Endless Wonder

Hey there, guys... First of all, I just want to say MERRY CHRISTMAS to all of you!! Even if you don't celebrate Christmas, I hope you really enjoy the holiday season. And I hope you all have a great start into the new year! ARGH I can't believe it's three days until Christmas?? I mean, I'm excited (because PRESENTSSS) but I'm also slightly freaking out because how has time gone so quickly?? I swear it was the beginning of December just a few days ago, how's it already the 22nd? *sigh* It's at this time of the year that you start looking back at the year that's ending and thinking about all the good and bad things that have happened. 2017 has been something of a rollercoaster for me. In a lot of ways, it hasn't been a great year. I've been struggling with a lot of anxieties that I'd rather not go into, even though that's getting a lot better now. I was quite ill during the spring: I had two bouts of vertigo, during which I spent a whol

SO here's the post you've all been waiting for. Probably. Maybe. You have been waiting for this, right...? OKAY WHATEVER. The point is I've been wanting to write this post for about 150 years (or, like, a month) and I'M FINALLY DOING IT YAHOO!  I want to talk a bit about my current work in progress, the story that's been destroying my sanity for the past month or so! Seriously though... why is writing so hard. I'm constantly panicking that my ideas are terrible and nothing that I've written so far makes sense. I just keep reminding myself that this is just the first draft; it's MEANT to be bad. I'll just make it better while editing. Anyway, here's the blurb for my WIP: Fifteen-year-old Ashley Lenham is dying. There's only one hope for her: cryogenics. Having her body preserved in the hope that one day, a cure for her terminal illness will be found... One hundred and thirty-two years later, Ashley opens h

YES I changed the name of my monthly writing challenge because I'm awesome and I wanted to and I'm not blogging under Indigo anymore, so I sort of had to. I wanted to make it the same as my blog's title but my blog's title is way too long and it would sound awful and WHY DO I ALWAYS HAVE TO PICK BLOG TITLES THAT ARE SO FREAKING LONG GOSH DARN IT - Anyway! Welcome to December!! Is anyone else in shock over the fact that IT IS ALREADY DECEMBER and that means that in a month's time it'll be 2018?? Like???? Where has this year gone??? (I think I moan about time going too quickly at the start of every Monthly Writing Challenge post, lol. I'm sorry, but every time a month passes I realise how freaking quickly this year is flying by and it makes me go nuts.) ACTUALLY I'm lying haha it's not December for me yet at the time of writing this; in a surprising turn of events I'm actually being organised for once and writing this up a couple of days before i

Hey guys, so you probably remember that about a week ago I asked you all to send in questions for me to answer. And WOW you did not disappoint. I got 22 questions!!! Seriously! I thought I was going to get about ten, if I was lucky! Thank you so much for your great questions, guys! I really enjoyed answering them. Anyway, here are my answers: From Anidori-Kiladra Talianna Isilee: 1.Favorite Color? Well, considering I blogged under the name Indigo for nearly a year, I’ll let you guess what my favourite colour is… XP I also like purples and dark greens and blues, and I like black. 2. Chocolate Milk? Aye or Nay? Um how about yes please?? I like anything with chocolate in it. Chocolate is awesome, okay. I read a quote that went, “Save the Earth, it’s the only planet with chocolate” and like, I 100% agree with whoever said that. 3. Favorite Food to snack on? Is it weird that I don’t really snack that much?? Because a lot of people seem to think it is. I’m just not usually h

Hey guys! First, I just want to say that I'm not going to be blogging as Indigo anymore. I don't know... I created the Indigo persona for this blog almost a year ago and I just feel like I've outgrown it. I'm not the same person I was when I started this blog, not even close; I've grown so much. And I feel that sometimes, while I'm writing as Indigo, I'm not really being myself; I'm slightly pretending to someone else, some cool blogger girl who isn't really me... I've realised that I want to be more honest with my readers, more open about who I am. And I feel like a good way to start that would be to tell you my real name. It's Andrea, pronounced An- drey -ah, by the way. None of that An -dree-ah business, please. If you ever meet me in real life, make sure you pronounce my name right, unless you want to really piss me off. And believe me, you do not want to piss me off. I might grin awkwardly at you and five hours later come up with ways

You know, I've been thinking And I realised I've lost count Of how many years it's been since you left It's been that long I remember that midwinter's morning When you told me you had to leave I said goodbye to you in the falling snow And you didn't tell me you were coming back You didn't promise me anything Though before you turned away I thought I saw A look in your eyes An unspoken vow that you'd return Though maybe I was mistaken Maybe I imagined it Maybe there was no look, no vow And you never intended to come back at all But I waited for you As the days turned into weeks And the weeks turned into months And the months turned into years But you know, I've had a great life I've seen empires rise and fall I've lived through things most wouldn't even imagine But through it all I always thought About what it would be like if you were by my side If you'd only returned But the yea

Hey guys, it's time for the November edition of my Monthly Writing Challenge! (Actually on time for once...) Can you believe it's already November?! Erm, hello? 2017? Can you hear me? WHY THE HELL ARE YOU GOING BY SO QUICKLY?!?! Like I swear it was September a few days ago?? Where has October gone? Can someone bring it back, please? No, I swear, this year is going by waaaayyyy too quickly. Is there like a stop button or something I can press to make time go by a little slower. Anyway, I hope you all had a spook-tacular Halloween yesterday! I didn't really do much, just stayed at home and opened the door to trick-or-treaters. (We get a LOT in our neighbourhood. I swear I was running to and from the door non-stop for about two hours. Halloween: the most exhausting night of the year.) I dressed up as a wizard, this was my costume: My mum made the cape and part of the hat, and I wore make-up for literally the first time in a year. The most frightening part of the day

Yo' girl got tagged, let's do this... Thank the person who tagged you. (Thanks, MiddleEarthMusician!) Answer their 11 questions. (‘Kay, I got that far, thanks.) Tag 11 people. (Lol I don’t think that many people even follow my blog, I’m only tagging three like Mem did!) Give them 11 new questions. (This is the worst bit tho...) 1. Do you like chocolate? No, I do not like chocolate. I LOVE IT OMG I CANNOT LIVE WITHOUT CHOCOLATE HOW DO YOU LIVE WITHOUT IT IT’S IMPOSSIBLE I WOULD DIE *pants* sorry about that… In short, yes, I like chocolate. Very much. 2. If you had to choose between being a ninja or a super hero, which one would you pick? Ninja 100%. I’m not really keen on superheroes? That whole having superpowers and saving the world thing just doesn’t really do it for me. I prefer ordinary people who do extraordinary things, y’know? Also, the costumes. You wouldn’t catch me wearing something like that dead. Ninjas are cool. Also, I do ka

I’ve gotten to a certain age where the question “what do I want to do with my life?” is something I’ve been asking myself (and been asked by others) a lot. And the thing is, I’m not too sure. Every time I try and think about the future and see myself as an adult, everything I see is blurry. But there is one thing that I know for certain that I want to do. I want to write. I want to write down every single one of the stories that live inside me, describe every single world that exists in my head, give voice to every single character that lives in my heart. I want to write page after page, pour my heart and soul and everything that makes me me into the pages of a novel. I want people from all over the world to read my stories and flock to bookstores to buy my latest book when it comes out. I want people to read my stories, to read me , because I put a little bit of myself into everything I write. But I’ve realised that that’s not all I want. I don’t want to be another good little author,

Hey there, guys! Today I've got a very special post for you: I'm going to be interviewing one of my characters! Yep, I'm going to interview - *purple-eyed, red-headed girl of about eighteen, wearing extremely colourful clothes and a very wide white hat with a purple feather, stalks in* Hey, what's up. Me: Hey - wait, what?! What are you doing here, Trinity? Trinity: Well, duh. I'm here for the interview, of course. Me: What - no - you're  not meant to be here! I'm meant to be interviewing Harley, the main character in the novella I intend to start writing soon! Trinity: You mean, the one you're too lazy to start writing? Me: Shut up. But yes, that's the one.  Why isn't she here? Trinity: Couldn't make it, so I came instead. She's probably in a corner somewhere, contemplating how terrible her story is and how bad a character she is. Me: You do realise that if you insult my ability to create characters, the joke's on you