Writing.

I'm sorry I haven't written in a while ... I haven't really thought about it a lot. Plus I've been busy completing my first actual novel!

It's called The Girl Who Lived and you can find it on Quotev under horror and thriller.

I'm hoping to get it published one day. One can only hope, I suppose.

And I'm going back to school soon as well. Not exactly the kind of thing I look forward to, but at least I'll be able to see my friends.

Well, I've got to go. Goodbye.

Musings

I am sitting beside my sister at the moment. She's eating Tic-Tacs.


I wonder what the world would be like without civilization. Boring, probably. Barren. Seemingly endless.


Humans are essential to the world, yet they are also the ones killing it. Is that possible, or am I just making things up?


I sit here, my hands poised over the keyboard, and I'm thinking. Thinking of what to type. I mean, I am a fast typist; mainly because I spend most of my time surfing the internet.


But then I read too much, as well.


I like to write. That's why I post stories and write a journal on Quotev. My name on Quotev is The Other One, so look out for me.

The Beginning

Hello. My name is Abbi, and this is me. Me. No secrets. No lies. Just truth. Just ... me.


This isn't my first blog, I'll admit. It's got to be at least my fifth. I'm addicted, I admit it. What's that they say? That admitting you have a problem is the first step?


But surely there is no harm in making too many blogs? What can I do? I can't hurt people with them - well, unless I choose to, which I do not intend on doing.


Can you guess how old I am? I bet you can't. Well, you can try, but you will guess wrong, I am sure.


Does the fact that I use correct grammar and spelling deter you?


She must be at least twenty, you think. If she were a teenager she would not care about such things!


That is all a lie.


I am twelve years of age.


Are you mystified? I relish the thought of finally mystifying someone. I've never done that before.


Wait! Some of the above is wrong. Anyone who visits this blog will no how old I am, because they know me. I will be asking all the people I know to check out this blog. Though not some people. The people I will not be inviting will surely tease me for my lack of teenageristics (not my word, science's).


I am not sure what to name this post.


Aha. The Beginning. Perfect.