Back in the day, I was an equestrian. Near the end of my horseback riding career, I experimented briefly with eventing. If I had the time, I’d love to explore riding cross country more, but for now, the memories will have to suffice.
Written circa 2007, this was my go-to “describe an obstacle you’ve overcome” or fear-conquering story.
Eventing. What a nondescript word. Maybe it hints of competition; but what kind of competition? A sport? What sport? Let me solve the mystery for you: eventing is a type of horseback riding that includes three different events: stadium, dressage, and cross country. I recently began eventing at a new barn and learned the different types of riding in eventing. Stadium consists of jumps set up in an arena; I have done stadium for about three years. Dressage is complex flatwork (no jumping), so I know the basics for dressage. However, I had never done cross country, which incorporates riding over many natural jumps like logs and banks. Cross country is by far the most thrilling—and frightening—event. Continue reading
Written circa 2006.
One morning, Marie Kaline woke up to her mother shaking her. “Marie! Wake up! Mitchell disappeared last night!” Mitchell was their next door neighbor. It was only eight o’clock in the morning and already the day was disastrous. Marie gasped. “What happened?” she asked. “Do you know?” “No,” her mother replied, “but he was kidnapped…His mother just phoned. She wants us to go to their house. Now hurry and get dressed.” In a few minutes, Marie and Mrs. Kaline were on their way. Mitchell’s mother met them at the door. Her black hair, normally neat, was uncombed. Her cheerful face was now white with worry. Continue reading
What do you want to be when you grow up?
That’s such a hard question to answer! But as I come across various jobs which appeal to me, I’ll write them down and then I’ll have something to say!
- Find a cure for the common cold
- Fireworks designer
- Graphic artist
- Computer programmer
- Cancer Researcher
- Forensic Scientist
- School Counselor
- Invent something amazing and never work, just be a stay-at-home mom or something
- Before I figure out what I want to be…I know where I want to GO! Stanford!
- An Engineer (goes with the “invent something” plan)
The above is an ongoing list I’ve had for quite some time, roughly in chronological order. Fireworks designer still sounds awesome. I’ve always dreamed of seeing Gandalf-like fireworks in our night sky. Continue reading
Written in 5th/6th grade, this fictional short story is a chilling tale of unashamed info-dumps, family dynamic stereotypes, and predictable…holy mother of Martin THAT’s the ending?!
The assignment was to write a scary story, I believe. Hyperdetailed prologue notwithstanding, there was no part of the prompt that required us to name every single one of our extraneous secondary characters.
THE GHOST SHIP
Pete was the sixth child in a family of seven children. The three oldest kids, Matthew, Rob, and Katie were in high school and they were much too proud of it. They were very arrogant, and they would often pick on their younger siblings. The only one of his siblings that was actually nice to him was the fourth child in the family, Mark. His younger brother Teddy looked up to him, and Mary, the fifth child in the family, was completely indifferent to his existence. They would all often make fun of him.
Pete had an odd birthmark on the back of his left hand. It was pale and it almost seemed to shimmer at night, but in the morning, he was hardly able to see it. Sometimes it would seem large and perfectly round, sometimes it would seem rather thin and curved, and sometimes, even late at night, he wouldn’t be able to see it at all. His older brothers teased him about it a lot, and he felt very resentful towards them. Continue reading
We, my friends, are going time traveling.
I’ll admit, this is partly an attempt to make sure I post at least once a week, even when I’m swamped by school and have no time to write. My first day of classes — that is, the day I start taking Mechanics I, Fluid Mechanics, Thermodynamics, Computer-Aided Design, and Engineering Math A and B — is August 25th, and I only have a week left before I ship off across the country. I want to keep blogging. Nay, I SHALL keep blogging. But just in case, I’ve invented my own version of Throwback Thursday: Mini-Me Mondays.
Each Monday (or so I hope), you’ll hear from a special guest writer. I’m bringing in the cavalry here, guys, and you know the coolest part? It’s still ME.
Most of the pieces will be pre- high school, I think, although anything that seems juvenile enough and tickles my fancy will probably make its way here eventually. I might publish it raw, with just a date to specify exactly when in the prehistoric era I wrote it. I might polish it up. I might comment on it. Anything’s possible, really. You never know what might happen when you start tinkering with time travel. First Mini-Me Monday is projected to take place in three days…see you in the future!