Website launch!
Everyone, I have FANTASTIC NEWS!!!

After many months of me struggling, my official website has now been launched!
Let me introduce you to:

All of my blog posts from this website have been transferred over there (along with comments), so if you are looking for a post over there, you won't miss out. plus with the awesome search function you can find anything you want!

So I will be transferring my blog over there immediately. You all have been great reader's and I hope that you will continue to follow me at my new location. My twitter will still be updated each time one of my blogs is, and I will come around to each of my lbog followers and leave a comment to make sure you're notified of the change.

Have a Merry Christmas!

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.
Hey all, as you have probably heard the east coast got SLAMMED with like the blizzard of the decade. Which means I got majorly snowed in. My house got approx. 19 inches of snow. For those of you struggling with the measurements that's almost to my knees. I don't have picture up o my actual snow drifts, so for now, I leave you with this beautiful picture. (I promise I will replace it with a picture of the very large piles of my own snow eventually.

I actually don't have a book review for you today. Since I've been home I've been focusing more on writing than reading. Which is exciting. But I do have an interesting post for you. I was recently on a forum and there was a topic about what your favorite quote was. I posted that one of my all-time favorite quotes is 'Some people walk in the rain, others just get wet.'

I think it is deep and brilliant, but what it reminded me of was a journal entry that I wrote about an experience I had on the subway when I had a job in the city. I thought you guys might find it interesting, so that is going to be my post for today.

--'I was on my way home from work today, sitting on the metro, listening to my iPod like I always do. I had the unfortunate opportunity to get on one of those trains that is to close to the one in front of it and so it is always stopping in the middle of the tunnels. But now I'm kind of glad I boarded this train.

As the train came to a complete stop in the middle of the tunnel, I looked out the door window across from me, and I saw something that just shot a bolt through me. I don't know why, but it just made me freeze. There are long lights on the side of the metro, and the top of all of these are caked with dirt. Written in the dirt, the light shining through the letters like lighthouse beacons, someone had written a message. "Why do fools walk in the rain?"

And that was it. That's all it was. It just gave me a shock, I guess it came from seeing a profound question written in the most unlikely place imaginable. I looked around the train, but nobody else seemed to have noticed it. Then the train started moving again and it was gone. Its highly unlikely that anyone will ever see that again.

As I was walking to my car I was just thinking about this question. "Why do fools walk in the rain?" and I finally came up with my answer. They don't.

I once heard a quote that I whole heartedly agree with and is the basis for my answer. "Some people walk in the rain, others just get wet." The fools are not the ones who walk in the rain. The fools are the ones who walk outside and are suddenly drenched with water and a depression of spirit because life is not going their way. They can't see that life is to short to care about things that temporarily make you uncomfortable, like the weather. They are so focused on their rain cloud that they can't look around and see that it may be raining harder on someone else.

The people who walk in the rain are the ones who enjoy it for what it is. Have hope for the future, and see no reason not to dance in the rain along the way. The are the ones who realize that even if it is dark, and poring rain for a long, long time......Life has to have some rain in order for the sun to shine. The few that understand that your life is not complete until you walk in the rain without just getting wet.'--

That's it for today folks! Hope you enjoyed it?


Question for the comments: What is you favorite memory involving rain?
The Maze of life...and writing
Hey yall!

I'm back home from school and rocking out around my newly put up Christmas tree!

Thank you for your patience with my negligent posting, but i should be just fine now. On a very, snazzy cool note, my new blog just went live! Harry Potter Girl. ----------> Click here!

I'm reading my way through the Harry Potter Series! Yes, all seven of them. And no, I have not read them before. I would be so happy if you guys would follow me over there and support me through the fantastic (and very long) journey. I'm looking forward to it!

Oh, and I promise the graphics will get better after I get back to school and have access to photoshop!

Ok, so anyway, last post I promised you here's one!

And don't IS solvable...I did it. Yes, I did.

But the purpose of this post is not maze, it's this one. The Maze Runner by James Dashner.

The Maze Runner centers around a boy named Thomas who wakes up in an wooden elevator moving upwards. He remembers his name. Nothing else.

The doors above him open into a huge stone square courtyard called The Glade. There are lots of boys like him there. No girls. There are four openings in these hundreds of feet high walls, one for each side. They lead to a maze. There is no way out. And if you get stuck outside when the walls close each won't come back.

This is pretty much all I can tell you about the book without ruining the story for you. It has a good plot with a total gut kicker in the ending epilogue. I didn't realize this was going to be a series book when I picked it up at the store...but I guess it is. I shall be interested to see how it turns out.

My only complaint with this book is that, like the character, I was extremely frustrated the whole time. The Author gives the sudience no more clues than he gives his character, and since he has amnesia....It works for the book, but it is a slightly uncomfortable feeling. I would like for you all to read it and give me your take on it!

Though I must say every once of discomfort was erased by the last line of the book. Just so incredibly shocking. I loved it.

I'll talk to you all soon!