Be The Master Of Your Own Schoolwork

I have to be honest, I'm not sure what to write, haha.  You ever get that sudden almost memory loss, and can't recall what you were going to blog about?  If not, never mind, forget that I mentioned it.  Because I probably sound like an idiot to you.  ;)  I had this great idea for a post last night, and even this morning.  Then, I came on, and completely forget it!  *ugh*  So, with not being able to remember, I suppose I'll just have to come up with something else fantastic.

You thought I was serious, didn't you?  I can't come up with anything fantastic--or anything, for that matter.  :P

Wait, yes I can!  I got it!  Genius idea!  ;)




I know that most of you fellow homeschoolers--and just schoolers in general!--are probably going through a lot of stress lately school-wise.  I, for one, have been.  And if none of you are, well, consider yourself extremely lucky.  ;)  School can be a trying thing to accomplish.  Falling behind, trying to get back on schedule.  It's all very bothersome, and extremely stressful.  So, I'm sorry to say, I'm not here to give tips on how to get rid of the stress.  No, but you can consider this post revolved around how to get ahead on all that schoolwork--in three simple tips.  Alrighty, then!  Let's get to it!  :D




~How to Get Ahead on Left Behind Schoolwork & All Other Schoolwork You Want to be the Master Of~


Tip 1)Focus.  Really, really focus.

    Really focusing. Not just "focusing" as in: "oh sure, I'll focus. I'll put on some of my favorite music, get some snacks, get a notebook handy in case I get a sudden brainstorm for my story...". No, by focus, I mean real focus, as in: "Okay, I'm going to sit down at my desk, and put my school before me. And finish these tests. I'm not going to get distracted, I'm not going to allow myself to procrastinate. I'm going to move ahead, and I'm going to finish early."  That's real focus.  Determination is real focus.

Tip 2)Say Bye-Bye to Unneeded/Unwanted Procrastination
     You want to move ahead.  You don't want to fall behind again.  So, what are you gonna do?  Give up, or move ahead?  Hopefully, you'd choose moving ahead.  ;)  You don't want school to be what brings you down to such a low state, that you never attempt trying again.  You want it to be the very reason why you try everything!  And why you never give up on your goals!    So, here is my suggestion: close the door, sit down at a desk, put your schoolwork in front of you, and get rid of that procrastination.  If there are any sorts of temptations of procrastination at that desk, get rid of them.  Literally.  If your worst procrastination is writing in your journal, hide the journals in your closet until you finish your scheduled goal of the day.  If your procrastination enemy is social sites, log out of them.  Don't allow yourself to get back onto them until you finish your goal of the day.  Or, better yet, take a break from unneeded sites.  Perhaps a few days will better enhance your determination to move ahead on more important things--so, yes, school.  ;)  If your procrastination enemy is books.  Hide the books in your closest.--or better yet, in another room entirely.  Etcetera, etcetera.....

Tip 3)Succeed Your Goals
     You are going to move ahead.  Kid, you'll move mountains!  ;)  (sorry, couldn't resist putting a Dr Seuss quote in here somewhere.  :P  )  Because, you're going to be the winner of the battle!  The battle between procrastination and determination.  The battle between moving ahead and falling behind....etc...etc...  You are not going to fail.  Now, that doesn't necessarily mean that you will get perfect grades on all your schoolwork.  No, if I knew how to do that, I would be living the dream.  ;)  It simply means that you will not fail to encourage your determination.  And that matters a lot right now. You will not be perfect with all your schoolwork.  You will not get perfect grades.  It's time to face facts.  I'm here to help, not to get your hopes up and make you believe that if you listen to me, you'll get nothing but A+'s from now on.  But, I can tell you this, if you do these things, you will get better.  Not only better at overcoming procrastination, but better at everything.  If you plant an idea into your head, it will slowly start to grow.  So, plant the idea of motivation, determination, and faith in yourself. Tell yourself that you're going to overachieve those goals.  Then, soon enough, you won't need to be telling yourself.  You'll be showing yourself.  You'll be acting it so well, that the idea of telling yourself daily will no longer be necessary.



~Now, hopefully I have at least slightly inspired one of you.  If not, well...that's okay.  I can honestly say, I've almost inspired myself.  I'm off to go get that History Test done!  :D  ;)

Please let me know if these tips helped any of you out.  And, please let me know what you thought of the post!  See y'all around!

~Emily

Charlie Brown had it right. (Or at lest Linus did)

Christmas time is here and you can just about see it everywhere you go. Christmas lights, food,  presents, music, movies and more all seem to surround us every year. Now don’t forget  commercialism because where would Christmas be without that?! Well I’ll tell you where it would be, right at the heart of Christ and self giving! Christmas used to be different but now everything has become a way to spend money and throw everything away the day after Christmas like it was never there. You know what? Enough talk of all that let me tell you a story of a boy who understood the real meaning.

Let’s see here, I think we’ll need some snow, a dog, piano music, and a few neighborhood kids. And there! Now we got it all together so let’s keep going before I get distracted or something......
Now we don’t know all that much about Linus except that he liked to carry around a blanket and suck his thumb. He did know something else though and he decided to share it with Charlie Brown when he was in doubt about the meaning of Christmas. As you recall he told him about the shepherds in the field and when the Christmas star appeared in the sky with angels singing! The angels told them not to be afraid and instead to rejoice at the coming of the Savior in Bethlehem. All were amazed at the sight and the angels began to sing: Glory to God in the highest and on earth peace to people of good will! Now who could forget such a story! Sadly many do but look up now and see that not all is lost! Remember that after that story Charlie Brown went out and tried to share this with others and so should we. Ok it looks like my work here is done so I guess we’ll have to leave the snow and cold behind.

I hope you all remember that story and share the first and greatest Christmas story of all with the world. Many have forgotten or don’t even know so please remind them of Christ's birth. Enjoy this beautiful season and look out for St. Nick coming our way soon! With joyous love, Naomi Kapusinski.


Silent Night, Holy Night, All is calm, all is bright.
Round yon virgin, mother and child.
Holy Infant so tender and mild.
Sleep in heavenly peace. Sleep in Heavenly Peace.

We're Thankful! // A Thanksgiving Special


(for the privacy of the girls, I am writing down their name as their display names. I have not edited what they have said)

I'm thankful for.... 

MoDG buddies
M4M Girls


~ Marius & Cosette



Let me see. The first thing that comes to my mind are my friends. So yeah, I am thankful for my friends. 

Also I am thankful for weekends. :P 
Did I mention friends? :P Seriously though, I can't stress the fact enough that without my friends I- well yeah, would maybe not be the person I am today. <3


~ Esmerelda




Like, Esmerelda said. I'm most thankful for my friends, especially my new ones on MODG. I hate thinking where I would be if I hadn't met you guys. You have no idea how much you guys saved me. For that, I'll always be eternally grateful. :)



~ Jojo



I am thankful for all of my MODG/M4M friends too!! ;)


And for easy exercises in Latin! ;)

~ margarettherese


I am thankful for my grandpa and grandma. I luv them both to death <3 Also my fam (of course). And also for friends, can't forget them :P Especially those who have really helped me through a recent passing of a close relative.


~ Gidget


I'm thankful for the life God has blessed me with, because without it I wouldn't have the amazing people that I've met, and I wouldn't have the experiences I've been able to have. :)

~ So I'm Lindsay



I'm thankful for my friends. :) I wouldn't be who I am if it wasn't for them. Especially Serena she is like my sister but better. ;P 


And I'm really thankful for my mom. She's awesome. ;P


~ nuttynovelnerd



Oh, I am also thankful for my brothers. Though they can be meh sometimes, I don't know what I would do without them. <3 Also a couple friends who are like older brothers to me.



~ Esmerelda



I am thankful for my amazing MoDG friends <333 

I agree Esmerelda, although my brothers can annoy the heck out of me at times, I am so thankful for them. They really are amazing<3 (I would never put this on the MoDG PBs since my brothers on there. Don't tell them I said that about them! :P)

I am also thankful for Joy inviting me to join the Maidens for Mary, thank you Joy!!! <333333


~ Natalie<3




When prayers are answered :)

Mint Chocolate Chip Ice-cream
Reading
Writing
Singing
Crocheting
Listening to Contemporary Christian Music
Laughter
Smiles
Playful teasing
Hugs
Imagining myself in the place of the characters in the novel I'm writing
Fangirling about Ani!!!!!! :D
Chatting with friends
Getting genuine compliments
Peaceful, restful time alone
Daydreaming
Snuggling up with my writing or books I'm reading
When people are happy to see me
Much, much more!!!!!!!!!!! ;) :)

~ margarettherese


I am thankful for; my amazing family, friends, all you guys, my faith and being able to live such an amazing life!!!!! :)

~ Bella



I am thankful for THANKSGIVING BREAK and writing time ;)



And... MY FELLOW FANGIRLS! ;) :D :D 


~ margarettherese


 ~I am so thankful for my amazing family. I am so thankful that I was born into a devout Catholic family

~I am soooo thankful for my awesome church and for all our wonderful priests. <3
~I am thankful for all my friends, especially the ones I've made on MODG and on here this year. :) (Titi, Ceci, Kiki, Jojo, and EVERYONE ELSE!) :D I am soooo blessed to have met y'all, I literally don't know what I'd do without y'all to talk to and fangirl with. ;) :P
~I am thankful that I'm going to the Formal and M4L and will be able to meet everyone else who's going!


~ Gabrielle



What are you thankful for? Tell us in the comment! And have a wonderful Thanksgiving!!

Creative Writing Contest Winner: October

And this month's winner is.....

EMILY!!

Her story is awesome! I think I actually cried when I read it! Give her a round of applause!!



"The Traveling Soldier"

~A Short Story Inspired by Dixie Chicks' song: "Travelin' Soldier"

It was only two days past turning eighteen, the young man was clothed in his army greens. He was waiting for the bus, but found no joy in the anxiety surrounding him. He stood from the bench and entered into a nearby cafe. He stepped in, the bell chiming to the newcomer's entrance. He glanced to the bell above him, thoughts twirling through his mind. He sighed, shook his head, then seated himself in a booth by a window. He toyed with the sleeves of his uniform absentmindedly.
His eyes glanced to the outside world, taking it all in. The streets were quiet, as it usually was. The small hometown was nearly always quiet. It was a peaceful town. One found pride in calling it one's hometown.
Reality kicked him in head when a soft voice asked what he would like. He gasped lightly, looking up to the unexpected pair of eyes before him.
The sweet gentility of the light blue eyes, softened his heart somewhat. He took to notice the exact appearance of the lovely young lady. She had wavy blonde hair, softly brushing the tips of her shoulders. There was a small pink bow in the girl's hair, identifying her from the other waitresses in the cafe. The young girl managed a comforting smile to the shy young man. He glanced away from her, embarrassed ever so slightly.
"What would you like, sir?" she asked again, somewhat softer than the first time.
The young man stuttered. "A...a cup of coffee, perhaps? uh...black..."
The waitress smiled, and returned within a matter of seconds with a mug of fresh, strong coffee. She set the mug before the man on the table, and smiled once again to his shyness. Before the girl turned to walk away, the man stopped her.
"Would you mind sitting down for a while and talking to me?" he didn't know what suddenly came over him. "I'm feeling a little low."
The kindhearted girl smiled affectionately. "I'm off in an hour," she replied. "And I know where we can go."

~*~

The two sat down on the pier silently. The young girl managed to order her smile to remain upon her face, in attempt to bring one out upon the shy young man. As the two sat, the man in the uniform hesitantly came to the point of the conversation.
"I bet you got a boyfriend," he said softly. "But, I don't care. I got no one to send a letter to," he confessed.
The young girl smiled genuinely. "I don't have a boyfriend," she admitted in that soft, gentle tone of voice.
Hope filled the soldier's heart. "Would you mind if I send a letter back here to you?" he asked.
The young girl chuckled lightly. She then reached forward and held the man's hand tightly in hers. "You can send me as many letters as you want. I'll read each and every one. And, I'll reply to each and every one, I promise."

~*~

Letters came in from an army camp in California. By the dozens, the young soldier wrote to the beautiful young waitress with the simple bow in her hair. The two wrote to each other as frequently as was possible, never wanting to forget one another.
Then, within a few months, the letters began coming in from Vietnam. The soldier wrote the girl of his heart. Told her that he thought it might be love. He told her of all of the things that he was scared of. He poured out his heart and soul to the young little girl with the bow in her hair. Told her nothing but truth, and confided in her with all things. Through letters, the two became as close of friends as ever thought possible.
The young waitress read the newest letter over and over again, speaking the words which the soldier wrote. "When it's getting kinda rough over here, I think of that day sitting down at the pier," he had said.
Memories flooded in like a terrific wave. Sweet memories of a relationship formed by a young girl's smile and a young man's shyness. When the young man confessed his having no one to write to, and asking if he may be allowed to write her. The young girl was more than willing to be a friend to the soldier. For, kindness was always in her heart. And she was insistent on treating the soldiers with utter kindness and friendliness.
Her eyes glanced back down to the paper, continuing to read what was left of the short handwritten letter. "And I close my eyes and see your pretty smile." The young waitress blushed. "Don't worry, but I won't be able to write for awhile."

~*~

Months passed by, and still no letter from the young man in the army greens. The young waitress continued to write short letters to her soldier. Whether or not he could respond, he could perchance read hers. She was a patient young woman, bearing the cross of loving a traveling soldier night and day. She smiled through the comments of her daily encounters. Nearly every last one of them seemed to be against her love for the kind, shy army soldier. They told her that she was too young for him. Told her to stop waiting for him.
But, the waitress turned a deaf ear to them all. She waited, nonetheless.
There would be nights spent in tears, lonely for her soldier and fearing what may have caused his long absence from communication. But, after each sob, she would reprimand herself, calm herself, then reassure herself. Convincing herself that all was fine, the sobs would cease.
She had made a promise with the young man earlier on in the year, promising that their love should never end. She made a promise to wait for him to come back home. No matter what, to always be right there waiting for his return.
She convinced herself to the idea of no longer being alone. For, soon enough, she told herself, there would be a letter saying that her traveling soldier was coming back home again.

~*~

It was a Friday night, cold and dark. The town had appeared for the football game of the year. All were in utter excitement for the game to begin. But, before the game was started, the Lord's prayer was said. The Anthem was then sang from the hearts and souls of each and every body present.
A man's voice rang through the air, echoing over the loudspeakers. "Folks, would you bow your heads for a list of the local Vietnam dead?"
Crying all alone under the stands, was a piccolo player in the marching band. One name was read, and not many seemed to care.
But a pretty little girl with a bow in her hair.
She cried. 
She felt utterly alone. Gone was her soldier, gone forever. Never to come back home again. 
A weight fell to her shoulders, stronger than anything she had ever experienced before. Her breathing became hard. Her eyes stung with the pain of the tears forcing themselves free. It was too sudden...Too unexpected. She tried desperately to not believe it. She couldn't believe it. It was impossible. Surely, her traveling soldier would return one day. Surely, he would come back home to her.
She made a promise then and there to never hold the hand of another guy. "Too young for him," everyone told her. Yet, she continued to wait for the love of her traveling soldier. "Our love will never end," she reminded herself of the promise softly. She waited and waited for her soldier to come back again. For the day when she would no longer be alone. Waited for the letter to say her soldier's coming home.



~End~


Evil Author {tag}

Hey hey hey, everybody!  Hope y'all are doing fantastic!  I have been far too excited/anxious to do this post, gotta be honest. ;)  Okay, really though, before I start rambling on and on and on and on about my excitement, maybe we should just get to the point, eh?  :P

Alrighty then!  So, I was tagged by Cecilia do this "Evil Author tag".  And, obviously I was far too excited to wait to post it.  ;)  Anywho!  The rules go as followed:

#1: Give all credit to the overlord and creator of the tag, Kate
#2: Give some credit to the one who tagged you.  Thanks, Cecilia!  <3
#3: Tag at least two people.  And I will be tagging Brigit from Maiden's for Mary, and Claire.  (Gonna warn you all right here and now, Claire is a legit-no-kidding-real-author, so I'm fairly positive her answers may or may not be the best.)  And, as far as Claire goes, I never did get a reply from her....so, here's hoping she's not gonna kill me, lol!  xD  Really though, Claire if you don't want to do this, do not, in any way, feel obligated. (:

Alrighty then!  Let us begin!

1. How many characters do you typically kill per book? And how many people have you killed in real life, dear? Do you… feel any remorse about this? I’m concerned about you.

Per book?  *maniacal laugh*  All of them.

Kidding!  It sorta varies for me.  Some stories of mine, nearly everyone dies, others I kill hardly anyone. So, really, it depends.  And in real life?  Every person I've ever encountered.

Just kidding!  I haven't ever killed anyone in real life.  Don't believe me, eh?  Clearly, I need to hide my sarcasm better.


2. Do you prefer to use weapons of mass destruction like explosions and famine and world war or more personal torture like killing family and friends and pets?

Well...I've got to be honest, it's hard to make that decision.  See, I usually use some sort of personal torture, but on rare occasions, I prefer to use weapons of mass destruction.  To narrow it down to one answer, I guess that I'd have to go with....er....why is this so difficult?!?!?!....eehhhmmm....  Personal torture.  Gotta be truthful, that does seem to be the most frequently used in my books.

3. Are you more like Loki, who perpetrates great evil with a creepy grin, or… give me a minute… Darth Vader, who secretly weeps inside his… fake head, whilst destroying the world?

Loki.  100% Loki.  (how is that even a question?!)  ;)


4. What is the most dastardly crime you have ever committed as a writer?

Oooooooh, now that.  That is difficult to say.... hmmm.... I mean, I once had the main character lose his parents and older sister at the same time in a terrible, devastating manner.  Then, had his brother and sister(the one who survived, not the one who died) hate him so much that they hardly ever spoke to him, or made eye-contact with him. Then, let his older brother beat him up from time to time.  And let his sister ignore him basically everyday of his life.  Then let the older brother get the main character involved in a terrible crime that he wasn't supposed to be.  Then let his only siblings and best friend die. So, he became an orphan.

But, does that even count?  I mean, it doesn't sound all that terrible of a crime, right?  xD

5. What kind of chocolate do you most like to devour as you burn things? White, milk, semisweet, or dark? Bonus points if you are so evil you find unsweetened cacao palatable!

Dark chocolate.  Absolutely without a second thought to that question, dark chocolate.


6. What is your villainous title? You may not have “Evil Overlord” because that one’s mine.

"Dickens' Evil Twin"

I get told 24/7 that I write like Charles Dickens, but perhaps a tad more morbid.....so....

It may not sound evil, but hey it works, right? xD

7. Which of your characters would actually be a match for you if you were to duke it out one on one?

Hmmmm....*goes into deep thinking*

I would have to say...probably....  My character Daimhin.  Because, quiet though she may seem, the more you get to know her, the more sarcastic she appears.  Also because she's one of the sweetest most kindest characters I've ever come to know.  And obviously that's me to a T.

Kidding!  Sheesh, I gotta stop being so sarcastic in front of everyone.  xD

8. Which character, in all the many books you have undoubtedly written, is most likely to be your Archnemesis?

I'd probably have to say my character named Rolph.  Because, at first appearance, you love him for his loyalty, then when you come near the end *BAM* *PLOT TWIST* he's working for the bad guy!  It's awful 'cause you first end up almost falling in love with him, then when you find out that he's a TOTAL TRAITOR, you just end up wanting to kill him for all the EVIL THINGS HE'S DONE!

Okay, I'm done ranting.  XD

9. Do you wear a cape? Face paint? A mask? Special underpants? Or do you hide in plain sight… like Moriarty? Give me details!

I hide in plain sight like Moriarty.  Now you see me, now you don't.

10. How do you react when you have to kill off a character that is dear to you? Do you laugh evilly out loud? Do you chuckle under your breath and quickly glance around for your next victim? Do you go and weep in a corner for a month because you just lost a best friend? Or do you just shrug indifferently?

In all honesty, if it's a character that annoys me, I laugh evilly out loud.

I told you, I really am an evil author.  xD

11. If you had to choose a fictional villain (from book, movies, etc.) to sum up your villainous style as an evil writer, who would it be? Why?

Oooh, that's a toughie.  *eeeeeeerggggh*  difficult decisions!!  I think it'd have to be either Regina from "Once Upon A Time", or Morgana from "Merlin"...  hmmmm....You know, I think I'd have to say Regina from Once Upon A Time.  Because she's so secretively evil, and a terrific actress at hiding her emotions, and yet caring for the few people who matter to her, and extremely helpful from time to time.  She's daring and unafraid....aaaaand just because she's so dang evil overall.  :P

12. Do you believe in killing off main characters, or are they your smol precious babies whom you cannot even fathom laying a hand (or steel-tipped ax) upon? (#wimpyevilwriter)

I totally believe in killing off the main characters.  All the best books end with the main character dying.

Listen, I got to make my readers hate me cry one way or another, right?  XD


13. Have you ever chickened out of your evilness and tried to resurrect a fallen character whom you have already brutally murdered? Or do you–as they say–let the sleeping skeleton lie?

I did once, actually.  (embarrassed to admit it, but yes...I have chickened out!)  I was going to kill one of my favorite characters, then decided not to because I loved him too much.  :P

14. When murdering a character, do you often describe it in cringe-worthy detail, or do you prefer to say “SPLAT! He’s dead”, and be done with it? (Bonus Question: have you ever actually said “SPLAT! He’s dead” in one of your writing projects?)

Oh, it's always cringe-worthy details.  Aaaaand, nope!  Never said that before.



~Well, there're my answers!  *eeek*  I sound like a terrible authoress now.  *whoopsiedaisy*  Anywho!  I hope the two whom I've tagged enjoy answering these questions as much as I did, and I hope that y'all have a very happy Monday!

<3always: Emily