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People are wild flowers waving in the wind. The ones that are the sweetest, prettiest, and have all their petals are chosen first. Uprooted with a sweaty fist. And its fellows watch in awe and wonder, wishing they were between those fingers. Wishing they had been chosen. Dubbed Beautiful Enough to be picked. But the uprooted are placed in a glass vase. And they rarely see the sun. They are isolated. Seen only by the eyes of the person who condemned it in the first place. Without nutrients, light and friends this Special Flower child -- this Chosen One -- doesn't realize until too late that its life has leaked out and fallen from its scalp. They are dry. Brittle. And then replaced. The cycle repeats again. Just like what happens with the human race.

I've never been one to share a personal project that wasn't -- in my eyes -- perfect. I get sucked into that mindset where  if it ain't perfect it ain't gonna "impress"  -- or something silly like that. Perfection means it's ready to be seen. Perfection means there is nowhere else to go and I can move on. Perfection gives me permission to write off harsh opinions with, "I did my best." Perfection also doesn't exist. Take a moment and ponder: What if no one shared anything personal unless they thought it was perfect? (AHA YIKES) I'd like to introduce to you an imperfect child I've been nursing for a couple months now:  Adulting & Afraid . Adulting & Afraid has been an idea in the back of my head for a while now. I created the blog months and months ago, but never truly focused on it until mid-July. I cracked down, started brainstorming and, well, here I am. A&A is a step up from what I do on Sel

Wassup? I can't believe it's been two weeks since the last update of The Tree Folk ? I took a pause in updates to gather my strength and focus on some other things, but now I'm back and alive as ever! Thank you so much for the encouraging comments you leave. You have no idea how much good a few kind words can do for a soul. Especially one that is hypersensitive when it comes to sharing her writing... I wish I could express how thankful I am for you . But words just don't cut it. When we last saw Sienna she was meeting Prince Gorrell (hehe) and had taunted Lief. Anyone have any ideas as to where this will lead? Feel free to comment your theory below... Without further ado, The Tree Folk , part 4. Did you miss parts one through three? No biggie! Visit this page to catch up . - - - By that point, Sienna was completely lost. Of course, the talking tree wasn’t her biggest problem. Now there were pasty princes and this green boy who was comedically named L

When I was younger, all I wanted to do was dance. I took classes until taking classes meant you were serious about becoming a professional ballerina. I had been dancing for so long that I thought that's what I wanted. But I only wanted to dance . Months before my intense dance training stopped, things were going south (emotionally especially). UNTIL I got an idea. It was for a book -- the best book ever to be written! -- and I was to call it The Memory Keepers.  That was my focus for those last few months of pain. Writing helped me escape. When I stopped dancing, I had loads of time. So much time that I practically went crazy. I had cut myself off from all my ties and everything was free, so... I wrote. And somewhere in the process of trying to escape what was happening and doing it successfully, a dream grew. I want to become the best YA author the world has ever seen . But dreams are hard. Here I am almost five years later and I feel like I&

The Blood Race blog tour kick-off posts: Kate | Abbiee | Grace What's happening? Basically, the most amazing thing ever: Kate (also known by her elegant author name, K.A. Emmons) is publishing a debut novel ! She is paving the way for blogger/writers such as myself by showing us that dreams can  come true . Kate, I applaud you. A little bit about her book,  The Blood Race ... ISN'T THE COVER GORGEOUS He’s spent his life running from who he is. She’s been trying to escape her past for 100 years… Born with unexplainable abilities he struggles to control, college student Ion tries desperately to integrate into his new school and finally put his dark past behind him. But after making a serious enemy, which leads to an accidental rendezvous with the mysterious old man next door— and his hauntingly beautiful but troubled young protégée Hawk, Ion realizes his life will never be normal again. Late one evening, Hawk drags him by the hand into a closet-tu