well, i was bored. so i viewed my profile and clicked on the name of one of my favorite books, to see who else liked it. not only did i find a blog that is updated relatively often, but by an author my age who likes reading a lot of the same books i do. this is shockingly surprisingly amazing good luck. i commented on his newest post, and i really hope he either responds to it, or looks at my blog. if he is looking at my blog, and reading this particular post, than thank you for looking at my blog.
oh, and something i was too upset to write about on my post of 2 hours ago: i found a great new idea. i have characters, a full plot, and some good writing done already. this is really exciting me. i thought of this when i was feeling sorry for myself and my awful writing yesterday, and i remembered one of my first ideas. what if myths were true? about 10 days after i decided to write my book about all myths being true, i read the alchemist by michael scott. way to steal all my hopes and dreams, scott. and so yesterday, while thinking about that, something dawned on me. why not bring my own myth to life? make a far off and distant land. give them a myth of their own. make it real.
so, there is a land, and in the capitol city they know this myth is real, but the farther you get from that city, the less people believe in it, or even know about it. so, in a tiny village cut off from the rest of their world, a mythical being is born. i already have the myth, and almost everything else. i had a map, but one of my teachers caught me reviewing it in class and took it. that wasnt the smartest idea on my behalf, but we were watching a film about gerda wiessman klein that i had already seen twice in hebrew school. but, the point is that i might actually be able to finish this one without my depression wearing in and making me throw it away.
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