May 31, 2016

Chapter four!

Welcome to...
Chapter four of The Final Princess. Starring: GEMSTONE! Just kidding, but it's below the break.

May 29, 2016

Touring my Sketchbook


Sisters in Dreams
Hi! It's Evy, as usual when the title is in first person. Heh. That's interesting. But anyway. What is that strange image beside this text? Will we ever know? Yes. Yes you will.
Welcome to the tour of my sketchbook, where we save the best for last!
Sisters in Dreams is a picture of two girls, but just their feet. One is wearing pink pointe shoes, and the other is wearing black ballet shoes. I invision the black shoed girl to be helping the pink stand because it's her first time on pointe.
Evy and Mint
This is a picture of me. (Hazernian me. The real on has blond hair. :D) Mint is on my shoulder, if you can't read that tiny text. You can ask in the comments why Evy wears her hair like that, but I don't want to put it here. Long story.
Gemstone
This is the first dragon that I ever drew. Say hello to Gemstone's portrait, everybody! She looks a lot different from my other dragons, being the first. I will have to show you my digital dragons sometime.

I Promise I'm Still Real
In my opinion, the story behind this one is kind of sad. You probably noticed that the taller girl has angel wings. Logically, that would make her an angel. The girl she's hugging is her sister. Does the title make sense now?

Every Crack In the Mirror

This was partially based on that poem I showed you a while back, Broken Mirror. I was intending to draw something else based on that too, but I got inspired and drew "I Promise I'm Still Real" instead. Not that I'm complaining. My story behind this: The girl sees all the cracks in the mirror, all the different pieces, and doesn't know which to choose. At the top of the page that I couldn't fit into the picture, it says "Every crack in the mirror changes who I am."

That's all for now. Have a nice day and feel free to ask any questions about the art in the comments. this is not all of my sketches, just a choice few from one book. There were some more but they got rotated funny and I'm too lazy to fix them right now. I will (hopefully- no promises) do this again sometime.Thanks so much for reading!


May 24, 2016

Half the Sparkle- The Story of Gemstone


“Afraid to be called something so babyish, Gemma?” Meredith laughed.
“Stop,” I growled. “My name is Gemstone. You know that very well.”
“Sure,” Meredith laughed again. “Change your name if you hate that nickname so much.”
“I've changed my name once. Once was enough.”
“Fine,” Merideth said. “Gem then.”
“That's not much better.”
“Why?”
“Let me tell you.”
“Come on!” Gemma nudged me with her snout. “Gem! Move your tail! You're blocking the door!”
“We're not allowed out of the cave without Mommy,” I replied.
“Please?” Gemma begged. “She's sleeping! She won't even notice.”
“Fine,” I growled, moving my tail. “But we should be quick. She could wake up anytime.”
Gemma nodded excitedly. I think my words just went in one ear and out the other. Gemma darted out the door and into the clearing, just a few feet through the trees concealing the cave entrance. I followed close behind her. I had to say, it was nice not having Mommy tell us to be careful every thirty seconds. I knew that it was dangerous to be outside without protection, but I would be alert.
Gemma seemed to buzz all over with excitement. I felt almost sick. I was scared to be outside alone. Gemma didn't seem to care at all, hopping up and down and fluttering her wings. Her wings weren't strong enough to get her off the ground yet, but she didn't mind.
It was then that we heard a loud crack from the woods.
“Gemma?” I whispered. “Can we go back now?” She ignored me.
“Gemma?” I blew a cloud of flames into her face. “Can we go in?”
“It's thunder, Gem. Stop being so paranoid.” Gemma loved the word paranoid, ever since Mommy had used it to describe dragon hunters.
“Paranoid, that's what they are. Scared that such big and powerful creatures are going to go picking them off for fun,” she had said. Hunters seemed about the same to us, with their sticks that could kill. Mommy said they were called “guns.”
I looked above me. The sky was cloudy, but it didn't look like rain. “I don't think it's thunder, Gemma.”
Gemma snorted and continued with her game. I really wanted to go back in, but I was afraid to leave Gemma out here by herself. If I wasn't so scared, we'd probably be in the woods by now.
I saw a flash of white behind a tree. My heart dropped.
“Gemma!” I screamed. “RUN!”
Gemma looked up just in time to see a hunter step out from behind the tree. I ran for the cave, not even looking to see if she was behind me. I could hear her thundering steps. I blew flames at the men behind us, and heard a shot fired. Gemma screamed in pain.
“Mommy!” I shouted. “Mommy!” I kept running, tears starting to leak down my face. Don't cry, I told myself. Don't cry.
Mommy heard me, and came charging out of the cave. “Go,” she told me. “Keep running.” I obeyed. My sides hurt so much I could barely breathe. My legs burned, but I kept running. I didn't stop until I reached the cave.
Now all I remember is her scream. That horrible, haunting, heartbreaking scream is the last I remember. I don't even remember making it back to the cave, only running.
Several minutes later, Mommy returned. Alone. I stared at her with teary eyes, hoping what I saw wasn't true.
Mommy whispered, “Yes,” and then didn't speak. I could see the near invisible tears in her eyes. Gemma was gone.
Mommy didn't speak again until bedtime. “Gemstone,” she whispered as she tucked her tail around me. “I love you.” The nest felt cold and empty without Gemma. I didn't know if I could even sleep without her scream plaguing my dreams. I was afraid. I missed my sister.
“Gemstone?” I asked. Mommy nodded. She told me later that Gemstone had always been my name, and Gem was just a nickname. Now I know better. That was the first time I remember her calling me Gemstone, instead of Gem. We had always been Gem and Gemma, with matching names. I guess she wanted me to change out of my matching name, but when I asked her she told me that Gem had only been a nickname. I could tell she didn't mean it, but I said nothing. Losing Gemma hurt her just as much as it hurt me.
Will you sing?” I asked her. Mommy did not answer, but began to sing.

The sky is my wings when I have none
That to whom I owe my flight
Forever beneath the silver moon
In the shadow of the night

The light is my fire when I cannot find
Burning into the dark and cold
Shining brighter than the starlight
When I let my wings unfold

The night is my heart that I cannot hold
The place to hide in shadow
Sleep now, under dragon's guard
And I won't let them find you

This song is my wish when together we fall
The sky lifts your wings ever higher
Fly, Gemstone, dragon of mine
The night is yours to wander

This song is my love when you sleep by my side
Long after the day has retired
Fly, Gemstone, far into dreams
The night is your heart but the light is your fire 
 
The lullaby was different. It had shifted from the warm, happy lullaby it had once been to something fearful. The changes were small, but it changed the way it made me feel. I still remember the old words, but it hurts to much to sing them. From then on, it was always Gemstone. I was never one of the nestlings again, only Gemstone.
I still haven't gotten over it. I come close to tears when I hear her name. That is why Gemma is not an acceptable nickname for Gemstone. Gem is barely tolerable. I don't think it's babyish. I just don't want to remember. Her name still hurts too much.

CWBC Writing Contest

I decided to enter the CWBC writing contest hosted by Anika at Anika's Avenue. I wonder if it has a corner with Striker's Street? Anyway.
This is actually the third round. I forgot about it for the first two. Oops. But here is the story I wrote. There were prompts but I am too lazy to try to copy them. Here is the story:

A Quote From A Friend

On Goodreads, a book site, I have some friends. I got to know them through Warrior Cats role-play mostly, although I have a few from other places. Some of them are writers.
Goodreads also has a quote system, used mostly for book and writing quotes.
So one day, Vanilla sent me this quote that she had written herself.
“Writing a story is like ruling the world. Except it's even better. How many rulers out there that you know can tell people what they say?”
VanillaCreamPie8888 
I really like it because it's so true! I think I might have given Vanilla the link to my blog once, but I'm not sure. Shoutout to her for a great quote.
Do you have any good writing quotes or inspirations?

May 20, 2016

Maryellen's Beach Trip

Hi! It's Maryellen today, and I went to the beach. Gemstone says that's the worst intro on the blog, besides the one on the welcome post. Thanks a lot, Gem.



Here's a picture I took in the car on the way to the hotel where we stayed the first night. It was really dark, so you can't tell that I had my back to the window.

Here's another with my older sister, Zoe. We were both really tired.



Here's a picture of the road the next day. We were crossing a bridge. I tried to get a picture of the water, but it didn't really work. I still like the picture though.


And we FINALLY arrive at our campsite. We were camping near the beach, so everything was sandy.



Ready for the water!

That's all for today. Which was your favorite picture?
See you later!

May 12, 2016

Remember the small redhead I told you about?

Well, do you? If you don't, I'll tell you.
She wears her hair in a ponytail...

She wears black shoes...

She has a striped sundress that she loves to wear...
 Have you guessed yet? It's...

 Maryellen! I got her a while back, during the Maryellen bundle sale.
 I Have loves her ever since she came out.
Isn't she gourgeous?
Overall, I would totally recommend this doll. Her hair looks great down, braided, in her signature ponytail, or in a bun. For some reason I find that she looks strange in long pants, but that might just be me.

That's all I have for today!
and


May 2, 2016

Macaroni Drama and other stories

Macaroni drama, you ask? Not really? Okay then. That just makes me sad.
In this post:
Macaroni Drama
The Bald Club

Part I: Microwaving Stuff (Yup)

Starring:
M-Kat
M-Cat
Bunny
Bella
Evy
Adam
Ace
 
It all started at lunch break, after taking three finals. So everybody was really stressed out. Especially Bella, because Bella is always stressed. So we were all microwaving stuff. Adam and Ace decided to try face swap because, you know, face swap. And then Bella noticed a bag of spicy Cheetos.
She goes up to Bunny and asks if they are hers, then opens them. Everyone but M-Kat and Ace wanted to eat them. M-Kat claimed she didn't like spicy food, and Ace claimed not to like chips at all. And it was fine until M-Kat came back out with her macaroni.

Part II: Macaroni Drama

She sat down and started eating. We were all eating on the ground, because we weren't supposed to be in the building where the microwaves were unless we were heating things up. But anyway. Bella put spicy Cheetos in M-Kat's macaroni. And that is where the drama started.
M-Kat started yelling something like this:
Eww there's spicy cheetos in my macaroni! My macaroni will never be  the same again. Look, it has cheetos in it! I will never forgive you for putting spicy Cheetos in my macaroni!
And the funny thing was, there was only a quarter of a spicy cheeto in there. And M-Kat took it out.
(Side note: This was not the first Macaroni drama. Last semester Adam tried to microwave his macaroni and almost set it on fire. Apparently he didn't know you had to put water in it. My teacher had to go to great lengths to keep the smoke alarm from going off.)

Part III: The Bald Club

Now this one is pretty easy to explain. It will literally take only a few sentences. so: Bunny decided to tell M-cat that she took a great interest in what M-cat would look like without hair. And that she would go to great lengths to find out. I replied that perhaps M-cat had the same curiosity and would also go to great lengths to find out. M-cat agreed. I suggested that maybe if that happened then they could start the Bald Club. They didn't seem too excited about that prospect.

So guys, that is that and bye! Happy May!