My Talents

Before we go into this, it should be noted that I have virtually no talent. I say virtually because everyone has a strength. For me, the things I'm talented at, I'm not even really remarkable at. Like...writing. I like to think that I'm a fairly good writer for a 14-year-old. But that's just it. I'm fairly good. I'm not remarkable. I don't stand out like that. The thing is, very few people stand out in any field. So I guess I just have to do it because I like to do it. I won't spend all of my time doing it. I have other things that I need to do. But I'll spend some time that I can spare for writing. And right now, I will seranade you with Haiku.

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Talent. What is it?
That which you are so good at?
Compare yourself now!

Do you feel so great?
There is always one better,
One who can beat you.

Those who are the best,
If they tried so hard, there's fear.
Who will beat them next?

They live in constant fear,
If they love their position.
One will overtake.

But if you don't care,
You can enjoy your new place.
And still pass it on.

So enjoy your place,
But do not love it too much.
For it will go away.

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See how bad I am? Anyway, the point is, when you're considered the best, odds are you won't stay that way for long. You're what people strive to beat. And someday, you'll be beaten. Anyway, why in the world am I talking about that? It must be NaNoWriMo. I start rambling.♪

Oh yeah! I'm ending all of my posts with that little music note thingy now...♪

I.....did it?

*deep breath* I DID IT!!!! I've hit 50k! Last night, I hit it! It might be hard to understand, but if you go and write 50,000 words in one 30-day month, you'll get it. Maybe. Bragging time (you can skip over if you like):

So far I'm quite pleased with my novel. I haven't seen too many sub-plots, but then, I didn't try. But still, it's fairly intricate, not boring I don't think. Things just keep popping out at me, and then onto the page. It's fun.

*sigh* now I need to keep being motivated to finish writing it....

Novel Update

This is weird....For so long, my words left to write have been so many more than what I had written...but I added up yesterday's numbers today before I started writing...and I only have about 14.5k left! I've written exactly 64 pages, I've never written anything that long...it's not even Thanksgiving! How? It's just so strange...Yesterday was the half-way point, I've just now started writing about how they actually go on their main quest. I don't know if I'll be done with the novel by December! Although, there are always the threats of my friends that say I need to have it done by then end of December.

In other news, tomorrow (Saturday) I probably won't get much writing done, I may have to get up early, although I almost don't want to do that. There's a swim meet you see, and I should be rested. In fact, it's weird. The past few times I've been swimming, my fingers have hurt. Is that from typing?

Oh, and then there's biology. I have a quarterly exam to take today because I didn't do so well on my bi-weekly tests over the basics and the first three kingdoms: Monera, Protista, and Fungi. I don't mind biology, I just don't want to spend the time on it that I need to. My characters call!

Anyway, if I'm so busy, why am I wasting time writing in my blog? We may never know....

So close....

I CAN TASTE IT!!! I can taste 30k coming up! But I will restrain myself. I will save that taste for tomorrow...possibly. Right now I want to reward myself. I want to have some fun! I haven't played a game on the computer in ages. Mostly because we don't have any I really like...but that's not the point! I'm off to do something I want to do. Because my brain needs a break. I will stop thinking about how I should be writing long enough for me to have some fun!

Or maybe I'll just browse the NaNoWriMo forums...hmm....hard to decide....

Why do I write? And "Ode to My Poor Old Laptop"

No one's really asked me that, but I guess I've asked myself now. Why do I write? I don't know that anyone else in my family likes to write. I just like to do it myself. It hasn't been my dream since I was little, my dream back then was to play flute. I always have had a good imagination though. I guess I still do. But I still don't see exactly why I write. I guess I just don't know. I like it. I've got stories in my head that I don't know exist until I write them down, but it feels so good to get them down. I don't so much want to get a point of something across, except that a good novel can be written without romance, but I mostly just want to write a good story.

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The old Windows '98 computer,
served us so well.
It held the files we needed,
And played some games to boot.

But we had to do some more,
So we put on newer software.
It slowed the poor thing down,
But it held together bravely,
And never let us down.

When we needed it no more,
And got a new computer,
We stuffed it in a closet,
And barely used it since.

After a while I picked it up,
And he started faithfully.
I typed some things on him,
And worked on websites too.

But a few weeks ago,
He had been put up for a long time,
I tried to start him up,
But he had died, he was no more.

I sighed and called my mom,
but there was nothing we could do.
He's still in the closet,
I want to save him too.

But he seems to have died,
Never to boot again,
I don't know that I can do anything for him
But write this Ode to My Poor Old Laptop.

WHAT?! MORE Haikus?!

I'm afraid so, yes.
I can't stop writing these things!
They're so addictive!

But there's a question,
One I really want to ask.
Answer honestly!

They seem to jostle,
The Haikus in my mind do.
Do they to you, too?

If so, tell me.
I get you to give me feedback!
I can't write like that!

Well, perhaps I can,
I have already, haven't I?
But I'd like to stop.

But only if they
Actually have no flow,
If they flow, say so!

I truly do beg,
For you to leave you comments,
On this Haiku post.

One more post today!

I just want to say
That I'm writing poem too much
Now I'm on Haikus

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I was just thinking,
That my problem is I care
Too much about rhymes.

That "Thursday" poem there,
I wrote it without caring
About rhymes or breaks.

So I've discovered,
I really shouldn't care any
If anything rhymes

Now I say good-night,
And leave you with my Haikus,
As I go to bed!