You have been transported through the fabric of time and space, through reality and fiction, and landed somewhere in between it all. Somewhere where nothing truly makes sense, where madness reigns, and where everyone is the better because of it.
This is the land where dragons roam the skies, gnomes hide inside hollows, and elves lurk in dark forests. This is a world touched by magic. A world unlike any other.
Now, I’m not sure if any of you have noticed this, but it seems that no matter what blog I happen to stumble across in the maniacal blogosphere lately, every human, cyborg, and chocolate chip cookie is posting their totally envious writing/blogging/life goals for this upcoming summer. And seeing everyone get so excited to make goals and be held within the gnarly, snaggled claws of accountability of the Great and Terrible Cyberspace, well…
I was inspired.
I mean, what better way to stick to your writing goals than by blasting them out into the internet for everyone to see? If you happen to achieve them, everyone cheers and applauds and throws cookies at your face in celebration.
And if you fail, everyone screams at you like a wild black-toothed banshee and stabs you in the left toe with a rusted metal pitchfork.
Or, in other words, you feel extremely ashamed of yourself and stab your own left toe with a rusted metal pitchfork whilst looking like you just got the worst sunburn across your face because #SHAME.
Good evening, Cyberspace! As you all probably know by now, Smudged Thoughts is basically a Writer’s Resort where I scream and yell at you all with spittle flinging from my snarled teeth about how to be a better, more productive (bahahahahahaha) writer.
Well, today I’m going to be doing something a little bit different. (as usual)
Today, we shall be venturing into the world of books.
As in books that are actually and physically available to buy, and not just sitting on a hard-drive in your computer looking like the soggy, half-finished cookie that it is.
Good afternoon, Cyberspace! I have come to the conclusion that I must be the most sunshiney person on this beloved planet, because WHAT DO YOU KNOW?
I have been tagged YET AGAIN for the Sunshine Blogger Award!! Which is fantastic, because obviously I love telling all you stalkers sane human beings ALLLLL about me and the relatively boring life that I lead.
Anyway, this time around, I have been tagged by the amazing Anna from Writerly Wonderings (and you should totally go check out her blog, because it is one of my absolute favorites).
Thank you SO much for nominating me, Anna! I absolutely love doing these tags… (not to mention they provide a ‘get out of doing an original blog post free card’ [but we shall not linger on that fact…]) I am literally dying to answer these (especially 1, 2, 3, and 8), so I’m going to just jump straight in, because I’m really bad at intros.
G’day, Cyberspace! As you can probably guess by my extremely boring and predictable title, today is the second installment in my brand new bloggy fandangle thingy-ma-bobbin–The Smudged Thoughts PictoPrompter! WHOO!
I was actually expecting episode one to be a giant flop, but it turns out that people actually responded really well to it, and, to my immense shock, we even got some participators!
So before we dive into this month’s prompt, I’d like to give you a few moments to go back and check out last month’s participants, who wrote some really spectacular stories based on last month’s image, which was–
Good morning, Cyberspace! As you all probably know, about a month-ish ago I finished the first draft of my current WIP, everlost. It was exciting. It was exhilarating. It was one of the most epic feelings I’ve ever experienced.
And in the Smudge I wrote a few weeks back telling you all about it, I ended the post with the words–
The first draft is done. The second draft is here.
It has come to my attention that sometime during the past week, I have miraculously accumulated 100 followers.
And this is both extremely terrifying and slightly cool.
Extremely terrifying because there are 100 insane weirdos who thought, “Hey! This blog is pretty cool! I shall hit the follow button and STALK THEM FOR ETERNITY.”
Slightly cool because there are 100 insane weirdos who thought, “Hey!” This blog is pretty cool! I shall hit the follow button and STALK THEM FOR ETERNITY.”
And I cannot thank you enough for hitting that follow button.
All 101 of you. (OOH! I shall call you the Dalmatians!!! [if anyone else hits that follow button and ruins this beautiful thing that has spontaneously occurred, I shall come after you with a pitchfork and a slab of concrete.])
And so, in honor of all you fluffy Dalmatians, I have decided to do something a little bit different today–as is the custom of this delightful blog. Instead of the normal rant-tastic post, I’m gonna do a little bit of a trivia thingy, in which I sporadically divulge information about myself that you probably never would have guessed just by reading my blog posts and feeding me your leftover cookies.
Good Afternoon, Cyberspace! How is everybody today? Can you feel that beautiful sunshine bursting through that copse of trees o’er yonder?
Well then, I believe it is time to add a little bit of sunshine to your otherwise dreary life.
WITH A TAG! (Duhn duhn DUHN!)
Now, I’ve actually been tagged two times already for the Sunshine Blogger award, so obviously you’re probably groaning and rolling over in your tomb because you have to slog through me answering fun and seemingly random questions again, but let’s be honest here.
This is an award. An award that was given to me.
You think I’m just gonna let this opportunity fly by without snatching it up?
I’m like Patrick Star–I never ever get awards. So when I do get an award, you think I’m just gonna let it sit in a cardboard box and let it rust?
Last week, I heard something that made me seriously think. I was told, encouraged, and inspired to do something–be something–that is not necessarily normal, nor easy, for me to be.
I was told to be bold.
And as usual, I know exactly what you are thinking.
“Kenzie,” you say. “What do you mean you’re not bold? You’re, like, way too bold. You’re bolder than those extremely annoying Butterfinger commercials screaming at me to be bolder than bolder than bolder than bold.”
Now, unwittingly as it might have been, Sunday’s post was–for lack of a better word–a rant. An angry rant at that, and it is something that I sort of not really regret writing.
However, today I come to you, not as an angry, raging cookie, but as a peaceful Spring fairy who is at perfect peace with the world and everything in it, whose spirit is free and full of gentle serenity.
Oh, who are we kidding, here. That is just not who I am, peeps. (you can choose whether you are a bunny or a duck. It matters not to me.)