January 2, 2018
I've MOVED!
April 22, 2015
Shorts and Selling Stuff
I don't really want to talk about the shorts much, but I did take some video and pictures that I need to edit together and upload to my youtube channel. I'll get to that within the next week or so. I should probably do that today, but I'm feeling really lazy.
I've also found a way to sell some of my stuff online and get money out of it. Of course, I have shut down my storenvy shop and set up an Etsy shop instead. Its http://etsy.com/shop/RusticandRefinedTX and I have a ton of stuff on there. I've been waiting to actually start selling things from it. I mean, there's a lot of crochet stuff, but no one has bought anything yet, which sucks since I need money.
I also found this app called Yerdle. Its supposed to be like an app to get things for free, but its really not. You start out with a set amount of credits that represent money, and you can sell your stuff to people on there in exchange for credits. And you can buy things with credits, and all you have to pay for with actual money is the shipping. And none of the shipping is too bad. I just bought a $20 book that I've wanted for a while for just the $6 shipping an like 4 credits. I also sold my Junior year prom dress and shipped it off yesterday. I got 30 credits for it, and I got 25 extra credits since it was my first sale. Its awesome. I have this referral link, so that we can both get 10 extra credits if you sign up with it, by the way. https://yerdle.com/i/elizabeth-walker-88c8b8df-bac2-4afa-8cd8-48f0a9abc568
Its not a perfect app, but the concept is great and I can get rid of stuff and get stuff for a lot cheaper than I would otherwise. They're still working out the glitches, but overall its usable.
I've also got some interesting blog posts coming up. I feel like blogging right now, but its going to take me a few days to get all of the information out in an orderly manner. Bear with me!
Also, I plan on doing a live event on youtube sometime soon, since I now have the ability to do so. I'm thinking maye Monday? Or next Friday? Or perhaps Wednesday? It needs to be before 3:30. Comment here or on my youtube channel when you think it should be.
-EW
March 19, 2015
SUCH TIRED
It is going well though, as far as the play is concerned. There will be a lot of sign language in it, which makes me happy.
Today is a very rainy, dreary day. I feel like sleeping. But I can't since I'm at school. Instead, I've been sitting in the cafe above the library for the last hour and a half working on homework that is due tomorrow. I plan on working on it a little more later today and finishing it tomorrow. The rain makes me want to listen to Ed Sheeran music though, so that's what I'm currently doing. And its not helping my mood any more than the rain is. Such sad. Such tired. Andrew won't text me. Blah.
I'm super bored though.
Oh, and my bento box lunch sucked today. Plus, I couldn't finish it since I forgot a fork. So I bought a chicken salad sandwich from the cafe and I plan on getting something to drink from the vending machine in a bit.
Sorry I have been kind of missing from the internet lately. I'm just lacking inspiration for blogs and videos, plus I've been rather busy. I'll be back on track next semester if nothing else.
-EW
March 3, 2015
Auditions: Day One
I got to college early because of class today. I was here before 11:00. But my scene partner for theatre class didn't show up and probably isn't going to show up next time either. I have no clue what I'm supposed to do about that. I guess I'll memorize a monologue from the play or something between now and Thursday. This sucks.
Anyway, this means that I technically could have skipped class and it wouldn't have mattered. I could have stayed home and gotten things done. Not that I won't be getting things done at school, but just different things. At least its kinda nice outside today. Its not freezing cold like it has been. I'm sitting outside the library while I blog and brainstorm ideas for the play and eventually edit a vlog and upload it to the keeyss channel. I'm kinda tired of doing the tuesday vlogs to be honest, particularly since no one else ever posts videos anymore. But I suppose I'll do them at least every other week until summer. Then maybe everyone will get back on track. If not, we had a good run.I'm thinking about possibly doing a series of short vlogs on my main channel while I direct this play. I wanted to do that with the other play, but we were too busy. This time, I'll kinda be in charge of it, so there will be time for it.
I'm only going to have three people on my cast at the most, and one at the least, and only one character has lines. A monologue to be exact. Should be interesting.
Auditions are at 6, so wish me luck in entertaining myself until then.
Also, this morning I found out that someone is majorly encroaching on my princess business. And for a higher price and less acting and less fun stuff and less time. She doesn't even sing. I'm not very happy about this. Anyway, this means that I need to step up my princess game and blow everyone out of the water. I'm thinking that on Thursday I'm going to dress up as either Ariel or Merida (although I'm unsure about driving while wearing a corset) when I come to school, hang around campus for dead hour and take pictures with people, hand out business cards, and then see about walking around Walmart, Walgreens, etc. a little later on. Good idea or bad idea? Idk, it just sounds fun.
-EW
February 26, 2015
Catching Up on Homework and Stuff
Yesterday morning, at 9:30, we had our critique. They said a lot of good things, and their things that could use improvement were just little nit-picky things. Then we were supposed to spend that day, today, and tomorrow watching the plays of the other colleges. I watched two plays yesterday, out of the four that were performed. Oedipus Rex, which I didn't care for so much, but then again I don't really like Greek Mythology. And The House of Blue Leaves, which was a great dark comedy and their set was amazing. It was the size of a house! There was even a fridge and a couch and a stove and a television and a sink with running water! And everyone had an accent. It was hilarious but also made me feel like crying.
I went home after that. I didn't want to stay at school until the last play finished at like 11:00. And I'm not going up there today or tommorrow if I can manage it. Unless the director offers to pay for my gas there and back. I don't want to drive 45 minutes there and the same amount of time back. And try to find a way to pay for food. And gas. I use a quarter of a tank of gas each day! I kinda wish I lived closer to the college. But that's Texas for you. I'll be back at the school for the awards show on Saturday. Attending which, I might add, has cost me an Elsa gig. OPPORTUNITY COST! I lost fifty bucks by participating in this, More actually, if you count the other gigs I've had to turn down because of rehearsal.
Today, I get to spend the day catching up on the homework that I've been putting off that is due on Saturday. I hate government homework. And I get to clean the house some. Since apparently out of five people, I'm one of the only ones that does chores. I feel for the maids in the book I'm reading, The Help. Although, I know that I don't have it as bad as they did. I also know that they were way better at cleaning than I am.
I have been working more on writing Letters Home, or rewriting as it would be. I made a huge change, but its going to add a lot to my word count. I just have to take the time to write it all. After that, I'm going to see about getting an agent. I feel like I'm just diving into the deep end without knowing how to swim. That's why I'm going to get an agent. That's going to take a whole lot of weight off of my shoulders. I'm not too concerned with ever being famous, but I do want people to read the things that I write. And writing is something that I love to do and that I can do while having other jobs. Anyway, I'm hoping that I can see about sending my stuff to an agent by this summer. Aside from attempting to clean/detail my car the week after next (SPRING BREAK! WHOOT!), I plan on doing a lot of writing. I kinda miss nanowrimo because I HAD to write every single day. I want to do it again next year. I've already got a book idea going for it. I just need November to be here. But not too soon.
-EW
February 23, 2015
The Last Performance (almost) and a Day Off
"Don't cry because it's over, smile because it happened." -Dr. SeussThe dream I had last night was kind of terrifying. I dreamed that I had a younger sister. She was maybe eight years old or so. And somehow she died. And I was left to hide the fact that she ever existed. I woke up terrified and with a headache. I hate dreaming about death. And I've always wanted a little sister, so the idea of this nonexistent sister dying sucks. I was tempted to try to write a book or short story about this, but I think that might be a bit too scary. There's a reason that I'm not going into detail about the dream here. And I don't think that doing so for a story would be very nice, on my brain or the brains of readers.
I've started reading the book "Afterworlds" by Scott Westerfeld. I got a signed copy at Barnes and Noble a little while back and was putting off reading it. It is SOOOOOOOO good. Its actually like two novels in one that go back and forth every other chapter. The first and main story is of Darcy, who is a newly contracted author. She wrote her book in the month of November (NANOWRIMO!!!) and managed to get an agent and got the book bought by a publishing company. She moves to New York and starts rewriting to finish before the next November and is supposed to write a sequel. The other book is the YA fiction book that Darcy "wrote", Afterworlds. Its about death and ghosts and psychopomps and a love story. Its great, but I don't enjoy it as much as I enjoy reading about Darcy trying to write.
This book has brought me back to editing and rewriting my Nanowrimo novel, Letters Home. I want to have it sent off to an agent or publisher or both by November. That would be AMAZING. I just recently made a huge change in it though, so I have to finish the rewrites from that. In Afterworlds, Darcy says that she found out that when you write 2,000 words a day for a month, you get a 60,000 word novel. This is a lie. Even at 2667 words a day, you only get a 50,000 word novel in a month. That's the length of The Great Gatsby. This is not long enough to be a novel on its own, really. Not in the current times. You need to double that to make it good, in my opinion. Short stories are lovely, but they make the reader hate you for not writing more. Oh well. I'm going to try to do some writing today on the novel and write an essay for Theatre class and work on homework for Government class.
-EW
February 19, 2015
Opening Night!
The show starts at 7:30, but I have to be there at 6:30, which means I need to leave the house at like 5, to give myself plenty of time to get there. We have a show tonight, another tomorrow, two on Saturday, and another on Sunday. Then we have play festival next week and another performance that goes along with that. After that, I'm free for a little while, aside from two days of auditions before spring break. Then rehearsals for the short plays (one of which I'm directing!) begin after spring break.
I love Professor Skiles to death, but he does do some things as a director that I don't like. Mainly, he waits until the last minute for costume stuff. This meant that he didn't fix the low back on my dress, so I had to spend yesterday, rushing around before rehearsal, trying to find a tank top and a sports bra that were skin colored. I finally found them at walmart, but the tanktop had too high of a back. So, the two very hurried costume changes that occur backstage end up with me in tights, shorts, and a sports bra for about two minutes total. So much for modesty.
I'm really not too terribly scared about the performance though. Not yet anyway. An hour beforehand might be a different story. A lot of people that I know are coming to see this play. I'm not sure which night everyone is going to be there, but that doesn't matter so much. My parents and brothers will be there tonight. So will Sarah and possibly her family, though I'm not sure about that. My spanish teacher from high school was supposedly interested in coming, as was my theatre teacher. Ellen might be coming, though I'm not sure. Andrew might be coming one night. And some of the people that work with my parents will probably be coming too! Its crazy!!!
Yesterday, after I finished getting costume stuff, I cooled down by going thrift shopping in a couple of the shops in our town. I was mainly looking for books, and I found two. One is "Eat Pray Love", which looked like it might be good. That may be because I like books about food and travel and finding yourself though. Like Julie and Julia. I also found a new translation of the bible. New to me, though not too new in general. Its "The Message//Remix". I like it, although its not strict interpretation of the scripture. Its more like the bible put into common, everyday language. A little earlier, I was looking through it and found this verse:
Clear the slate, God, so we can start the day fresh!
Keep me from stupid sins,
from thinking I can take over your work;
Then I can start this day sun-washed,
scrubbed clean of the grime of sin.
February 5, 2015
The Painted Girls: A Review
The book is based on a work of the artist Edgar Degas, the little dancer of fourteen years. The sculpture is of a ballet girl, Marie van Goethem. About half way through the book, I ended up looking up the sculpture to see what the main character was supposed to look like, and I was surprised that the facial features of the figure are more masculine and, as said in the book, "ape-like" than what I would have expected. The sculpture is made of wax, which was more of a temporary medium. The tutu, hair, and hair ribbon are real though, although the hair is covered in wax to preserve it. There are apparently many replicas that have been made and the tutus of the replicas vary. The actual sculpture resides in Washington DC at the national gallery of art, if I'm not mistaken. I think it would be neat to go and see it some day. That is one of the few reasons that I would ever want to go to Washington DC.
Anyway, this book tells the tale of two ballet girls who were sisters, Marie and Antoinette van Goethem. I don't want to give to much away from the plot, but these two girls in the book have a rough life. They go through extreme poverty and abuse and all kinds of terrible things. Antoinette doesn't make it far as a ballet girl and circumstances cause... Never mind. There's just too much that I could give away by saying anything about the plot.
This book is really unique in both that it is written about an existing character and that it is written from the perspectives from both of the main characters. The chapters go back and forth between Marie and Antoinette telling what is happening. Unlike many books with this style of storytelling, this book doesn't get boring in constantly re-telling the same events in different perspectives. There is also another layer of interest added to this book because it takes place in Paris in the 1870s and has a lot to do with ballet and the opera. There were quite a few words that I had to look up, but I am all for this! I love when an author actually uses the proper language when discussing a subject matter. In the Acknowledgements, it is obvious that this author did her research.
I'd give this book a 4 of 5 stars, just because I felt like I needed a background with ballet to fully understand parts of it. There were also a few pages here and there that were just blah and I felt myself just skimming it, not really taking in the words. It was a very wordy book. But if you can get past that, its fantastic. I would definitely reccomend this book to someone interested in Opera or Ballet or dance of any sort. Or even someone interested in famous artists, since that plays a large part in the plot also. Happy reading!
-EW
February 3, 2015
Into the Woods
My day started at 7:00 this morning, when I rolled over and tried to go back to sleep when my parents left the house. And then, thirty minutes later, my alarm went off. Just a little while back, my phone charger died, so my mom bought me a new one. Sadly, it doesn't reach to my bunk, like the last one did. So, to turn off my alarm, I have to actually get out of bed now. It sucks. But I suppose that its good, since I'll be getting out of bed faster than I normally would. I did spend an excess amount of time on my phone today though, which meant that I had showered and gotten dressed, but not packed or done my hair or makeup with 30 minutes until I needed to leave the house. And, in all of this rush, I remembered my water bottle and my cup of tea, but forgot half of my lunch. I made it to school and then to class though.
Class today consisted of rehearsing a scene a few times with a classmate, Gigi, who is this gorgeous dancer, about a year younger than me at the most. I swear, she makes me feel like an ogre who was dressed by a colorblind grandma. She's fabulous and her clothes make her look like she belongs in a magazine or something. She's not a bad actress either. After rehearsing, we performed along with a bunch of other groups in front of the class and received a bit of a critique for the scene. We perform again on Thursday, but for a grade.
After class, I retreated to my car and enjoyed a solitary lunch of crackers and salami slices and water and a granola bar. I spent at least two hours in the car, reading and playing ukulele and texting Andrew. At that point, it was getting too cold to stay in the car and I didn't feel like starting the car to warm it up, so I walked across campus to the cafe above the library, where I am now. I spent an hour or so writing. I've gotten almost 7 pages handwritten of the newest novel idea that I have. I'm kinda wandering around in the story idea, blindly trying to figure out what happens next and what has already happened.
Think of when you were an unborn infant. You couldn't see anything, but at some point, you became aware that you existed. Your brain had formed to the point that you could respond to external stimulus like your parents' voices and whatnot. But you're still kind of in the dark, so you're feeling around with your unborn hands and feet, trying to figure out what your existence is. And suddenly one day you get born and you have this whole new universe to explore and figure out, but you kind of have people to guide you along the way. I'm still at that point of unborn curiosity with my story. I don't understand much of anything, I just know that the story is there and that something is happening with it. I'm trying to get to the point where the writing will really start and the ideas will really start forming a definite outline of a story. Did that make any sense?
I think I might have to get some kind of snack from the snack machine some time soon. Stupid self. Why did I have to leave half of my lunch at home?
In other news, I went to see Into The Woods this weekend with Sarah and spent some time afterwards at the mall. I have fallen in love with the musical again. I watched a video of the onstage version when I was in high school in theatre class. I loved it, but everyone else in my class hated it, or at least acted like it. People in college don't hate it though. We go around singing and listening to the songs during rehearsals. I'VE FOUND MY PEOPLE. I've got the soundtrack and have been listening to it in my car as I go back and forth from school. I get to listen to it basically one and a half times each day, approximately. My favorite song has to be Agony. Or maybe just the part of Into the Woods with little red riding hood. Or the part on the stairs of the palace. There are lots of little parts that I like more than the whole.
OMG. There's a janitor/custodian lady who is cleaning up right where I am. Apparently, sweeping right by/under people's feet is okay now. Or maybe I'm rude for not being somewhere else. Idk. Its an awkward thing. Sorry.
Oh well. I'm probably going to go to the theatre building in a little bit and watch a movie on my laptop or memorize lines or write or read or listen to music or something.
-EW
February 2, 2015
Highlights and A Book Review
Malala Yousafzai is the girl who was shot in the head by islamic terrorists a while back and ended up surviving. This book is her retelling of the events and those before and after in her life.
Let me start off by correcting myself to some extent. Something that Malala states in her book is that she doesn't want to be known as the girl who was shot by terrorists. The whole reason that she was targeted was that Malala was an activist who spoke out for girls education. You see, Malala's father ran a school in Pakistan, where they lived. This school was special because it allowed for girls who lived nearby to get an education in a world where most girls stayed at home until they were married off. Malala loved school and, as the book tells, was quite good at it.
However, there came a time when girls were now banned from attending school. This was because of the terrorists that were in control of the country. It became dangerous for a female to even go out in the streets without her whole body covered and a man by her side. Many were beaten to death and even shot because of this. Still, Malala and her father worked to let girls be able to get an education.
Malala ended up doing interviews and a blog and other things speaking out for girls rights to education. This, of course, did not please the Taliban, which is why she and her father became targets and Malala was shot on the school bus on the way home from school on October 9th, 2012.
Her story didn't end there, though. Malala spent quite some time in the hospital, going through surgeries and getting better. And none of this hindered her from wanting to work for children everywhere to get an education. She speaks about it and has written books about her story. She was even awarded a nobel peace prize in 2014!
This book tells her story, and it is a really inspiring and eye opening story. She was just a normal kid, but she's made a huge impact. I ended up reading the "young readers version", which is put into language that can be understood by a fourth or fifth grader. There is more than one version of the book. My version had pictures in it also. I'd give this book a 4.5 out of 5 stars. It would probably be appropriate for someone in fifth grade or older. It was really interesting to read her story and know more about it than was told in the news. I'd recommend this book to a younger reader. I would say to be warned that some of this book deals with very serious, scary issues though.
I enjoyed it and I hope you do to, if you choose to read it. My next review will probably be of the book "Painted Girls".
-EW
January 29, 2015
WRITING AND STUFF
While I haven't been blogging much, I have been writing. I'm editing my novel bit by bit. I'm also kinda looking into getting an agent. My mom thinks that she can act as my agent or I can act as my own agent, but I'm not sure that I'll be taken as seriously that way. I really want to be published by random house or penguin or scholastic. Like, those are the publishers that you see in book stores most often. I want my book to be one that actually ends up in stores, not one that you have to order online, which means I need one of those. And agents only take 15% of what you make, which isn't too bad. Finding one is going to be the issue, particularly since I'm a new author and I'm so young and that this is kind of a new concept for a book. Ransom Riggs is the only author that I know of that has used old pictures in his books before now. I'm kinda so freaked out about thinking that I'll never be published that I'm constantly putting off editing the book. Plus, editing is not fun at all.
But back to the writing. I'm starting on another novel right now. I had this idea a couple of days ago (won't spoil it for you yet!) and just kinda wrote down a short paragraph about it in a notebook that I have dedicated to such things. Shortly afterward, I watched a lifetime dramatization of J.K. Rowling's life story and how she wrote the books kind of out of order and was living off of welfare at the time. She ended up buying a typewriter and typing it up at the request of her friend for her to finish the first book. And within three years, she was a published author and one of the richest women of our time. I thought it was an incredibly inspiring story, since I want so badly to be an author and to improve my standing. I don't want to live with my family forever. And writing and acting are my two passions, honestly. At least, at this point they are. So, I took the idea from the movie of writing the story by hand first. The woman had already written the last chapter of the last book before she had finished the first one! I figured that if Rowling could write out of order, so could I. So, I grabbed a couple of blank spiral notebooks and got started. I swear, each page is about a different thing. Some of them are notes and some are actual parts of the story. But its not that hard for me to keep going when I can write whatever part I want to. I can work on making them fit together correctly later on when I'm typing it up. There's a certain freedom to it. I don't have to worry about losing an idea because it belongs later on in the story.
I love writing by hand, too. I have this fantastic pen that I've been using. I don't get favourite pens often, but I love this one. Its green, of all colors, but I love writing with it. Its a "Frixion clicker" made by pilot. Its an erasable pen, so heat makes the ink fade, but I don't plan on getting the notebook warm. I keep it with me pretty much all the time. Plus, if it does fade, I can stick it in the freezer and bring it back to being at least partially visible. I need more of these pens. I could even use them in my theatre stuff since they're erasable. Pencil is safer though, for theatre. I plan to keep writing on this book this semester. I'm still stuck for the plot points, but plots have always been my downfall, endings especially. I get a beginning and then I get stuck. I do have a general idea of this one though, I just need to make sure that it doesn't go too fast, and I would love to make some smaller plots to go in and twist around the bigger one. I swear, I am full of words!
Late last week, my right eye started swellinf up for no apparent reason. I've gotten styes before (kinda like an eye pimple), but its been a long time since I had one. As it turns out, that's what it was. I've been taking anti-inflammatory meds (advil, naproxen sodium, whatever you want to call it) and using special eye drops and warm compress and all that. I think the thing that bothers me the most is not being able to wear contacts. I never realized how much I don't like wearing glasses. I feel like my clothes and hair and makeup don't look as good when I'm wearing them and that people are judging me harshly for it. Most of this is just my imagination being horrible, but I hate it nonetheless. I feel like that second grader that just got glasses and thinks people will make fun of them for it. In reality, it doesn't really matter, as long as I can see. But I've been so needlessly self conscious this week, which is ridiculous, since I've gotten more complements this week than I have in a while. A complement on my Elsa shirt yesterday. And on my combat boots the day before. And on my ukulele today (well, I think it was a complement, It was shouted from a car while I was in the parking lot, so I didn't hear it well). Self image is so weird. And today I went out of my way to make sure that I wore something that I felt pretty in, and that I made my hair and makeup look good. Today has been a good day as far as looks are concerned. I also just realized a few minutes ago that the skirt I'm wearing today would work really well for a 10th doctor genderbend cosplay. I just need a red tie, a blue collared shirt, red converse, and a trenchcoat. Rocking the pinstripes. *insert flirty wink and finger guns here*
Did that even make any sense?
I woke up yesterday with a sore throat and even though I've overwhelmed my body with vitamin C and other healthy things, its worse today. And the fact that I talk a lot because of theatre and sing a lot since I'm, well, me hasn't helped. THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING. I have a play to be performing in less than a month! Speaking of which, if you live in the area, you should totally come see it. I'll be performing it quite a few times. And if you're a blog reader that I don't know personally, you could totally come up and say hi afterward. Like a mini, not-at-all-even-slightly-famous-person meet and greet. I'll give more details about it a little later. Its during the last couple of weeks in February.
God, I've written a lot. And I've only been sitting here like 30 minutes. It took me that long to get blogger to load on my computer before that. I guess I just have all these words clogged up in me from not really talking to anyone all day. And with the caffeine on top of that. Andrew was away, so I haven't talked to him. Sarah's busy with whatever. Mom has been at work. I don't talk much to people at college. I just needed to talk. Thank you, blog reader, for being here so I can pour my soul out to you.
I swear, I will eventually be doing book reviews. I have one book read already, waiting for me to review it. And I'm in the process of reading two others.
Almost time for play rehearsal. TTYL!
-EW
January 22, 2015
The one where it rained
Hey ladies and gents! I'm finally back to the blog. I think I'm going to blog on Tuesdays and Thursdays when I stay at school all day. I get here at 11, and after an hour of class, I'm free until like 6:30/7-ish.
Today is a very cold, rainy day. It didn't seem like it, but it started raining on the way to college. The cold followed. I got to use the gigantic umbrella that my Pawpaw put in my car a little while back. The thing is, it makes me look incredibly tiny, like the Morton's salt girl and her umbrella or something.
I'm currently sitting in the cafe above the library, trying to be warm. My lunch was mostly warm, and I have a hoodie. But I didn't think and ended up wearing flats instead of my boots, so my feet and the bottom of my pants legs are soaked. Oh well. Maybe I'll have a cup of coffee a little later to help me warm up.
I'm sitting on the floor, since all the tables are taken, which sucks. I've got my laptop and kindle and a couple of dvds and a book to keep me busy today. If the rain lets up a little, I may go fetch my uke from the car and sit outside and play and sing. Maybe I'll find a place under an awning or cover of some sort. I'm listening to "Good Morning Sunshine" by Alex Day in hopes of driving the clouds away with happy, warm thoughts.
I was actually planning on writing a review for the book that I read the other day, but I really don't feel like it. Maybe I'll do that tomorrow or Tuesday. I should also probably work on memorizing lines or editing my book. Eeeew. Oh well.
I'll talk to you all later, I guess. Stay warm! :)
-EW
January 16, 2015
Happy Friday
I started watching Friends as soon as I found out that it was on Netflix. I'm on like season 4 or 5. I binge watch this show, and its fantastic.
I made it to school and back without any problems yesterday. Of course, I suck at parking, so I looked like a fool. I pulled in the space crooked and when I tried to fix it it got worse, so I just stopped trying. I was technically in the space, which is really all that matters.
I actually did film a youtube video yesterday, I just didn't get to edit and upload it. I plan on doing that today. I also have to write a bio about myself to go in the playbill for the show and send it to the director. I should also start working on the first couple of assignments for my two classes that I'm taking this semester.
I feel like I am being the most boring person in all of bloggerdom right now. Oh well. Check on my youtube channel in a little while for a new video.
-EW
January 15, 2015
On My Own
I got up at 7:30 this morning. I showered and got dressed and organized some stuff and rented the one textbook that I need for government class this semester (Biology class got cancelled, but its whatever).
I am absolutely starving and there's nothing to eat for breakfast unless I want to make scrambled eggs or muffins, which I'm too lazy to actually do. Or I could eat trix cereal without milk. Or club crackers. Maybe I'll just buy a candy bar or something when I get to the college. And when I get home at like 1:30, I can scrounge around for actual food to eat.
Sorry I haven't been blogging. This week has been super busy and I've been so tired. I have had play rehearsal every night this week so far. I don't have practice again until Tuesday, thank goodness. Its from 7 to 10 each night that we have it, and I have to leave at 6 or earlier to get there in time and I get back at like 11. I scarf down food and go to bed immediately. I suppose it will be better when I manage to get into a routine.
I have to have something to eat. Maybe I'll vlog or something today when I get home. I missed tuesday's vlog for keeyss, but I should have one for next week.
-EW
January 7, 2015
HAPPY NEW YEAR! I'M BACK!
As far as what has been happening since the beginning of November, I guess I owe you an update. First of all, I finished the first draft of my novel. I still need to finish editing it, but I hate editing. The clothing month of Seven ended a little early, but it went pretty well. No real spiritual revelations from it though. This month is the month of Seven in which we give away 7 items each day. I'm kinda ahead, but I'm getting rid of a bunch of books and clothes, so that's why. In other news, I failed my driving test because of parallel parking. I know exactly how I went wrong, its just that the lady at the dps was a total jerkbag and freaked me out before the test started by telling me that my insurance went out that day. I cried as soon as I hit the little rubber post thing in front of the car and cried until I was half way home. My next test is next week on Tuesday, so be praying that I get it right this time.
I really need my licence because I won't have another way to get to and from school. Sarah is taking a semester off, so she won't be driving me. Plus, I've got play rehearsal every weekday from 6 to 9. YES, I AUDITIONED FOR A PLAY AND GOT THE LEAD ROLE. And I kinda need to get a job of some sort to help pay for college stuff. I'm looking at this semester and at least one more, probably two at lonestar, then going off to SHSU. And spending money would be nice too.
I think my first real job should be either around books, coffee, or craft supplies. Because my college is close to a few stores like this, it shoudn't be too horribly difficult. There's Hobby Lobby, which would be great because they pay great, or at least so I've heard. And working at Barnes and Noble or Half Price Books would be awesome because I would get to be around books. I love books. Like, I just re-organized my bookshelf a couple days ago and it looks awesome. I'm not sure if I would be able to work at a coffee shop though. I'm afraid that I can't remember enough or understand people taking well enough to take orders, which would put me cleaning tables and sweeping floors, which would suck. Idk. We'll see how that goes.
I started watching Friends on Netflix a couple of days ago. I'm already like 6 episodes into season 2. I love this show. And it makes me want coffee. So I've had a cup of coffee each day that I watch it. And it makes me miss the 90s. And I also relate to the characters a lot right now. Three of them have almost no income. Like, the jobs that they do aren't significant enough to make a decent amount of money. And I'm a lot like Rachel in that I'm all about making sure that I get what I want and working hard for it. I'm a lot like Pheobe sometimes because I can be really silly and ditsy. And I'm quite a bit like Monica in that I can freak out about things really easily.
Anyway, I've got to do some cleaning. See you probably tomorrow or something.
-EW
December 25, 2014
Merry Christmas! Here's a Disney Princess Christmas Story that I wrote tonight!
Elsa and Anna were in the kitchen, decorating cookies and cupcakes for tomorrow's Christmas party. Or rather, Elsa was decorating them and trying to keep Anna from eating them all. "Anna, stop eating all of the gingerbread men," screamed Elsa. Anna took her most recent cookie to the other side of the counter filled with desserts and nibbled off another limb from the cookie person. "If you eat too many today, I won't let you have any tomorrow," she threatened. Normally this would have struck fear in Anna's heart, or rather her stomach. However, she had already heard this several times today. It was nothing but words by now. "I'm just wondering how such a tiny girl can eat so many cookies and cupcakes!" Jasmine exclaimed from her chair in the corner. "You could help, you know..." Tiana said, wiping sweat from her brow. The kitchen was overwhelmingly hot with all of the burners on the stove going constantly and the oven with something new coming out or going in every few minutes. Tiana worked around Elsa and Anna, attempting to prepare all of the food that would be needed for the next day. Belle rushed around, trying to stay out of everyone's way but also fetching ingredients for the various dishes that Tiana was making. Jasmine sat in the corner the whole time. She didn't think that preparing food was a job for a princess, and refused to help out anywhere else.
Ariel and Merida had been put in charge of decorations inside of the house, which meant that there were lots of miscellaneous items in with the actual decorations: Silverware in the wreaths, Elsa's favorite hair comb on the Christmas tree, and LOTS of paper cutouts of snowflakes and fish and dresses and paper dolls strewn around the house, which they had just learned how to make. Then they went to each of the tables in the Castle and spread out tiny fake snowflakes and glitter, and hung mistletoe in every doorway. They ran wild through the castle, playing games and singing Christmas carols as they decorated. "OOH, LOOK AT THIS SHINY THINGAMABOB!" Ariel shrieked. "Aye, that's Jasmine's bracelets," Merida explained. With a giggle, she took them and hung them in the wreath on Jasmine's bedroom door. "She's gonna be sooooo mad," Merida said, "but its gonna be soooo funny!"
Snow White, Aurora, and Cinderella had enlisted the help of the animals in the forest behind the castle to help them put up the outdoor Christmas decorations. There were birds of every size and color going around, helping the princesses hang lights on the house. The teamwork was certainly making the job get done much faster. A fawn investigated a large lighted reindeer figure in the yard and squirrels scurried along the various levels of the castle roof, playing with one another. Mulan, Rapunzel, and Olaf ran around in the yard, making snow angels and snowmen with the little bit of snow that had fallen that morning, but was already starting to melt. Soon enough, a snowball fight broke out, and a few stray snowballs caused the decorating to be put on hold for a short while.
Soon enough, the sun had set and all of the princesses hurried back inside the house. Their work finally finished, they donned their pajamas sat around the huge fireplace and drank hot cocoa together while telling of their favorite Christmas memories. "This one time, when we were little kids," Anna said, "Elsa and I got dolls that looked like us for Christmas. Elsa absolutely loved hers, but I kept stealing it from her because I thought it was prettier. Finally, I decided to just steal it one night when she was sleeping. I took it and replaced it with mine. I kept it for almost three days before she saw me with it and demanded to have it back." She finished her story with a bunch of giggles, and Elsa started doing the same. "You always did like my toys more than yours," Elsa sighed. The girls quieted a bit and Tiana spoke up. "Well gals, I think we should probably all head to bed," She announced. "We've got a long day ahead of us, so we're gonna need the shuteye. Plus, we have to be asleep if we want Santa Claus to visit!" All of the girls jumped out of their seats, almost simultaneously, Ariel almost spilling her hot chocolate on Merida in the process.
One by one, they all entered their bedrooms and tucked themselves into bed. Soon, all of them were asleep, or at least close to it. Anna, however, was restless. She tossed and turned and attempted to fluff up her pillow. She just couldn't get comfortable. Not only that, she was too excited about tomorrow to focus on getting to sleep. There would be tons of presents underneath the giant Christmas tree in the living room of Cinderella's castle. They would probably take an hour to actually open them all. Of course, there would be some for each princess and some for the princes and friends like Olaf and Sven and Flounder and Mushu and everyone. And they would open them all at the Christmas party tomorrow. Well, she would probably convince Elsa to let her open one of her gifts in the morning. Just one wouldn't hurt. People from all over would come to the castle for the Christmas celebration: The family of all of the princesses, friends, neighbors, and even people who lived in Cinderella's kingdom. People from as far away as New Orleans, where Tiana was from, might even be there! It was an exciting thought, and it was keeping Anna awake.
Fed up with being unable to sleep, Anna finally got up and made her way to the kitchen, guided only by the smell of cookies and the lamp from her bedside table. When she reached her destination, she saw made her way to the cabinet to get a glass and have some milk. When she turned around, she found Merida standing beside her and Ariel standing in the doorway with a lamp in her hand and a chocolate chip cookie in her mouth. "You two can't sleep either?" Merida asked. Ariel's shoulders slumped and Anna nodded. "Well, I suppose we all had the same idea," Anna said, pulling three glasses from the cabinet and pouring milk into them. She pulled a tray of cookies closer and offered them to the other two girls. They sat there in silence, munching on cookies and drinking milk when they all heard an odd noise coming from the hallway. They all looked up, confused as to what might have happened. "Maybe a dinglehopper fell off of the tree," Ariel said. "Or maybe someone is trying to get into the castle!" Anna whispered loudly. "I'm thinkin' it'd be in our best interests to go investigate," Merida said. She picked up the nearest lantern and turned it up as bright as it would go, before stepping out of the kitchen. Anna and Ariel looked at each other for a moment. "Well are ya comin' or not?" Merida exclaimed, peeking back inside the room. The other two girls scurried to follow her, Anna taking a handful of cookies with her and Ariel arming herself with a fork that had been laying on the table.
All seemed to be normal as they made their way down the corridors, peeking inside of all of the rooms and finding nothing wrong. They stopped just outside of the living room. Merida pointed to the shadows on the wall. "We'll go in on the count of three," she whispered to the other two. Merida drew her bow and loaded it with an arrow, then whispered, "One, two... three!" Three princesses jumped out and into the doorway, Merida pointing her arrow into the center of the room, Ariel holding the fork in the air above her head, and Anna holding up a cookie, ready to throw it. At the noise, a man in a bright red suit looked up from setting gifts under the Christmas tree. Startled, Anna released the cookie from her hand, only to have it fly through the air and hit him on the head. He fell over with a loud THUD. "ANNA!" Merida and Ariel yelled in unison. Merida ran up to the huge man with the white beard and the red suit. His eyes were closed, but he seemed to be okay, aside from a bump on his head. "Sorry," Anna said. "Is he okay?" "Yes," Merida replied, "but jus' barely. Ya knocked him clean out with that cookie!" Ariel picked the cookie up from the floor and exclaimed, "Wow, this cookie is really burnt!"
The three princesses stood there, trying to figure out what to do about their current situation. "Who is going to deliver all of the gifts to people all over the world now," Ariel asked Anna. Merida paced back and forth for a few moments, thinking. Finally, she stopped and clapped her hands together. "WE WILL!" Ariel and Anna looked at each other and then back at Merida, both of them wondering if she had gone mad. "Wake up the other princesses," Merida told them. "We'll all have to deliver them. And tell Cindy to call the fairy godmother. Maybe she can help us out." Ariel and Anna disappeared in a flash to do as they were told.
Soon enough the living room was filled with tired princesses, rubbing their eyes and yawning and talking with each other. Merida climbed up on the huge mantle above the fireplace and yelled for all of them to be quiet. "Ladies! We have a problem," She explained. "Earlier tonight, there was a mishap involving a certain princess and Santa Claus. And because of this accident, Santa is now sleeping underneath the Christmas tree!" Everyone looked around and Elsa glared at Anna. Anna shrugged gave Elsa a look that said "it was an accident". Merida continued her speech. "Thanks to the fairy godmother and the mice that live in Cindy's castle, we now have six sleighs with flying reindeer and bags full of presents. We will split into teams of two, and each take a bag of gifts, a list of names, and a map. We have to be done by MIDNIGHT, ladies! That gives us THREE HOURS to finish St. Nick's job for him. At midnight, the sleighs will turn back into trees and the reindeer will turn back into mice. Am I clear?" All of the princesses nodded and some of them said yes. The next instant, they were all out the door and piling into the magical sleighs that the fairy godmother had whipped up in the front yard. With shots of magic dust from her magic wand, she guided each of them in the right direction and they were off!
As Elsa and Anna flew over Canada, Elsa lectured Anna about being more careful. "This whole thing could have been avoided if you wouldn't eat so many cookies," Elsa said. "Yeah, but you have to admit that it is a whole lot of fun!" Anna yelled over the sound of snow and wind rushing past them. Elsa laughed and shook her head. She loved her sister, but she could be absolutely crazy sometimes. Elsa took the reins from Anna and landed them on the next rooftop. Anna had a habit of crashing or landing a bit too hard. With a blast of her ice powers, Elsa whisked up the gifts and sent them down the chimney, where they landed safely underneath the Christmas tree in the house. Anna marked another name off of the list and they took off into the sky again.
A little south of them, Tiana and Aurora flew through the skies over Florida and Louisiana and finally Texas. Aurora spent most of the time admiring the scenery. "You mean to tell me that you've never been to the states before?" Tiana questioned. Aurora shook her head and grabbed the presents for the next house. Without even landing, they dropped the gifts off into the chimney of the next house and they flew into place under the tree, hovering for a few moments before settling down on the floor. "This pixie dust that Miss Godmother gave us sure is some fancy stuff," Tiana exclaimed as she marked another two names off of their list.
After flying over France and several other countries, Belle and Cinderella were the first to return to the castle. As they landed their reindeer turned back into mice and the sleigh returned to being a tree as soon as they got out of it. The fairy godmother was standing in the doorway of the castle and watching as names were ticked off of a long paper list. "Wonderful job," she told the two princesses, and returned to watching the list. "Wow, we're almost half way through with the names on the list," Belle exclaimed. "Yes, but we only have an hour left," Cinderella said, looking at the clock in the front hall of the castle.
A little while later, almost all of the princesses were back at the castle. Rapunzel and Snow White knew Europ and Russia like the back of their hands, so they arrived shortly after Belle and Cinderella. Even Mulan and Jasmine had finished their deliveries in Asia. There were now only a few minutes left before Merida and Ariel would be stuck in South America with nothing but a herd of mice and a tree to help them deliver the remaining gifts. Anna paced back and forth nervously and the rest of the princesses sat staring out the window in the living room that looked out at the huge yard. "Two minutes left," the fairy godmother announced. Anna felt so nervous that she was afraid that she might throw up. She would be biting her nails, but Elsa was likely to yell at her if she did so. By this time, Santa was finally awake and the princesses had explained the accident. He thanked them for his efforts and was packing up his sleigh to go find Merida and Ariel in case they didn't make it back in time.
Just as the clock in the front hall of the castle was chiming midnight, there was a noise that made all of the princesses turn and rush to the window. Flying through the sky, no, falling, were Merida and Ariel and a pack of tiny mice. They landed roughly on the snow and all of the princesses jumped up and ran outside to greet them. There was hugging and yelling and jumping and laughing. Santa Claus and the fairy godmother stood back and smiled. "Thanks for all the help," he finally told them all. There were shouts in response of "No problem!" and "It was fun!". "I hate to leave so soon," he said, heading toward his sleigh, "but Mrs. Claus is expecting me home soon!" They all looked up at the sky as he flew away, "Merry Christmas!". All of the princesses shouted back to him, "Merry Christmas, Santa!".
The next morning, happy princesses rushed down the stairs in their prettiest dresses to admire the beautiful Christmas tree and the mountain of gifts underneath it. Soon enough, the doorbell was ringing and tons of people were rushing about, piling more gifts under the tree and grabbing food from the kitchen. Prince Eric was led around the castle by Ariel, who wanted to show him all of the beautiful decorations that they had put up, even if most of them were cutlery. Merida was chasing her little brothers around and trying to keep them from eating ALL of the Christmas cookies. Sven and Olaf found a nice place to sit by the fireplace and talk to the other guests. Tiana and Naveen were singing Cajun Christmas songs and Snow White was taking turns dancing with the seven dwarves and the prince. Elsa created a skating rink in the ballroom for the little kids from the kingdom that had come to the Christmas party.
At the end of the night, Elsa looked at Anna and smiled. "I guess you didn't mess things up too bad, huh?" The sisters hugged and were soon joined by Merida, then all of the other princesses. It hadn't been a perfect Christmas, but it had certainly been the best one so far.
-Elizabeth Walker
December 4, 2014
I'm back
This morning, I decided to start putting together my acting resume for theatre class that is due on Tuesday. I'm kicking myself for not posting on my blog or on Facebook what plays I was in. I should never just trust my memory with these things. So, I'm facebooking people to try and track down the names of the plays I was in during high school and the roles that I played. SO DIFFICULT.
In other news, We're on to the second month of Seven. This month, I have 7(ish) items of clothing that I can wear. 2 tank tops. 2 long sleeve shirts. 2 pairs of jeans. 2 pairs of shoes. And jackets and my belt and one of my headbands don't count. The main exception is days I have to dress differently because of like the princess stuff and whatnot. Its going pretty good so far. Much easier than giving up food.
Oh, yeah. And there's that whole reason I stopped blogging in the first place. NANOWRIMO. I FREAKING DID IT. I wrote 50,000 words, AKA my first draft, in a month. I've got a lot of editing to do, and hopefully I can get it to be a bit longer. But I'm still happy. I've never written the first draft of a novel before. I'm totally going to do the same thing next year.
I'm also auditioning for a play on Tuesday. Its about the holocaust and Anne Frank and all that. The play is next semester, and rehearsals start in January, but the auditions are on the same day as my theatre final exam (which is a mock audition).
Also, I'm going to be doing the 12 days of Christmas this year on my youtube channel. Some kind of video for 12 days in a row. Some covers and probably a montage and a music video. Maybe a vlog or two. Should be fun.
Well, I don't really feel like blogging much right now, so I'm going to get back to actually being productive. Kind of.
-EW
November 6, 2014
Unspoken Hiatus
Speaking of that, I'm currently more than 9000 (OVER 9000!!!) words into my novel and its getting harder to write. But I've surpassed my daily word count goal every day so far. I only have one class today, so I'm going to work on my book even more. I do better writing at night than I do in the mornings though. I plan on taking some time to do word sprints today though, which should help me get ahead.
In other news, Seven is going okay. I'm not cheating as much this week as I did the first week. Mainly because I have less chance to. Mom reminded me yesterday that we're almost half way through with the first month! This will probably have been the hardest month for both of us. Not that the other months will be easy by any means. And I feel like God keeps pointing out that I need to be finding a way to meet people's needs and minister to them, but I really don't know how to do that. I can't just hop in the car and go find homeless people at the moment. Not to mention, doing it on my own wouldn't be safe. Oh well. He has a plan, and I'll figure it out eventually.
On the business front, I've been doing decently, particularly since Elsa joined the princess gang. I've done one party and I have another one on the 15th. I've also got those weekends in Old Town Spring coming up in December. Then I've got vendor events for Jamberry and Lizzie's Luxuries. I've been prepping gift jars for sale at the next ones. People liked them and bought all the ones I had ready at the Tarkington Round Up. I'm waiting for my bulk orders of stuff to come in the mail though. Today I have to order a container of 72 pairs of nail clippers. I ordered cuticle pushers and nail files yesterday. I just need money in the bank before I can order everything else. I'm also going to be offering a version of the gift jars on my website, http://lizardbreath.storenvy.com. I'm going to try and put them up today or tomorrow.
I think that's basically everything that's going on in my life right now. Everything that y'all need to know about anyway. I'll see about updating you again next week. Now I'm off to do homework and writing and business stuff.
-EW
October 31, 2014
Cheater Cheater Pumpkin Eater
About a week ago, John brought home a Sunny D that he didn't want. Well, I haven't had that since I was a little kid. And its been in the fridge. And it says it goes out on November 4. So, I'm having a wheat english muffin and sunny d for breakfast. I did really good yesterday and the rest of this week though. I'll read my bible more today. I'll pray more. I just needed something. Here's to you, Sunny D.
If you haven't noticed yet, its Halloween. I have nothing to do today that is Halloween related. No party or anything to go to. Instead, I'll probably spend the day listening to 1989 over and over, working on homework, doing last minute nanowrimo prep, and editing a music video. And maybe I'll knit some. Or crochet. Or both. I need to build up some more stock for the thing on December 5 at the school. Gosh, its almost November and December. Wow.
I'm really no where near as prepared as I should be for NaNoWriMo. But I've got some ideas and notes. I've got the pictures. And I've got my support team of parents, friends, and people on social media. I'm going to try and get up early tomorrow morning (I'm not staying up until midnight to start writing) and start writing. I'm just afraid that I'm going to sit there and not be able to think of anything for hours upon hours with no end.I fear writers block. AAAAAAAH!!!!
I should probably go do something productive. HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
-EW
October 30, 2014
SO HAPPY

Yesterday, I didn't cheat at all. Even though I ended up going to the church Fall Festival, which meant that I was around a lot of candy. For a while, I was the oldest person in costume, which was odd, but Sarah joined me after a while. And John certainly had fun. He went as Legolas from Lord of the Rings and I went as Snow White. Sarah was a flamenco dancer. It wasn't super fun, but it was better than staying home, doing nothing. Plus, I got some video to make a montage/music video with. Just for fun.
Andrew stopped by yesterday and gave me the ren fest tickets. Of course, there were also some complications with when we were going. Things happened, and now we're going on the 29th, which is the last weekend. But at least we still get to go. Anyway, it was nice to see Andrew again. Yesterday was the first time we've seen each other since we were both in high school. It was fun. I feel like I cheated him out of conversation though. I got nervous and shy and hardly spoke the entire time, I'm ridiculous. I need better social skills, big time. I'm horrible at talking to people, particularly those that I don't see all the time or that I'm rather fond of.The other day, I got Taylor Swift's new album, 1989. I love it. My favorite song is probably "Blank Space". But I like all of the songs. I've been listening to nothing but that cd ever since I got it. I just love it too much.
Do you ever have one of those days where you just feel like you look amazing? I'm having one of those days. Maybe its the red lipstick and my favorite boots. And this makes me twice as happy as I already was.
ALSO, I got news this morning that the people from Old Town Spring (Not Kudos this time, but the actual OTS people, I think) want us to come back and be the face characters this year. We as in Hannah and me and a few others. It would be on Saturdays and/or Sundays from 1 to 4 and we'd get payed by the hour. SO EXCITED!!!!!!!! I haven't told my mom yet, but whatever.
I should probably get started with some homework. I'm trying to get ahead to make nanowrimo easier.
-EW

