Wattpad- Excellent Book Site

  Lately I’ve been busy- research has always been a hobby of mine, and it’s always interesting what one can find with no real purpose. My attention has been drawn to and captivated by “Wattpad”, an official app that allows one to read, or even publish books.

  I started off as just a visitor. Since I hadn’t made an account yet, I just picked out random reading lists and began reading from there. The idea of a writer, professional or not, being able to share a book they wrote on this website and to get feedback from the people who’ve read it intrigued me.

  Within a month of discovering the app, my love for writing shone through and I opened an account.

  My point: if you’re a writer and would like to publish your works, download the Wattpad app and create an account. It’s simple and free; which are two of the best things.

  I’ll occasionally share a story from Wattpad that I think might catch the lovely reader’s interests, and post the link here for you to decide whether or not you want to give it a shot.

  If you have a Wattpad account and would like a story featured, or have any questions, just leave a comment and I’ll get back to you as soon as I possibly can.

On Authors

  I often wonder about authors and their seemingly unbreakable spirit of creativity and pure determination.
  What is it that spurs the mind of a gifted intellectual on and brings out the best and worst of their personal traits and gained skills?
  It’s as if without fail or error in the slightest form, each master of language– both published and unknown to the world– has taken at least one twinkling star from the sky as a means of encouragement, and indulged in bedizen actions for his work.
  If this is indeed the case, then from where does one gather information for a worthy piece of literature?
  Libraries and museums are within the confines of a tangible realm– the author must reach beyond such boundaries and seek nothing but the utmost sources of knowledge, which is more than often located quite directly in the cerebellum and is awaiting one’s need for it.

Blogging Subjects- Help is Here(Hopefully)

  I’ve hit a wall- one that refuses to collapse unless I bring in Mr.Gorbachov or the Hulk; either way, I hit the point in my “blogging career” where inspiration isn’t a wide and flowing river, but a trickling stream that offers nothing but pity.

  We all come to this soon enough, now, what you do in response is what matters. If you decide to give up altogether, then that won’t get anything done; but if you try to find a solution, then you might hit the jackpot.

  Writing daily is a good practice, but for those busy folks, writing on occasion is alright, too.

  Writing ideas. Coming up with something to write and post isn’t always easy, so here are a few simple examples to set your mind at ease and give you a small helping hand.

  1.)Nature. Describe the scenery around you- it can help give your readers a feel of where you live, and can even bring you closer to them through possible similarities.

  2.)Childhood Reminiscence. Post something a little more personal- maybe a funny occasion when you were younger, something that you looked forward to, or even a heart-gripping story. You could write about your favorite pet, elementary school, or best friend.

  3.)Opinions. Start a discussion about technology, environmentalists, famous singers and actors, or anything with which you have a genuine interest.

  4.)Review Movies, Books, Etc. If you’ve read a book, seen a movie, listened to a song, or done a drawing or arts and crafts object, voice the description of it and state your likes and dislikes while trying not to give spoilers(unless you’ve included a spoiler warning).

  5.)Lists. You can never have too many lists. Lists… well, list, your likes and can be helpful for others who are searching for something. Make a list of the top 10 books you recommend for others to read and why, or do the same with any other topic. The length and subject is up to you.

  6.)Gathering Resources. Leave feedback on other Blogger’s posts and ask for advice. Read their posts and study the topics that they cover, why they do so, and how they format it. Everyone has a different style, but looking at their way of doing things might inspire you to make some changes or write about something new.

  7.)Facts. Not all blogs are educational, but that doesn’t mean that you can’t post random facts like why flamingos are pink and other things.

  8.)Awareness. Not everyone has time to watch the news in the morning, listen to the radio, or even pick up a newspaper. Watching the news and writing down the important and current events can help keep others up to date, and make you a semi-journalist.

  9.)Cultural Studies. If there’s a country or culture that you’re fascinated with, do a little research and post about that. Let others know about India, Brazil, Mexico, Japan, China, Spain, or any place that you like. It doesn’t have to be a full-on report. Just include some common facts, maybe photos, why you like this place, the system of currency, or some unknown facts and opinions.

  10.)Target: Stomach. A lot of people love cooking, and eating the food that’s cooked. Jotting down clear steps to making a dish that you like or want to try can appeal to a great deal of people and give you something to write about.

  11.)Secret Talent. Maybe you have something that you’re really good at. Don’t keep it all to yourself. If you’re talented, be proud and tell people.

  12.)Everyday. Write about your day- why it was good, why it was bad, what the weather was like, if you met anyone new, what you did that made you smile, anything and everything that happens to you in a single day.

  13.)Arts and Crafts. Share D.I.Y(Do It Yourself) projects that you liked and want other to know about. Explain the hard or easy process and be sure to tell everyone how to do it and how it turned out, whether it was a failure or a success.

  14.)Quotations. Quote things from others- famous or not- that go with your mood, style, or anything else.

  15.)Support. Share information about a charity or at-home-cause that really calls to you. Include things like what they’re supporting, how to help the cause, other social media pages to follow, like, contact, etc., and what you can do to help.

  16.)Dreamland. Dreams can either be weird, or completely normal; then again, our thoughts on what normal actually is varies. Describe a dream that you had(old or new) that you want to share. Cover the dream itself and how you acted when you woke up.

  17.)It’s a Drabble. A Drabble is a short, fictional post of only 100 words. It’s a good challenge for writers and those who are interested in writing, and it helps the mind. You can create an account at Drablr.com.

  18.)Shopping Hauls. Focus on what arrived in the mail or was bought at a store. Clothing, jewelry, any accessories, shoes, art supplies, you hobby supplies- use your stuff at a shopping session and share with your readers. There’s Miss A, eBay, Amazon, Milanoo, Goodwill, Barnes and Noble, Baby the Stars Shine Bright, h.Naoto, Hot Topic, and so many other hauls.

  19.)Faith. Religion. Share your beliefs and what you think is right.

  That’s all I have for now. Hopefully this served its purpose and I’ve lit a fire under you. Good luck, and happy hunting fellow bloggers and readers.

Barnes & Noble- I Salute You

  Today I decided to withdraw from my little piece of comfort, joy, solitude, and hermit-like state of living so that I could “cruise the town” and hopefully stumble upon a hidden spring of information and inspiration. My first stop? A quick bite to eat at a Wendy’s from their dollar menu- unfortunately or not, I hate spending a lot of money on takeout; I love cooking my own meals, as well as indulging every once in a while and stuffing my mouth with salty French Fries and a bacon cheese burger.

  I finished my meal and exited the building quickly. I still had no idea what I was going to do or where I was going to go, so I got in my car and sat there for a few minutes before having the genius idea to visit a place that I really love more than any other place. Barnes & Noble.

  Being able to look at so many books in one place fascinates me, which makes the library my second favorite place. Not only do they have a lot of books, but the variety is great! I have to admit for all of you manga/anime fans out there that they’re a little shabby in the manga and anime department, yet other than that, the selection is fantastic. They do tend to over price their books, movies, music, etc.,(to give you an example of what I mean, a series of only 13 episodes cost approximately $50- crazy, right?) but I know that business is business.

  Even though I was on a very limited budget, I think I managed to waste more money on gas then on anything I actually bought; which happened to be a sketch book for $3.

  I really love how helpful the majority of the staff is whenever I go there- they answer any questions you ask, show you certain areas you were looking for, suggest certain things if you’re not sure what it is you want, and much more(probably because it’s their job). I even love their mini-coffee area. I’m a huge coffee lover– I just can’t get enough of the Mocha Moolatte from Dairy Queen(it could be the fact that I like to save my money and freelance writing doesn’t exactly have a stable or fixed income), or the French Vanilla that I drink while writing. I know that caffeine causes Kidney Stones(these are “stones” that really can’t be seen and are excreted during urination. Some cases are so bad that before a person passes a Kidney Stone, they may become nauseated and throw up, faint, or even have horrible headaches. Drinking large amounts of caffeine on a daily basis will likely make this painful thing possible) and supposedly stunts growth, but I figure that I’m not going to grow anymore, so why not?

  About their shop- it’s like a café, and what’s better than a book store with a café in it? They even sell sweets and other consumable products.

  The only downside about Barnes & Noble is their somewhat lackadaisical “no reading the books or sitting down in an aisle” policy- which is basically ignored by the general population, which I find rude. Rules are made to be followed and obeyed, not broken. Oh well, most of the times, the occasional dedicated employee with kindly inform a rebellious visitor of the rules. I’ll be the first to admit that I do sometimes read part of a book while sitting down at a hidden table somewhere at the back of the café so as to not be seen until either a few minutes before closing, or someone finds me and scolds me in a polite way.

  Overall, the trip really made my day and I hope to go there again tomorrow to see what else piques my interest.



  The setting sun had become just the same as that which rises. When you don’t sleep for days on end, the sun and moon begin to look the same, the hours begin to blur.

  She extended a slender hand which was immediately engulfed by the surrounding darkness, and let a long breath of air in the form of a ghostly yawn escape past her lips.

  Nothing stirred in the house besides her and the anxiety that plagued her mind. The sound of her turning to rest on her side echoed within the walls of her confined train of thought.

  Splendid silence; but no sleep. She was exhausted, every muscle ached and her eyelids were heavy with worries, but she simply couldn’t rest in peace.

Is This Interesting?

  I’ve been sharing a few of my works(unfortunately, they’re not published) here lately, and I’m wondering what you think. Below, I’ll provide a small sample from something I’m currently working on, so please let me know and you’ll make my day.

  “It’s Worse than Intoxication”
Chapter 1:Rock ‘n Roll Legend

  Luke puckered his lips and rested the cigarette between them. He took a long, deep swig of the addictive nicotine product and parted his lips again to blow the smoke out from his lungs as best as he could.

  A hand rested on his shoulder, causing him to flick the live cigarette butt away from his grasp and incline his head slightly to view Derek, the leader of “the pack”, as he often called himself.

  “I thought you quit.” He said briefly, moving his surprisingly gentle hands away from Luke’s shoulder so that he could help him stand up.

  Luke shrugged slightly and dusted off his clothes. He flashed Derek a “where’s Kami and the others” look, which consisted of a sideways, narrow-eyed glance and a wild air guitar riff with his hands followed by an energetic and violent session of banging on a set of air drums.

  Derek chuckled and moved one shoulder up, then down in a half-hearted shrugging motion. “Dunno. Last I saw them, Kami was flirting with some girls, and Jun and Mark were just practicing. Don’t worry, we’re not on for another 30 minutes and there’s no way in hell that they’ll be late.”

  “Yeah,” Luke said while sticking a hand in his coat pocket to search for another cigarette, “That’s ‘cus if they ruin this, you’ll lop their heads off and sell them on the black market.” He groaned with displeasure at the absence of a thin, orange and white object between his oddly full lips, but shook the feeling as soon as he noticed Derek’s hawk-like stare.

  “Have you rehearsed at all?” Derek asked nonchalantly, mentally waving off the look of disappointment and rage that Luke had practically thrown at him.

  “More than you.” Luke sang out, his voice making Derek wince and cringe as if in pain.

  “This is why I’m the singer…” Derek grudgingly muttered under a soft breath.

A Prehistoric Adventure

  A small segment from something I’m working on. It has to do with dinosaurs, creatures that have fascinated me for ages.

Chapter 1: Genetic Crisis– Part 1

  I looked at the sheet of paper with the museum’s layout printed on it in the form of an ironically white blueprint and turned my head slightly to the left.

  Today was the Holistor Museum National Celebration Day– a very important event amongst the elder townspeople and the curious children of younger age. Most of the adults between the two similar groups were too busy with their overpriced lunches and busy work schedules to attend the rare and once-in-a-lifetime exhibition.

  “Am I seriously the only 23 year old in this building?” I asked in utter disbelief. Without another word, I slipped away from a crowd of nursing home patients that would surely keep me in one spot for over five minutes.

  Nothing really caught my attention. Everything was basically the same– except for all the visitors. That’s when I saw it. A new room.

  Curiosity overcame me, and I inched closer to the mysterious looking door. It must be an extension, I thought.

  Once I was near enough, I extended a hand and grasped the doorknob. I turned it and pushed the door open, then closed it behind me as I stepped into the room.

  “Is this—”

  I was interrupted by a hoarse, authoritative voice from ahead of me. “Hey, you’re not supposed to be in here!”

  “Ok, ok! Geez…” I glared at the large man in all black on my way out of the small extension and almost slammed the door.

  There was no denying what I saw. Someone was definitely messing with nature and fossils– and I wanted to know why.

  If only I knew at the time that my want to know and what I saw was a deadly combination.

Coffee and Creativity

  I pulled out the red, wooden chair a bit and squeezed onto the seat between the edge of the table. A cup of French Vanilla was already on a matching saucer on the polished tabletop.

  My bag was rested against one of the chair legs. I pulled the zippers apart and fished out a notebook and pen. Once I retrieved my work tools, I set them down on the red space before me and opened the notebook to its fifth page.

  Trying to concentrate and really get into a “working” frame of mind, I brought the rim of the teacup to my lips and took a quick, yet scalding sip of coffee, then set it back down against its respective tray with a small “clink.”

  The noises of moving vehicles, angry birds, and chatting bevies of women and men all began to fade into the back of my mind. I poised my pen, completely ready to begin writing, when I heard it. The deep, alluring chuckle of someone nearby.

  Somewhat startled, I looked up to find a man with a chiseled jaw, beautiful hazel eyes, and short dirty blond hair standing near the empty seat just opposite my little workshop.

  “Sorry, you just looked so determined.” He stated coolly.

  I groaned slightly, obviously disappointed because my train of thought had just crashed. “Oh, that’s nice.”

  “My name’s John. I’m new to America.”

  I raised a brow in question, finally noticing the accent that lurked in his voice. “So, you’re a tourist?”

  He pulled our the chair and sat down. “Yes– I’m from Australia. Do I have the privilege of knowing your name?”

  I couldn’t help but to smile a little, knowing that this type wouldn’t stop talking until a friendship, or possibly more, was established. “Alice. It’s a pleasure, Mr.Australia.”


Writing Encouragement 101

  If you know me personally, then you know my friends. If you know my friends, then you know my family. And if you know my family, you know how hard it is for me to:

•Stay in one place for great amounts of time,
•Develop a steady flow in my “think, drink, write” pattern,
•Avoid using the lyrics of the song that I’m listening to in my manuscript,
•Stick with one idea, and many other things.

  These are all symptoms of something that I consider far worse than my progressive self-diagnosed insomnia.

  Writer’s block! The dreadful occurrence of one’s flowing river or train of thought evaporating or being derailed. It’s a growing problem among all of us writers, believe me. So I’ve come to you with a small peace offering that may help sustain your sanity.

  I’ll request to all of those Aspiring Authors out there to complete a writing challenge. No, it isn’t a competition. Yes, anyone is able to participate. Do you need to be a loyal reader? No. All you need to do is read this particular post, and begin clicking or writing away on the assignment.

  I’ll request anything from “Sci-fi”, to “Adventure” or “Romance.” You can write anything you want under the selected genre, however long you want.

  Sometimes I’ll get more specific for those of you who need a harder challenge or more help. I might ask for the protagonist to be a young male, or an old woman. The plot might have to involve werewolves, or a cooking competition.

  Depending on the results, I’ll decide whether or not to continue this endeavour. If I find that it is helpful, then I will continue with this project.

  I hope that this helps and you enjoy it.

Operating on Nothing But Five Hours of Sleep and a List of Troubles

  Nathan slowly eased out of bed, not very eager to move his legs too abruptly because of the familiar feeling that resembled an extreme weight lifted from his shoulders and thrust down to rest on the upper part of his thighs. Simply put, for some reason unknown to all of his colleagues and even himself, he was sore and sleep-deprived. It wasn’t like he had insomnia, right?

  Doubt slowly– almost as slowly as he had emerged from beneath his covers and quilts and mountain of pillows– made its unsettling way to the front of his mind and list of priorities.

  The 28 year old man with a college education that focused on law and articulture raised a hand to his face and rubbed his eyes sleepily. He stretched a few times, loosely threw a robe on over his attire of boxers and a white shirt, then forced himself to leave the comfort of his room and journey to the privately owned collection of books that sat in a storage space.

  All of the books had been divided into categories and thrown into cardboard boxes, then left in a spare room to accumulate a hazardous amount of dust and most likely microscopic particles of bacteria.

  Three boxes were stacked, one atop the other, for the “Science” genre. Six for “Humor”, two for “Religion”, an astounding eight for “Horror”, just one for “Romance”, and so on. Nathaniel John Millor took hold of one heavy box with the word “Medical” scribbled on the cubicle’s revealed face. He dragged it from point A, where it had resided peacefully until this disturbance, to point B, where he was crouching.

  The box was opened carefully so as to not disturb the dust bunnies that now used the top folds of cardboard as their own miniature field. A thin, paperback book in its prime was plucked from amongst the others.

  Nathan used his thumb to quickly flip through the content. When he spotted the word “Insomnia” in bold, he held the page and began reading. It was just his luck– he had that, too. Insomnia was number 99 on his list of ailments. He had the measles, mumps, malaria, scarlet fever, swine flu, strip throat, tuberculosis, meningitis, a hernia, a busted blood vessel, a few tumors, angina, and a sorry excuse for a friend that called him things like a “hypochondriac”, whatever that was.

  He looked back down at the book in his hands and began flipping through it again, attempting to quickly locate the “H” section.