Sunday, February 11, 2018

Things I enjoy

As a challenge, I was asked to put down what I enjoy. Alright... actually positive things going on in my life. But with life taking a tailspin in a direction opposite of where I want to go, that's out on its ear for the time being. I can't see a blessed thing that's good about any of this. It's probably the betrayal speaking but I think I can give a list of things I enjoy doing. 

  • Writing: Doesn't really matter what about. Not that I'd ever show you guys MOST of what I write. After this past year, sharing is not enjoyable anymore, but I do still love to write. 
  • Music: I play 3 instruments. And can handle 3 more if I sit down and work with them. 
  • Dance: Mostly I do line dancing, or traditional. But I've yet to learn any ballroom stuff. I just LOVE the challenge of it. I love the freedom of it. I would never marry a man I couldn't dance with. The flow of the music, then trying to express the piece. My back feels better, I move easier, and I sleep better.
  • Gaming: Mostly it seeks and find games, but I have the other stuff I enjoy. Most of those it's for the story and the challenge of the game itself. Once the challenge is gone, I quit. I play to escape. Same reason I do theater or read. But being extremely dyslexia, reading is sometimes beyond me. But only really something I can play while listening to something else. 
  • Photography: It's what other's don't see. I like taking pictures of things other people would never notice, or at an angle that nobody would consider. 
  • Painting: I'm a lot out of practice on this one. Mostly space issue. Hard when life is cluttered. But I like painting, Acrylic... some watercolor. Animals, and action, and been practicing with people is my favorite.
  • Solitude: I never like to be completely alone. Or out of contact with someone, but I do enjoy the quiet of just me. It's perfect for studying... whatever catches my interest that day, be it most iconic pranks; to where did the zodiac come from and does it have anything to do with science; Colors and how we respond to them; to, which came first, the fruit or the color. (Fun Fact, prior to Orange the fruit being introduced to England, the color was called Yellow-Red.)   
  • Listening: Mostly stories, but I'll listen to anything interesting, only if, however, I can paint at the same time. 
  • Shopping: Mostly because that means a long walk. It's more fun when you have money, and it's not crowded. But it's fun to watch people and what they choose to get. 
  • Guess I ought to do one more and make this list 10... let's see... Sewing and Beadwork. Not at the Never tried to put beads on a dress, but I enjoy making outfits for the kids complete with necklaces. 
So 10 things I enjoy doing. Not exactly one to ten, but it's a list. 

So with that said. 

VK out. 

Monday, June 12, 2017

Lilla Rose Hair Review

First, I want to thank Mrs. Love for allowing me to test one of the products from Lilla Rose. And I've been pleasantly impressed with the product I chose.

A family friend back in early spring put out a blurb that if we did a review of the product, she'd send one for us to try. I agreed, though with everything going on in my life, I ask forgiveness for taking so long to getting to the post. But it's given me extra time to play with it in many different ways, and types of hair.

(If I remember right they make these from recycled broken piano strings. But I can't find where I was told that.)

After scouring the website, I fell in love with the Cora, A nice soft purple color with an easy to use bronze clasp. It took a few tries for me to do it without dropping the thing, but once I got the hang of slipping it into my hair, I could do it one handed. It matched my Easter Dress nicely and got many comments on how cute it was.

Easter Hairstyle

I was expecting it to be more pink, and less purple. But I can count that to computer coloring that we all are very familiar with. So style and functionally it definitely did its job. 

Now as I said, I've got FRAIL hair. And while it didn't break it as bad as many other hair pieces, this does still break my hair. Hair does tend to get stuck in the beads, and end pieces which I should have expected. There are ones with less of those details so probably wouldn't pull as bad. 

Versatility... I got a size small. So for my normal hairstyle of pulling it back in a pony and just trying it holds it just fine, But I can't double my hair, or just do a portion. But since most of the time when I wear it I am trying to dress up my braid or something like that, it's not a huge issue. But if you plan to do buns, go with the extra large. 

And as far as just holding a ponytail goes, it didn't slide at first, but after wearing it every day for a month, it does. So over time, it does lose some of its tension. But as I said, I can still use it to hold a ponytail. I just have to remember it's back there or I'll lose it. 

On to everyone else. 

My little sister (age 7) HATED it. I couldn't keep it in her hair for more than an hour before she wanted it out. And that's after it slipping out five times. 

My elder sister Kendra has nice, thick, curly hair that is very coarse. And for her, she could get it to do anything. She was VERY happy with it. and probably will get her one eventually. 

More than likely this one 

Mom's hair which is thinner than mine was a complete no go. It couldn't clasp at all. 

Star's hair ((Age 9)Thicker than mine, but almost as slick) For her it worked nicely. Being worn on a Sunday morning for church it lasted the entire morning before she returned it to me safely. Being used as a ponytail. 

(I'm not that creative when it comes to styles. 

Would I get another one? Yes. But probably I'd get one of the leather ones. 

Or maybe a hair band, or bobby pins. 

Overall I like the products. I have some petty nitpicks, like the wire not staying firm for longer. But shoot I wore it nearly every day for a month. And this is obviously supposed to be more dressy for special occasions. So I give it four stars out of five. I'm happy with it, but not over the top estatic. 

Thank you so much, Mrs. Love, for allowing me the opportunity to try this product. 

Cowgirl Out. 

Saturday, March 4, 2017

Saying Goodbye

I always thought I'd understand,
How it'd feel to hold your hand,
To listen to your voice once more,
And let you teach as you had before,

But like the grass you've withered away,
A shadow of your former days,
A man of sorrows, grief, and pain,
But the sun once more has turned to rain.

In my heart I always knew
You'd eventually wither as all things do
Before my eyes, you've done just that,
And now a shell, where you once sat.

I was a sprout when your eyes first gleamed,
A budding flower of springtime seemed
A reflection of someone close to you,
And for her sake, I was special to you.

In her name, you showed me, love,
I brought peace, a snow-kissed dove.
As the ash fell about,
Again you drifted in and out.

I the mirror of ashes fair,
Longed so much to meet your heir
The phantom girl who wore my face,
And for her sake, you showed me grace.

A life you had, of tears and grief,
Yet always you held to your firm belief
When waves of doubt and fear arose.
Or times of hate, and strength of foes.

I know not why you were accused,
Did they speak truth, or was it you?
Truth or hate? A lover's spat?
This you kept, e're under hat.

If it was in truth, the sin you did,
I never saw that evil fib.
But if in hate, the act was done,
Then love you showed, an inspiring one.

The lover did not deserve your care,
You who took the fall for every dare,
From B's in school, to help your sis,
To helping me learn to write like this.

It was you who nurtured in me this art.
From time you served for another's heart.
A skill you learned inside a cell,
You turned and taught to me quite well.

I hope you see me now up there.
Smiling down with gentle care.
Peace I know you've finally found,
After all the world has let you down.

In your life, I see a goal,
To love another despite the toll.
To own your sins, and joys the same,
And kindly speak all men's names.

To humbly endure while your body fades,
And graciously forgive despite the pains.
To accept the grief of the life down here,
While ever longing for the home up there.

You taught me so much, in so little time.
For joke, and song, and most of all rhyme.
A man who sat on the very back row.
And my face, made your's just glow.

It's in your name I write this time,
As the the gates did open, and you now shine.
The shell you were is empty at last,
And your life is all in the past.

A mirror for the one who called you dad,
And gave you a life you never had.
To watch your little girl grow up,
This I was, to your empty cup.

As I say goodbye, and try to see,
How to feel, for one who loved me.
As I look around to understand,
Why you were part of the plan.

You're now departed up to the sky,
and here I sit as time passes by.
Someday I'll see your face once more,
And secrets held, will be held before.

A promise I'll make before I go.
Just something I wanted you to know.
You ever said you wanted to meet my man.
Ever one who tried for my hand.

I promise I shall be wise as you begged me to be,
And not let the feeling make me not see.
I'll listen to those who love me so dear,
And strive to avoid that which you feared.

I never thought this day would come...
But now that it has, I shall not run.
You've shaped my life in little ways,
And this I shall remember, 'till the end of my days.

Good Bye Jimmy.

Much Love,
Your Hat-Girl

Friday, November 25, 2016

Black Friday sale - Great selection of Christian Indie Books!


It’s that time of year. The time for buying presents, making wish lists, and planning New Year’s Resolutions. If any of those activities involve books for you, Indie Christian Authorshas a perfect event for you.
From Nov 25 (that’s today!) through Nov 28th, more than 70 independent Christian books are on sale. You can find free shipping$0.99 ebookspackage deals, and more! And if your budget is depleted from Christmas shopping, they’ve got you covered with some freebies!
Think 70 books is overwhelming? Narrow it down and find the perfect books for you or someone on your Christmas list by using this quiz to generate a customized book list.
What awesome reads of 2016 are you grateful for? What books are you looking forward to reading in 2017?
A note on the Ebooks Only page. All books are listed as "Sold Out." This only refers to paperback copies of these titles. Please click onto the product pages to find descriptions and links to discounted or free ebooks. Also, some of the authors this year chose to not sell their paperbacks directly through the site. Those books are also marked "Sold Out" but if you click them open, you'll find a link to the site where they are on sale and a discount code for you to use at check out.
Acknowledgements: Thanks to Leah E. Good and Kendra E. Ardnek for their work organizing this sale, and Hannah Mills for her fantastic design work on the website graphics. Hannah can be contacted at hmills(at)omorecollege(dot)edu for more information about her design services.

Sunday, October 16, 2016

One On Being Thankful

I know I'm a month early... but right now, I felt the need to take a step back from my situation, and acknowledge the people who are helping me through Satan's attacks.

These past few weeks... months... I've been overwhelmed with the support I've been getting from my friends and family. From a trip to the track, then dinner with dad. To a skype chat with a friend when the smallness of my bedroom becomes encroaching.

I have to admit, being cooped up in the house 99% of the time isn't easy. I'm not the type of person who can really just sit still. And after six months of it... I'm feeling it.

This is why I'm so thankful for people who are willing to help. I've always struggled when it came to asking... or accepting for that matter. I'm independent and kinda aloof. It takes a lot for me to trust. And once you do have my trust, I'll stop at nothing for the care of those I love. I've always given... as much as I could for those around me. I guess it started out of guilt. Guilt... for how much my family required help growing up. Mom doesn't drive and we live out in the country.... so after Dad's heart attack, I aways felt very guilty for how much help we got from our families and friends.

From that point on, I always felt like I had to go above and beyond in order to pay back to the world the gifts I'd been given.

Right now, with how my family and friends are helping me... It's tough. It's tough because I struggle with accepting help, but it's also tough because I feel like I'm burdening others.

But something that's come to me as a... realization as it were, as long as I continue to strive to pass it on, every chance I can... and am gracious... I'm not wrong.

My own spiritual gift is lifting up the weak... and right now, that talent is severely hampered. But not missing... completely as a few of my friends have helped me realize.

So to all of you out there who have been a part, are a part, or will continue being a part... Thank you. Keep me in your prayers, this battle isn't over yet.

VK Out.

Surprise Gift from Lee. Thank you

(This image is my Pony Persona... Really captured me here.)

Saturday, October 8, 2016

Hallway of Life

Lord, It's dark!
I can't see!
Are you there Lord?
Can you see me???

I am sitting in the hallway of life.

When did it all happen?
Why did it go wrong?
What are you saying?
Could you be gone?

You've tied my hands,
You've tied my feet,
The doors are locked,
Within this keep.

I can't get out!
I can't be free!
I can't run,
While you hold me...

I'm sitting in the hallway of life.

I've tried the knobs,
I've forced the latch,
Pushed the windows,
But none would crack.

You've tied my hands,
No longer I'm free,
I can't go farther,
While this holds me.

Where is your direction?
When the darkness looms?
How do I keep going?
When all goes up in fumes.

I'm sitting in the hallway of life...

I'm sitting in the hallway of life!

Loosen my hands,
So I can be,
The healing hands,
The world sees.

Loosen my feet
 that I may go,
And free the ones,
Held by the foe.

Help me stand,
When arrows fly,
And support my heart,
When I sit and cry.

The hall is dark,
It's length so long
But when the darkness comes,
You alone are my song.

Wednesday, October 5, 2016

Child Perspectives: The woods

When I was younger, one of the many things I used to define myself by was my 'walks in our woods.' Now, this is one area that has REALLY changed for me over the past five years. Especially true since I fainted three years ago.

First off, if I'm honest, I wasn't really in the woods. I had this tree that was just barely 'in' the woods, but I never went past that tree. The four Tree. This tree was literally three steps into the woods. I had to step off the path behind the barn and there it was. Beyond this point, I never went unless I was with an adult.

Second, why. I have asthma. And one of my top five triggers is mold. I couldn't play in the leaves on the game field, and I couldn't' go walk through the leaves in the woods. If I did, I had to bring along my emergency medication and suffer the consequences over the next week.

My third why, fear, has only gotten stronger with age, to the point where me going into the woods... It only happens if I'm on a cement pathway, and only if I have someone with me.

About fiveish years ago we had a drought kill many of our trees. Including the four tree. Yes, guys, it's gone. And I had a few near misses with some of these branches. I was hit twice, once moving branches and dislodged one and it hit me, the second time I was working on pushing over an almost down tree, kicked it, and it snapped about half way up and hit me. I'm glad BOTH of these were respectively small. Neither one larger around than my arm,  But the combined effort did dislocate my left shoulder. but this only made me conscious of danger, it didn't stop me toying on the edges.

What really made these adventures into the edges of our woods stop was what happened while walking back home from the barn that one time about four years ago. It was a pretty normal walk back, I was on one of those months where I was avoiding being seen if at all possible.  I really try to avoid people who have short tempers. I don't handle being yelled at well. I'd rather ride low and just not be seen, and not go anywhere close, than risk the smallest possibility of some short tempered person venting that wrath on me.

So I was going the long way home, Walking from the barn, through a narrow strip of trees on the edge of our property, around to our driveway, and then back to the house. This is about a quarter mile. Suddenly, the animals around me spooked, the chickens and geese raced back to the barn, and my dog got UNDER me. All around me was suddenly deathly quiet. Toffee started growling. My eyes went up, above me, about twenty or so feet, and to my left about ten was a MOUNTAIN LION. I don't think it was quite full grown, but it was definitely big enough to spook me pretty bad. I yelled at it, it vanished and then I took for as fast as I could back up to the road, then to the house.

It took a week, and several more sightings before I admitted to it. It was such a brief moment I saw it, there are still moments I wonder if it was my imagination. My aunt had been telling me horror stories about such things for almost a year, and some had been seen in our area. On top of a car, on game cams, and the like. Imaginary or not, I won't go into any woods at all without a large group that includes older adults that I trust.

After that, I was sitting on the path beside the goat pen whittling. This is something I previously did a lot. I'm not great, but I'm comfortable doing it. When suddenly I had an urge to go walk. I stood up and started walking back up to the barn. I hadn't gone very far when there was this crash behind me. I turned around to see a branch longer, and almost as big around as I am, laying right where I had previously been sitting.

It later took two men to move it... My guardian angel really had to work overtime back then.

Only twice since this time I've been back anywhere close to the woods. Once with my father to go hunting for the three mountain lions we saw in the middle of the night... We saw tracks and a bunch of fur where they obviously bedded down for the night. And then a ton of claw marks... but thankfully they'd moved on before we got down there to investigate. Talk about REALLY freaked out now. If the other events hadn't been bad enough.

Then the second time a group of ten of us went down into the woods with two adults to be shown our property line. After much argument, and a couple of threats, I reluctantly joined them and stayed in the EXACT center. Holding onto two younger cousins for comfort. (I'm still teased about it.)

After that, My line was the rabbit hutch. But a year ago now a dog got in and murdered my rabbits. I'll never forget the sight. Traumatized isn't the word for it, watching as they one by one died from their injuries. Rabbits that I'd grown to love and cherish. Four died that way, another to a heart attack, then the last was sent away to my aunt's and died comfortably in my cousin's arms of old age months later.

Since then, the front yard, and the road have been my areas to roam.... well, up until this summer.

I won't go into it. But I had another traumatic episode with the forces of evil and now I don't even want to go up to the road. Not that I have time for such frivolity anymore. With everything I'm trying to do, a walk is often the last thing on my mind.

So yeah, That's one area in the past few years I've changed.

To be quite honest, I want nothing to do with the woods. Well, if there is a cement path, and other people... like at a park, maybe. But I'm not doing that alone. You don't have two near misses with a mountain lion and then be careless.

The first time was in the woods, the second my uncle saw it in our play yard... and then I went with my dad to investigate... that story I've already mentioned.

Nope! Brave I pretend to be, Dumb not a chance.

So that's my confession here, I'm going to bed. I'm way too tired to try to think up a way that is clever to call this to an end.

VK out.

Monday, October 3, 2016

So... Where have I been?

One day turns into two, turns into a week, months... then finally you find it's been years. I sit at my desk just looking at this blank page, my stomach churning to figure out where to begin.

I'm not the same person who left here. I'm a leader. I'm a teacher. I'm a poet... and I'm a high school graduate. I'm an artist...

There is a big part of me that doesn't want to do anything here. Not right now anyways. This year I've been bashed by Satan so much that I would much rather duck my head inside the hole and leave it there. But to be honest, that wouldn't be me. To hide from my issues isn't the way I am. I once did. I once would brush things under the rug, try to hide my faults from others... but that isn't what God wants. So I'll strive, I'll press on.

The past three years I took a step back. I had another blog completely invisible to the rest of you that I have been using to figure out MY voice. I didn't want to forever be Kendra's little sister. I wanted to be ME. I wanted people to see me for who I was.

So who am I? I don't think anyone can ever pin that down. How do you catch a cloud and pin it down? Well, in fantasy you could always just say that you have wings and people with wings can just do that... but this is the real world folks. It doesn't just work that way.

So right now, I'm not going to tell you, but if I can keep on top of this too... on top of leading an art group with 23 members, co-hosting a radio show where we review fan fiction and go on what works, and what doesn't. Teach two subject, write probably 20-50 hours a week, (Transcribing and stories) play the piano and violin. as well as try to keep on top of the normal house  chores. If I can juggle it, I'll try to also start posting here again as well.

Sometimes I see the scared little girl I've always been. The child within a great storm with the rain beating on her... lost within the storm and only wanting the comfort of her father. Other times I see in myself the woman I've become. Whatever this is.

So, with the storm around me, and the lion within... I'm going to keep pressing. Despite the storm, despite the snares. The only way out is up. The only way out is to fight your way out.

Right now, I'd rather bury this blog and my friends, and family away. Hiding under a nice warm blanket until Satan leaves me alone. But that will only allow him to win.

So with that said, you guys should expect posts again... I'm keeping a log, so if I don't spend time in some area of what I need to be doing, I'll be able to see it.

This is VK signing out.

Monday, February 8, 2016

Introvert VS Extrovert

For the last few years, I've been putting some time, effort, and study into understanding people; from external, like clothing and body language, to deep down who they are.

There are many levels to people. There are likes and dislikes, what their family situation was at home, who they inspire to be, and deep down, who they are.

All people were born with a core personality programmed into their DNA. This is at the heart of every individual, and can help us to understand what makes them tick.

Today, I'd like to go into MBTI, Myers Briggs Type Testing, to show you one level in which we can understand people. MBTI categorizes people by four main things. Introvert/ Extrovert, Intuitive/Sensor, Thinker/Feeler, and  Judger/ Perceiver.  Today, I'm just going to cover the first.

Introvert, Extrovert is probably the hardest to pin down. Why? Because it depends on how good a person is at going into their 'Growth' state. (I'll get into this completely later) The four letter code is just a key, there is WAY more to it than just a bunch of letters. And with I vs E you switch between them as you go into your different mindsets.

For example; I'm an INFJ. This basically tells you that I'm most comfortable when I'm seeing the world through Introverted Intuition; This is my 'Flow' State, where I feel the most comfortable. However, I can also go into my 'Growth' state, which basically acts like a co-pilot. This, for me is EXTROVERTED feeling. This is true of all types, we all switch between our first, and second mindset. And they are ALWAYS opposites on the I vs E account. Because of this factor, it's often hard for people to pin down whether they are an introvert, or an extrovert.

Now that I've explained this, let me explain what the difference is between the two. Most people think this is the difference between 'shy' and 'not shy.' If you believe in this, you have been misinformed. Often times, extroverts have been labeled as 'shy' and introverts have not. It is a good way to get a clue, but it hardly gives you a decent picture of the concept.

I personally think of Introverts/ Extroverts as givers/takers.  This might sound harsh for a few of you, but it is closer to fact.

I think the best way to explain this, is to take you back in time to the oldest known personality tester known to exist; DISC. Despite being the oldest, this is probably the simplest one to learn, and the best one to use to understand introversion and extroversion. (DISC is it's modern name. It has an older one that I can't recall of the top of my head.)

You see, instead of asking four questions, DISC asks two. This tester asks first, are you an introvert, or are you an extrovert? Since this is what we are trying to figure out, we move on to the second question. 'Are you more concerned about the task, or about the people?'

You see, not all introverts are anti people. Not all extroverts are pro- people. This is where most people get stuck, and therefore miss type themselves and strive to be someone they are not.

Let me move on to explain the four letters of DISC. You see, instead of MBTI's shortened form, DISC stands for it's actual types labeled in the test. D= Determined; D's are known for their ability to lead a job. They are extroverted, task-minded people. While people don't make them tired, they also forget they have feelings. Young D's are often times bullies, they like to be in charge. Unfortunately, because they are not people minded, they tend to abuse those around them.

The second letter is I. The I stands for Involved. I's are extroverted people-people. They LOVE being around others. They are energized by helping. The more they are around crowds, the happier they are. They go shopping, not to shop, but to rub shoulders with a town. These are the people MOST people label as extroverts, it is also only half the story.

S. S is the third letter of DISC. The S stands for sensitive. These people are the Introverted people-minded individuals. While being around others wears them out, they still go out of their way to make others happy. These are often miss- labeled. Because if they get hurt, they become WORSE bullies than the D's. Why? Because they are so aware of who you are, they know how to hurt you the worst. They are not concerned about jobs, they are concerned about you. If overwhelmed, they become mean and nasty, or scared and broken. However, when they are at peace with themselves, they can calm even the darkest of arguments so it benefits both sides.

The last, and final letter is the C. C stands for Calculative. These are your introverted task people. The don't want to see you, they don't want to be around you... and they don't want you to disrupt their 'work'. This is your most well known introvert. But as you have already seen, it's again only half the picture of the introverted spectrum. C's LOVE books. They love math, ledgers, knowledge... They like to know the task, and there can be people in the room for an hour and they not know they are there at all.

Now, let me get back to this topic. Introverts give. They give time, they give knowledge, they give compassion, they give energy, they give. Their energy comes from within. When they are around others, they feel drained. Some even can feel their life energy being sucked from them. Most HATE small talk, because it's a waste of their already low resource.

I've heard of pastors who are introverts unwilling to talk to their congregation because "They are afraid of taking up too much of the other person's valuable time." Many introverts struggle with the idea of gifts. We see it as bribery. I am almost scared of a present, because that means I've got to give something back, or show that I like it. Even if I don't. Then, because of my 'F' nature, (Feeler) I'm also afraid of hurting the other person's feelings. (For those who are wondering. On the DISC test I tested an S.)

Extroverts take. They have to be reminded to slow down, and be considerate of other people, even the I's. Because their energy comes from other people, they need others in order to have energy. This doesn't mean they won't ever feel tired around others, we all get tired eventually, but it does mean they want to go back out and party soon. Extroverts love to go. They will find excuses to be around others, they will call attention to themselves.

Now, this doesn't always mean they are front stage. I' know plenty of extroverts who are stage shy. They don't want you to just watch them. It's not satisfactory, they want to be one on one controlling your life. They want to feel like you revolve around them. They need this, they crave this... and if they don't get it- Ol' Mister D shows up and you have a bully.

When an extrovert is wronged, the extrovert squeaks to everyone. Nothing is private. They'll gossip about what happened until the cows come home. Sometimes, even destroying the person who originally did the action.

For example,

This is classic for this type. Not always do they say WHO they are talking about, but it will be public. 

Introverts don't like being in the limelight. When they talk, it's normally bout themselves, or if it is about another person, it's to help the other person understand the issue. They never mean it to cause harm, and it's only to people they trust deeply. Most Introverts listen more than they talk. And if they talk it gets deep fast. 

Introverts/Extroverts, they are not what you expect are they? Not always are the people you think are introverts.... introverts, or the extroverts, extroverts. 

There is way more on this topic that could be said, but I'd be typing for a month. 

This is VK signing out. 

Monday, October 12, 2015

Beautiful Books; Akeaka

Alright, so I know I've been pretty silent on the writing front, but that doesn't mean I've forgotten about my stories. Next month is NaNoWriMo, and while I'm not planning on posting it on the official site, I am planning on at least trying to write 50K in a month. So, as to not get lost in the woodworks of life... or at least challenge myself to actually do it.

Alright, so here we go. 

1. How did you come up with the idea for your novel, and how long have you had the idea?

The idea for the book came from another book I was reading. It's kinda clicha' actually, kids get stuck somewhere and have to be rescued.' I've been plotting this story however for three years now, and have developed it greatly. 
2. Why are you excited to write this novel?
That is a hard one, while it's been on my mind for a while, it's not the only one begging to be written. But I am excited to work with the Ooklicks, my world's changelings. 
3. What is your novel about, and what is the title?
 The story is called Akeaka, and it is about the friendships made between some captured friends, and the daughter of their captor. 
4. Sum up your characters in one word each. (Feel free to add pictures!)

Udiah= motherly

Zelpha= Logical

Hachi; Innocent

A'Ching; Protective.

Onette; Resourceful (She has white angel-like wings)

Twison; Absent-minded

Theo: Princely
Birdy: Pocahontas

(Theo's twin) Trecia (Tr 'see ya): Soft

5. Which character(s) do you think will be your favourite to write? Tell us about them! 
Udiah is the one who started this story. But personally I think it'll be Birdy, because she is the one stuck in the middle of it all. She's the Commander's daughter. So permitted to see the prisoners, but she knows the truth of the what is going on on the prisoner's side as well. 
6. What is your protagonist’s goal, and what stands in the way?
To go home. They are prisoners of a people group that before that point in time they had no idea had existed. So they are unsure even where they are, let alone how to get home. 
7. Where is your novel set? (Show us pictures if you have them!)
Mikada: Sorry, no pictures. The story flips between two places, Udiah's home, Quao, and the prison camp in Ooklick space. 
8. What is the most important relationship your character has?
This story is about relationships. Akeaka is a made up word for the bond twins have. And it's about the group pulling together to survive. 
9. How does your protagonist change by the end of the novel?
At the beginning of the story they are all scared and quarrelsome (One will die pretty quick in the story.) By the end they have come to understand oneanother, and have built deep lasting relationships. 
10. What themes are in your book? How do you want your readers to feel when the story is over?
Huh... I'm an emotional writer period. So it'll go with the story. The first emotion is scared, then horrified, then afraid, then trapped.... by the end- understanding. 

NaNoWriMo BONUS: Tell us your 3 best pieces of advice for others trying to write a book in a month.

Hold on tight, and you might make it. 
Don't let writers block stop you. 
If you doubt yourself for a second, you won't make it. 

Now, I've got to get back to work. 

VK out. 

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