FINALLY finished my ORS packets. My mom decided to treat my Typhoid, so today I starated Ciproflaxin(?). I have begin storyboarding, time lining, and doing family trees for my NaNo novel. We had quite an adventure tonight. Isaac(Househelp) and I were putting away the pumpkin soup(Squash) and we sealed it. When we were carrying it to the fridge and SPLURT! it burst open. We had it all over ourselves and the floor. Big mess. We cleaned it up and I skipped out to take a shower. One my novel, "The Heirs of Jaydill", I uh... quit until after NaNoWriMo. It felt like it was going nowhere, so I said; "After NaNoWriMo, I will take up my manuscript and decide what to do with it. I may re-write or edit. But that will be decided after NaNoWriMo." So yeah. My Co-author with Warrior of Aror as been postponed until after NaNo, considering we are both gonna be pretty busy. Tonight was my night to feed the cats, so I smell of fish.... Not virtually, though. :) Here is the little explaination for my NaNo novel:

"Sixteen-year-old Mornah Kalif D'myar has been drafted into the army of tyrranical King Owarne. When his regiment is forced to go on a quest for the outlaw Maran D'dao, his sudden resolve to liberate Skarr from king Owarne changes his life. He finds Maran and the true Project ASKIO is born."

Soooooo..... yeah..... Here is an interview with my main character in NaNoWriMo. And you learn the sad fate of Interviewer.....

Interviewer: So, Mornah, how did your parents pick your name?
Mornah(traces of pride in his voice): I was named after God's last king, King Mornah.
Interviewer: I see. Where do you live?
Mornah: By the Kordan Coast and Tarol Forest.
Interviewer: Do you have any relitaves?
Mornah: Mom, Dad, Lana, Terran, and Mariel.
Interviewer:  Do you have any kids?
Mornah(eyeing Interviewer strangely): No....
Interviewer: Have you ever killed?
Mornah: Yes, and I shall regret it forever.
Interviewer: Do you like kittens?
Mornah(halfsmile): Yeah.
Interviewer: Have you ever eaten Sushi?
Mornah: Sushi??
Interviewer: Never mind. What is your favorite season?
Mornah: Winter
Interviewer: Do you want a hug?
Mornah: No.....
Interviewer: How old are you?
Mornah: I turned sixteen the day I was drafted.
Interviewer: Are you married?
 Mornah: No, but, you should have asked that before you asked if I had kids.
Interviewer: Of course, but, sometimes-
Author(shuts Interviewer up): Stay clean.
Interviewer(glares): No side comments. What color is your hair?
Mornah: Brown....
Interviewer: What color are your eyes?
Mornah: Brown....
Interviewer: What happens in Project ASKIO?
Author(angrily): Interviewer!! Waste of money... On, on a stalker and book spoiler!! *slaps Interviewer* To think!!
Interviewer: Grrrr....
Author:  *erases*
Narater: Thus, poor young Interviewer perished to an eraser. *melodramatic*
Author: *erases*

Trying to keep blogging,

Tuesday, October 2, 2012


Dear Readers(Such a dull beginning...),
Nothing much has happened, other the the usual rain. So I shall tell you of cats.

Yes, they are that cute. Chai, Schnitzel, Ninja, and Cess are the heights of our days. :)

Ninja is a born runaway. She loves to explore. She runs away a lot, but is actually a big sweetie. She loves to catch bugs.

Chai is a cute little kitten with green eyes. She likes to climb your legs.

Snchitzel is the image of Ninja. She catches bug sometimes. She likes hair.

Cess is a glutton. There is no other word to explain her fat self. She is also the softest furwise.

And... yeah.

Monday, October 1, 2012


It hs been rather uneventful, other then me getting Typhoid and an innard infection. I have to drink a really gross ORS(Oral Rehydration Salts) drink packet. A whole bottle for four days. Bleh. Speaking of "Bleh", that's my nickname for this drink mix. It's my "Bleh drink". Heh. Merry Pippin and Sam are naughty, as usual. Theo is doing fine. Today, I really wanted to play Basketball, so I used a bucket as the hoop and the Septic Tank as the space. I had fun. Anyway, Ninja went missing again and is back. She has been kind today(For once!!). I've freshly come from feeding the cats and before that. I'm lagging. 30k to go.... Yeah. Everything is coming together for my NaNo novel. Can't wait!! We have begun to stop eating stuff like: Peanut Butter, Tea, Milk(Cream), and Sugar... So we can do Thanksgiving. THe year is passing so fast, It's almost sad, painful. I am missing my firends in America, and I have found out visiting again re-opened old wounds. Anyhow, I have finished THE TIDE OF UNMAKING by WAYNE THOMAS BATSON and CHRISTOPHER HOPPER. Amazing book!! Here's my review:

Be ready to be swept into a whole new adventure. It's Allyra again. All our favorites are back: Kat, Tommy, Johnny, Jimmy, Autumn, Kiri Lee, Goldarrow, Grimwarden, and MUMTHERS(Bless her cooking!!). When Kiri Lee sees a man in the shadows of their Berinfell castle, they dive in to investigate. Tommy's twenty-first birthday party is interrupted by an unexpected refuge; Princess Taeva of Taladrim. She brings grave news of Taladrim.It has been taken by an unknown enemy. New and old characters roil into a adventure that will take your breath away. Be ready to yell; "Endurance and Victory" and dive into The Tide of Unmaking!!

It's as good as it sounds.

Endurance and Victory,