I’ve finished my first novel, and it feels good to get it off my shoulders. A 3-year project, and it’s now complete! I hope to send it into a publisher this month before Christmas.
Right now I’m typing the whole thing up… best part, right? Haha… not really. Intermingling poetry too, to add to the story.
The other competition is over and done with, and we had another today.
After a long drive, we arrived in a ‘country-region’ of Nebraska. We were having a competition, and had the possibility of going to the state competition. Well… that went down the drain. The judges absolutely loved the performance, and I was a bit nervous as usual, but the play came together perfectly. Everyone did a great job! Well – sitting at home, tired, and not so enthusiastic in my writing, one can probably guess the outcome of our play. We got 3rd Place. “Wait… that doesn’t make sense!” Nope, the only thing that kept us from runner-up or 1st place was going over-time. If you go over 30 minutes, you get dropped a ranking. I topped the day off by laying in the grass in front of our closed school, staring up at the sky.
The play I was mainly in was chosen for competition, so we’ll be heading out tomorrow. Just ran a MapQuest… which ended up being "a hundred times better than that Google Map" [paraphrased from "mother"]. So, thought I had a break? Not really. 
I’m typing up this entry at home, in a fairly calm setting. Nothing to do… boredom, right? Hardly, barely an hour ago we had our matinée performance for the "little kids" (K-8th Grade). After working hard on the play, memorizing, doing blocking [the motions of a play], and so on, one would expect everything to be fine… but that was not the case here! Actually, in reality, we messed up a few times, but we covered it up with hilarious… improvisation. "Your ethics are…!~" Yes, pick on the poor, broken down father [my part, of sorts], drive him to tears by challenging his ethics. Oh poor, cruel world! Why must thy hand be so swift, so forceful with thine comment! Well, it’s all over now… right? Heh… no. I’m leaving in a few minutes for the evening performance, our official school performance. Break a leg!~ …Um, I’d rather not.
Lately, I’ve been on a culinary expedition of my own, trying various things, I never would have given a second glance before. My last birthday gave me an oppurtunity to try something that I may encounter again in the oh so near future, Escargot. Translation, snail.
Snail? One may ask. Why would you ever want to eat something so slimy, so absolutely disgusting (notice that the person has never tried it themselves), and so… so… weird! Well, because it’s good! Snail doesn’t have much taste alone, what you’re really tasting is the sauce, flavoring, whichever name you wish to place on this positively magnificent taste. For me, it was garlic butter, and some other various French spices. My rating, for this usually wrongly despised dish? Great! Don’t go based off it’s looks, sometimes the most disgusting looking dish, can be the most amazing in flavor.
Today, I had a Cuban Sandwhich, which tasted mostly of pork, pickles, and mustard. With the first bite, the pork was what stood out as the prominent flavor, complimented by the bit of mustard, bread, and other additions. Although the numerous pickles, and massive layer of mustard may have been quite overwhelming in some aspects, I actually quite enjoyed it.
After my daring expedition with the Cuban Sandwhich, I had Dutch Apple Cheesecake for dessert. As cheesecake is a favorite of mine, I am quite biast in my rating, so I won’t even bother. 
All I’ll say is, to me, cheesecake is one of the best desserts around. Especially if you can handle those rich flavors, and, it’s always a plus if you enjoy them too. 
Those are, in short, the highlights of my Saturday. I’m looking forward to the cuisine, landscape, and oppurtunities, that France will offer me, early next year.
The mountain towers above the landscape, a beauty to behold. A distant sunset of orange, pink, and crimson, complimented by the blue surroundings of the mountainous countryside. My Gmail account. In reality, life in this part of Nebraska is much different. Nice, scenic neighborhoods, but nothing overly unique to mark this place as a world tourist attraction. I wake up late, and after reading for awhile, am aroused by the smell of hot, fresh, cinnamon rolls. Oh the humanity… the usual Saturday cartoons, the Travel Channel specials, and History’s end of the world, is what television brings to the table. Cartoons, outgrown. I venture into a new episode of Anthony Bourdain’s, No Reservations. That is what I call, a lazy Saturday morning.
The straight, and simple facts, are these: Nebraska is home to two large, and well known cities, Lincoln, and Omaha. Omaha being the largest city in the state, and holding various national headquarters, as the beloved, Godfather’s Pizza, Lincoln has it’s own companies as well, and is the state’s capital. A majority of the state is dedicated to growing corn, soybeans, and various other agricultural products.
Here’s tonight’s "progress-check" of my book…
The Christian Light and Worldly Darkness
Conveyed by God
Many times, High Schoolers want to do what’s cool, and popular, in short, what everyone else is doing. And today, what’s cool is not necessarily what’s right. Time and time again, teenagers fall into sin, because everyone else is committing sin. Christians, and non-Christians alike, face something that is commonly referred to as: Peer Pressure.
Now, I’m sure you’ve all been told about peer pressure, but this will go beyond peer pressure.
/// God is great. He’s a father who looks down upon us with love, and for those of you who’ve seen the Louie Giglio video “How Great is Our God,” you’ll know he’s definitely a big God too! I really loved that video, so, I’m going to quote it for those of you who haven’t, or don’t remember, seeing it. God is huge, so we got that point down, now what’s this have to do with peer pressure? We’ll get to that in a minute. “If the earth were the size of a golf ball, the son would be 15 feet in diameter… enough to fill a school bus with golf balls.”\
Romans 12
1 I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that you present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable to God, which is your reasonable service. 2 And do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what is that good and acceptable and perfect will of God.
http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Romans%2012&version=NKJV
Three in one, most I’ve done this week.
Someone who read my previous post had a comment for me:
“xD
Wait, so your accually ditching your novel and turning it into a love poem? O_o o_O” -Commentator
Disregarding *”accually,” I shall answer this question as best as I can. No, I do not plan on ditching my novel, not at all. The last post was about a poem I had written for English class at school, a love poem, unlike any “writing feat” I have undertaken. The love poem, and novel, are two seperate entities entirely.
*(“actually” “you’re” I’ve developed a sense of grammar and spelling to the point where I want to correct any errors I see… that’s what comes from working on, revising, and most recently, adding the finishing touches and finale the same novel for three years. For me personally, that is.)
And another picture of Ireland… or rather, something in Ireland.
…to resume my language education, but first, a picture of Ireland Countryside, or shall I say roadside, for those interested.
