Monday, May 28, 2012

Oh Looky, I Actually do Write ( Occasionally...)

So, I don't know if you've noticed, but I kinda haven't...been online for......a while ( *shame*). But luckily, I actually have a few ideas for posts, and that combined with Memorial day weekend might just mean I get to do some blogging! (emphasis on "might", I do have a life you know).

Sadly, those tidbits of Rachel Wisdom shall have to wait, cus I have an art project to do. But in the mean time, I figured I'd share a little creative writing I did for a school assignment.

NOTE: I kinda wrote this on the bus and in lunch the day it was due, so its not exactly.......good, haha. In fact, on second thought I'm kinda wishing I took time to edit before posting. But hey, it is what it is.

Oh, and the assignment was to write a short story about an archetype ( I chose the sage).

            I reach up to pull the dusty volume down from the shelf, but am forced to stop by the sharp pain in my side.  “These old bones don’t work quite as well as they used to, eh.” I mutter to myself as I slide over a short footstool.  A few moments later I hold the book in my hands and pause to stroke the dark leather, worn smooth by years of curious hands.  I breath in deeply, feel the smell of paper seep into my bones.  The smell of a bookstore.  The smell of home.  The desire to open the pages and immerse myself in their timeless tales nearly engulfs me. But no, I have work to do.  After checking the binding, I blow the dust off the cover and set it aside, then climb back up to reach for the next one.  I am stopped once again, not by the pain in my bones, but by some sixth sense that impels me to turn around.  And turn around I do, just in time to see the small form of a child dart behind a shelf. “Well, well, well,” I chuckle to myself, “What do we have here?” I make my way over to the young one’s hiding place, peering around the corner to find a boy of about 5 or 6, huddled on the floor clutching a small book.  I smile gently at the child, hoping to assuage the fear of chastisement I see rising in his tear-stained eyes. I crouch down beside him, gently taking the book and turning it over in my hands. “Robin Hood, huh? Great story. Great man, too.” I smile once again at the boy over the top of my glasses.
            “He was brave.” The boy pipes up after a moment.
            “Yes. Yes he was. I’m sure you’re brave too.” But the boy just shakes his head and looks down.
            “My sister thinks I’m not brave. She says I’m a baby. She doesn’t like me.” Although he refuses to look up, I can see a tear trace down his cheek.
            “Well, I’m sure that can’t be true. Why would you think such a thing?”
            “Today  I wanted to play with her and her friends. But they wanted to leave the park, and I didn’t want to, cus I was scared.  She said I didn’t deserve to play with them if I was such a baby.” The boy hiccups as me quickly wipes away a tear. “So I tried to follow them, but I got lost. And then…” His voice is now a whisper. “I saw Robin in the window.” He looks up now, his eyes wide with an unspoken plea.
            I take a breath. “Well you see,” I settle down on the floor beside him. “I think what you did was very brave. I don’t know if even I would have the courage to venture out of the safety of the playground. And you came in here, too. That must have been scary. You see, you are a brave boy. Your sister just might not realize it yet. But that’s okay. She will.” The boy sniffles and nods his head, and we sit for a moment in silence.
“You know what,” I take the book and place it in his lap, gently folding his hands around the crisp, new cover. “I’m going to let you keep this. And anytime you aren’t brave, or like you aren’t good enough, I want you to read this book and remember today, and remember that you are brave, okay?” The boy stares down at the book and nods. When he finally raises his head, the tears are still there, but there’s also a hint of a smile on his lips.
“Thank you.”
It’s quiet and simple, and suddenly he’s up on his feet and hurrying to the door with shy, soft steps. He pauses at the door for a moment, his hand on the handle as he turns back, his smile now clearly visible. The smile I give in return still lingers on my lips long after his small form has disappeared down the street. 

So...what do you think? And when was a time you wrote creative writing for school? What did you write about?

Monday, January 2, 2012

New Years Resolutions

Man, I love these guys :)

So last night I was staying up late thinking about my resolutions for this New Year. And I've always wished I was a runner, and that I could just wake up and go run a couple miles and ENJOY IT. But alas, I can't even run a quarter of a mile without having to stop and walk.

So while I was thinking about what to change this year, I thought "I should try running every day or something." And immediately, I was like, "No! I suck at running and don't even really enjoy it.". And so I scratched "Running" off of my imaginary list.

And then it hit me. Yes, I'm not a runner (ha, not even close). But I WANT to be a runner, and heck, that's the whole point of these New Year Resolutions! ( Should "resolutions" even be capitalized? Sorry, getting off track). I'm not a runner, I want to be a runner, so dang it, I'M GONNA BE A RUNNER. I'll get me some real running shoes, start running with my ipod, and will also start going other places than just around my block. It's gonna happen.

So, while Im sure you all are getting deep enjoyment from hearing about my life,  there is a method to the madness (fact of the day: that line came from Shakespeare). This can relate back to writing ( Yay! More motivational stories about writing from Rachel!)

Okay, so maybe some of you out there are like me when it comes to writing. I can plan out all the stuff that's going to happen in my story, but when it comes to actually WRITING some pages, I freak. And panic. And go back to story boarding. Or maybe some of you are the opposite. Or maybe you just aren't really good when it comes to editing and revising.

Thing is, no one's going to be the perfect author, and not everything about the writing process (or blogging, or anything else in life) is going to come naturally. So do we give up and resign to eating cookie dough on the couch and watching TV marathons?  HECK NO!

Once we realize what our weaknesses are, we have the opportunity to either, 1: choose to accept them and work our lives around it, or 2: try even harder to make them our strengths.  And personally, I think the second one is a much better option.

So, questions! What are some of your New Years Resolutions? In the past, have you ever been able to keep your resolution the whole year? (Because if you have, dang, I respect you. If not...yeah, same here...)

Oh Yeah....My Blog.....





Ummm.....did I miss any? Cus I mean, there's been A LOT of holidays in the two months (exactly!) that it's taken me to finally get back on my blog. No, I did not FORGET it, I just....was busy. With school, vacation, and okay, yes there was some Facebook in there too.

But another reason I haven't been on is...well, I haven't really had anything to say. Well...anything good. ( I once considered posting the trailer to the Hunger Games (hey! I was excited, okay?), but figured that it wouldn't really go with the whole, "Writing Blog" thing).

Which is why I have decided to loosen up a little and post some other things other than just writing! ( Don't worry, it's not going to get TOO random.... ;).

So yeah....that's really all I got to say right now ( but at least its something!). But hopefully there's going to be a lot more posts coming on seeing as one of my New Year resolutions is to post at least every other week :)

Oh hey, questions! ( If anyone still actually pays attention to this disgrace of a blog...)
So, what was the longest time you have ever gone with out writing on your blog? For your own blog, do you post things other than just writing, or do you prefer to keep it strictly writing related? Answer below! :)

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

...THE END!!!

Oh, hey guys :)

That's right, I, Rachel Bean, have finally returned to my blog, after only a.... holycrapitsbeenawhole MONTH! .....Um, yeah, so I'm starting to wonder if it wasn't the smartest idea to start this whole blogging thing during high school...

Anyway, after a long, homework and stressed filled month, I have finally found time to write a post!!!! Hurray! And speaking of fantastic moments, stop by Jeigh's blog to enter her awesome giveaway! (And trust me, the prizes are AMAZING).

Now, back to writing.

Sadly, Google just didn't have the right picture, so we'll have to do without....(shame, Google, shame)

Okay, so recently I read a very good book. I will not tell you the name of the book, because I am about to giveaway the ending ( I know, I'm just so considerate, aren't I). Anyway, so in the book, basically the  main character (a girl) can see bits and pieces of the future. And around the middle of the book, she finds out that she had a younger brother who was kidnapped as a baby (around ten years ago), and whose corpse was found a couple weeks after the incident. So then shes all depressed about her lost brother, until, oh hey, the police come and tell them that he might actually be alive. So then they start searching for her lost brother, but then she suddenly sees a moment in the future where she and her boyfriend are searching for her brother, and her boyfriend gets shot and dies. So now she really wants to find her brother, but is worried that by doing so, she will also lead her beloved boyfriend to his death. So yeah, she's stressed.

But then one day the police come and tell them that they found the people who kidnapped her brother(and who run an illegal adoption center), and that they crooks are cooperating, and that they can probably find her brother. And then that night she goes into her mothers bedroom, where her mom's basically freaking out and says, "Don't worry.", because at that exact moment she had a vision of a future Christmas when her brother comes home. THE END.

(Oh, and then there's a short epilogue where she talks about how she is confident she can save her boyfriend and change the future (even though its only worked one out of two times....)).

Okay, so NOW, its the end.

....Well? Feels a little.... abrupt, huh? Honestly, I had NO CLUE it was the end of the book till I turned the page and read, "Epilogue". And when  I read that, I just sat there and stared at it for a couple seconds (no joke), not comprehending that the book was actually over.

Moral of the story?

 Don't do that to your readers. Throughout the whole novel, I was getting drawn into the MC's problems; feeling her pain, sorrow, happiness, etc. And then after I get sooooo absorbed into the ends. Just like that. Leaving me with nothing but a freakin' SENTENCE to resolve half a story's worth of mystery, and anxiety, and sadness, and I think your getting the point here.

If your going to get your reader emotionally invested in the conflict, then you need them to be emotionally invested in the resolution too. If they're going to get all beat up over the fact your MC has a lost baby brother, then you better make sure that they get all hyped up when you finally bring him home. Because if they're not, they'll feel like they were left hanging ( and NOT in the good(but terrible), cliff-hanger way). And if there's anything that can make or break a book, it's the ending.

Question time! So have you ever read a book were the ending just.....was a let down? Kinda left you hanging, or maybe even confused? Share below!

Saturday, October 1, 2011

Second Campaigner Challenge! Woot-woot!

Took me awhile, but I've finally some up with an entry to the second of Rachael Harrie's Campaigner Challenges! This one was definitely harder than the first, but I think I managed :)

I had to use the words lacuna, oscitate (which, according to Word and Blogspot, is not a word), synchronicity, and miasma, ( plus imago in the title).

And for even more fun, I had to reference a mirror, and keep it at exactly 200 words! AND, I wrote it in second person, a personal first. So, without further ado, here you go :)

Everlasting Imago

The room smells like cigar smoke. I hated the miasmas from your cigars while I was here. I miss them now.

Those months with you had been the happiest of my life, but they hadn’t meant much to you, had they? You were just waiting for the day when I was gone, and it would be yours.

That day apparently hadn’t come soon enough. Still now I wonder how I hadn’t seen it coming. Shouldn’t I have doubted the synchronicity of it all? From our random meetings, to how perfect you seemed to me? But I hadn’t. That was the point.

Your oscitation as you wake brings me back to the present.  I follow you to the bathroom, closing the gap between us, but you’re just as unreachable as ever.  I was prepared for your oblivion of my presence, yet still I long to reach for you, to call your name. But the dead cannot talk to the living.

As you brush your teeth only your reflection appears in the mirror, a testament of the lacuna between us. Now it is my turn to wait. To wait until the day you join me, and we can be together again. Forever.


Well, what do you think? Stop be here to vote, I'm number 181. Thanks :)

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

I'm Back!

Tada! Fear not, for the Beaner lives! But you wouldn't know it from looking at my blogging life....

Any who, so remember how I once said I'd post reviews about books? And how I haven't for like a couple months? Well, I blame high school for taking away my time to read, but still it's about time I actually do just that. And so I will! Hurray! And the book is....

What Happened to Goodbye, by Sarah Dessen!

Another town. Another school. Another Mclean. Ever since her parents' bitter divorce, Mclean and her father have been fleeing their unhappy past. And Mclean's become a pro at reinventing herself with each move. But in Lakeview, Mclean finds herself putting down roots and making friends---in part, thanks to Dave, the most real person Mclean's ever met. Dave just may be falling in love with her, but can he see the person she really is? Does Mclean herself know?

Okay, well first off, let me just say it was a pain to find that synopsis. There was about ten different ones to choose from, and none of them were the one on the book that I had read ( as in, none of them were my favorite). But I think that one will do.

Now, back to the book. I loved it! It was one of those books that once I've finished make me walk around the rest of the day with a big goofy grin on my face (and convince my mom I've finally lost it...). It was funny, cute, touching, inspiring, and just plain awesome.

And it was sad, too. Mclean's relationship with her mom was completely destroyed by the divorce. They had once been so close, but ever since the divorce, Mclean's been trying to avoid her mom. She's annoyed with how she's always trying too hard to talk to her, and won't give her some space. Every time I thought about what they had lost, I just about wanted to cry. But it also made me a lot more grateful for the relationship I have with my mom, and the fact that she's still in my life.

Other than that though, I absolutely loved the book. Dave just about made me laugh every time he did opened his mouth, and I loved his and Mclean's sense of humor. So basically, all in all, I loved the book and would definitely recommend it to anyone who likes contemporary YA :)


And guess what! The fabulous F.E. Sewell has given my a blog award! Hurray! Haha, but don't worry, this one doesn't require any more random facts.

So here are the rules!

1. Show your thanks to the blogger who gave you the award by linking back to them.
2. Reveal your top 4 picks and let them know by leaving a comment on their blog or sending them a tweet.
3. Post the award on your blog.

So here are the lucky four!

Congratulations guys! :D

Saturday, September 17, 2011

You Could Say I'm Having A Good Day..... But that Would be an Understatment

Reasons Why Today is Amazing:

1. It's Saturday. Which means three things: Sleeping in, no school, and more sleeping in.

2. I actually get to use the computer (read my previous post to see what I'm talking about).

3. I was tagged (again, the previous post)

4. And finally: I've been interviewed!! Yes, I, Rachel Bean have been interviewed (!!!!). Now before I start my freak out, let me just say BIG thanks to the wonderful Michelle Merrill for helping me reach another HUGE milestone in my blogging life!!! You can read the wonderful, amazing, life- changing interview, here.

5. And look! There's actually a fifth thing too!!! I know, today's just wonderful, isn't it? And the fifth thing is: I got two more awards!!! TWO!! These things keep getting more exciting every time!!

Okay, so this time I've gotten these little bundles of pure awesomeness from Jessica Therrien at Imagination to Publication! Big thanks to Jessica! (and isn't her blog just gorgeous!!)

Oh gosh, and for The Versatile Blogger award, guess what I get to do again! More random facts!! It's getting harder and harder to find semi-interesting facts about myself, but the good thing about random facts is that...well, they can be random. So bring it on.

1. I don't like anything orange flavored.... except for oranges.

2. I like homemade sandwiches... and that's it. I don't like sandwiches from anywhere else (even Subway).

3. When ever I see a green colored candy, I get excited and think that its sour green-apple flavored, but it usually turns out to be lime (my least favorite flavor) and then I get pretty bummed o

4. I'm still wearing my pajamas ( and it's almost 2 o'clock).

5.  I used to have a really bad habit of chewing my finger nails, but then my friend helped me get out of it by painting over my nails with clear nail polish. She said that when I bit them, it would taste gross and I would stop, but I ended up just never biting them because I was afraid of how bad it would taste.

6. Ever since then, I've kinda been curious about what clear nail polish tastes like....

7. I like pretty much blueberry-anything. Blueberry pancakes, blueberry muffins, blueberry bagels, and even blueberry cream cheese.

I DID IT!! Third post of random facts about myself!! And don't worry, I promise I'll get back to posting about regular things.... later.

Anyway, so now I get to pass on these little beauties to other people! Technically I should be passing it on to fifteen people, but I really need to go do my chemistry homework, so I'm just going with five. (Sorry, I still love you all! I just don't have time for you.... ;)

1. Avery at Creative Type ( she had one of the best Campaigner entries I've read so far!)
2. Laura Marcella at Wavy Lines
3. Lindy at Lindy Legends and Other Such Nonsense 
4. Jill Campbell at Outside the Lines
5. Peggy Eddleman at Will Write for Cookies

Congrats for the awards guys! For the Leibster, you just need to:
1. Show your appre­ci­a­tion to the blog­gers who gave you the award by link­ing back to them.
2. Reveal your five picks and let them know by leav­ing a com­ment on their blog.
3. Post the award on your blog.
4. Bask in the cama­raderie of the most sup­port­ive peo­ple on the internet—other writ­ers.
5. And best of all—have blog­gity fun and spread the love. 

And for The Versatile Blogger award, remember to:
1. Thank the person who gave you the award and link back to them in your post
2. Share 7 things about yourself
3. Pass this Award to 15 recently discovered blogs and let them know about it (unlike me.... *SHAME*)

So yup, have a good day!