who - or what - am i?

Who am I? What am I? How would you describe me in six words?

Click on me to let me know!

I really am bad, aren't I? ;) See ya all in February. This is my final post.

the start of a beginning

Okay. So I'm a bad blogger. So I'm sneaking on here to type up this post which will, I imagine, recieve a comment of question about my break.

I'm still on my break. I just need to write this down somewhere. Somewhere where I know someone will read it and I won't feel so alone in my thoughts anymore.
*sigh* I do love you guys.

I love to write. I love to write stories, poems, song lyrics, cupcake recipes, even that dull English assignment most of my classmates have been slacking off on. If it involves pen and paper, I'll do it.

And I'll do it happily.

But when it comes to writing down that very first wordsentenceparagraphpage, when it comes to finding a suitable beginning to tie in with the plot, when it comes to even planning what to write and when to do it, well, that is when I stumble. Icannotwritebeginnings. I admit it now with my hands up, with my hand on my heart, with frustrated tears in my eyes

You see, beginnings come painfully slowly to me. I can never find that right combination of words to make up the beginning. I have no clue how to introduce the plot, or the main characters, or even that little old granny who lives at the corner of Second Street. Which is the reason why I

a) tend to start writing somewhere in the middle, then get confused and delete the document
b) take so long to actually write the novel (nope, I have never, ever finished a novel of any shape, size or form)
c) tend to give up after the first page

Oh, I can write. Not nearly as well as I'd like to, but I can.

❝I was standing in a baby-blue room, with a wide window to the side facing the glistening sea and scudding white clouds, and a tiny wooden frame of a bed tucked neatly in the corner. The glass was slightly propped open, allowing a cool, salty breeze to playfully ruffle my hair and the fringes of my shirt. I had an odd feeling that I was intruding in some way, playing a part in someone else’s life that wasn’t mine to take, but if this was a dream, what control did I have over it? None. But if the room wasn’t a figment of my imagination, then I couldn’t recall how I had gotten here, and why I had been sent here in the first place. The sunlight seemed too soft, too magical to be real, and I felt light, lighter than the air itself; if I raised my arms above my head, would I fly? My head drummed with the endless list of questions I needed to find the answers to.❞

And yet I can't write beginnings. Unfortunately, I never could. Endings and plots come natural to me, but beginnings are where I draw the line.

Help?

Changes!

Hey everyone! Speedy here. I just wanted to thank Shadowflower, Lilypetal, Goldenstream, and Sally for filling out the survey! Their comments and feedback were much appreciated. I've decided that they have said the same thing in some areas, so here are the things that I'm going to change around here:

- Post more
- Put more information in posts
- Maybe make posts a little more interesting
- Gain popularity XD

Suggestions are always welcome on the Suggestion page, which can be found on the sidebar. Thanks guys!

-Speed

P.S. NOTE TO ALL: Malory/Honey/Random Person is a sikko. She is probably a troubled teenager who expresses herself through Blogger. If you see her around, just ignore her comments, or ban her from your C-box/blog. Just something for you to think about, because she doesn't deserve any attention.

A Survey I made ^^

Hi everyone! I have created a survey/questionnaire for The Lives of Swirly and Speed! I'm looking for ways to make TLOSAS a better blog, so if you could take a minute or two to fill this out, it would be appreciated very much. :)

This is the link:

https://spreadsheets.google.com/viewform?formkey=dHhOUmxXeGhPbWk3WkRuYUNacksxeWc6MQ

Thanks guys!

--

Speedy

Sigh... (Rubber ducks and more)

Sigh. :( If you've read the post underneath this, you would be as crushed as I am. I hope you come back soon, •SG•! We'll miss you!

Even though she's leaving for a bit, the show must go on..... I'll be posting more often (hopefully!) to spice things up a bit more.

Today, I am showing you people some cute pictures of rubber duckies! :) You must be aware of the awesomeness they have brought to this Earth!



Aren't they awesome?! I found then on my iPod, then saved them and uploaded them to here. :3

-Speed

A Breath of Fresh Air

Some of you profile-hoppers may have already noticed this, but to those of you who haven't, well, here it is: I have deleted My Point of View.

I'm sorry, guys, I truly am, but it's just so hard to read a comment filled out on my form that reads 'you can be mean'. 'Some pictures are just dreadful'. 'You're rude'. 'You're dull'. 'That's boring'.

I'm not blaming anyone here. If you're one of the people who wrote that, I have nothing against you, I swear. That's your honest opinion, and everyone is entitled to their own thoughts and feelings. That's okay.

But what I am going to do is just take a little break from Blogger. Start up a new photography blog afterwards, maybe. But I have so many other things to do instead. Practise for my midterm exams. Write my novel. Celebrate along with my little brother at his fifth birthday tomorrow. I have a real life, as does everyone with a Blogger account.

So I guess what this leads up to is my very first "goodbye". I love all my Blogger friends, and I won't be gone any longer than a month. Hopefully less. So, well, goodbye.

Good luck.

I'll miss you.

Swirly Girl xx

P.S. If you care to stay in contact, why don't you shoot me an e-mail?

random musings on a friday afternoon

Friday.

The fifth and final day of the school week.

The day you rush home, flop down onto your sofa, and sigh, "It's finally Friday".

After a long, hard week of tests, test revision, and eight homework assignments, there is nothing more I'm looking forward to than the weekend. Anyone else lovin' Fridays at the mo?

As I type, I'm gazing at a wintery gray-and-yellow streaked sunset framing the skeletal silhouettes of a pair of weathered oak trees. A couple of crows are nestled among their boughs, and I can just make out the tangle of a bird's nest tucked up next to the trunk. It is, as is common in south-west Britain, overcast.

But beautiful nevertheless.

As is typical during winter, it's cold. And dark. And wet. But, my friends, not with snow. No, no, no, Mother Nature does not allow any snow to fall around where I live. Instead, it rains.

And rains.

And rains some more.

My First Animated GIFs

Yay! I, too, have learned the art of animated GIFs.

They aren't as good as Speed's, but I tried. :)

cleanse.

Cleanse.

My one little word for 2011.

I will cleanse my body, heart and soul.

I will cleanse my slate and start afresh.

A synonym of cleanse is purify.

I will make sure I am cleansed this 2011.

Winter Wonderland Designs

Yay! The awesome Shadowflower invited me to be admin on her blog Winter Wonderland Designs!!!

Please visit this awesome design blog. We do custom orders for backgrounds, headers, buttons, and almost everything else you can think of!

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~~Speedy