Journal #3

Hey buddy,

I know that I have been telling you about my kills, and how that makes me feel. How about we talk about something else today. I know that I haven’t told you much about my brother, but I miss him today. He was always there for me when we were younger. I was twelve when he went missing. He was fifteen. We used to play in our backyard. Hide and seek was my favorite.

It was one fall day when we were playing out in the backyard. I was counting to ten, and he was hiding. When I finished counting, I turned and saw him being dragged off by a hooded figure. I screamed for my parents, but there was nothing we could do. I went to my room and cried for days. I told you before my parents couldn’t handle it, so they decided to end their lives after six months of looking for him.

I have never stopped looking. My brother is my everything, and I need him to come back to me. I don’t believe that he is dead. I think he was kidnapped by some monster that has held him for all of these years. I am not twenty-one, which would make him twenty-four. I am not going to give up looking for my brother. I just can’t, because I know that he is alive. I just know it.

I need to lay here and cry for a little bit if that is ok, my friend. I love my brother and need to make sure that I get out my emotions before hunting again. I can’t let that weigh me down. For now, I will say goodnight, my friend, my journal.

 

Callie

Journal Entry #2

Hello again my friend. I just got back from killing a vampire. I can’t believe that it just comes so natural to me now. I don’t know why I feel nothing every time I kill. I just want to die sometimes, but I need to stop and think about Doryan. He is the one that needs me. Well, I need him too. I sit here on my bed taking off my combat boots and black socks so that my feet can rest. Man do I need to relax.

I need to take off my leather jacket because it is boiling in here. I just wanted to come and tell you about my kill. First, though I think I will change into my sweatpants because these leather ones are restricting. I have to wear leather to make myself more aerodynamic. Ha, ha who am I kidding I love leather, and the color purple, and green. Why am I droning on about what I like? Thanks for listening, I guess.

Oh, yeah I forgot to tell you I tuned up Handsome today. Oh yeah, that’s what I call my motorcycle. He is the only one that has been with me since I was sixteen. He gives me joy when we go places together. He has been mangled a few times, so I learned to fix him up so that we can stay together. He makes me really happy. I hope that one day you will do the same for me.

Anyway, back to the kill. I got wind of a vampire on that was terrorizing the young girls in one of the college dorms. So I went to investigate, come to find out that he was just right there in plain sight. He didn’t even try to hide. Man these monsters are getting more ballsy. Next thing you know they will be asking for rights.

So, I decided to act like one of the girls that he had been terrorizing. He picked me up at a bar with a cheesy pickup line I can’t remember. We went into the back of alley of the bar, and he tried to kiss me, and I acted all shy and reserved. He then started to kiss my neck, and suddenly I felt him open his mouth. He tried to bite me, but before he could I cut his head off. It felt so good. I know I need help but ridding the world of these things make me feel like I am doing some good in the world.

Thanks for listening to my story. Until tomorrow journal, my friend.

Callie

 

Callie’s 1st Journal Entry

As I sit here and think my mind wanders back to when my brother was kidnapped. I don’t think he will remember me, but I will make it my quest to find him. I don’t know if he is alive, but I hope he is. I have trained all of my life to be a hunter, and I have killed my fair share of monsters. I mean real monsters. I have killed vampires, werewolves, hybrids, and shifters. I have come across many more.

I don’t know what happened to Doryan, but I hope he remembers me. Doryan is my older brother, and he was my best friend. Our parents never got over the loss of Doryan. They committed suicide when I was twelve they both overdosed on painkillers. I found them on their bed. I ran away and started training to be the hunter I am now. I have told myself that I am going to journal more. I need to let out the emotions somehow. No one wants to hear my stories and woes. So I will try my best to continue my story with you my dear friend, my journal.

Goodnight.

Callie

Resolutions or Intentions?

Image result for free resolutions imagesWhat do you think is a better way to start the new year? Do you want to make resolutions that you know you will probably break? Or do you want to make intentions that you will possibly keep? I hope to make more intentions than resolutions. This will keep me on my track to being a better me.

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I intend to write more this year. Like it or not. I have to make myself schedule the time to write so that I make it a habit. I intend to be a better, healthier person this year. I need to get up an move more and make myself eat better. I need to schedule a work out in at some point in my day.

What are some of your intentions for yourself this year? Do you think that it will be harder to hold yourself accountable for intentions or resolutions? I believe that if we really want to, we can do anything we set our mind to. Here’s to making this year a great one and to keeping our intentions. Image result for free intentions images

I intend to write more on my blog and create a way for other creative people can contact me, and we can have amazing conversations. I know that I didn’t get through NaNoWriMo, but I am going to try and write my book this year. I am also working on my Master’s degree in Fine Arts with a concentration in Screenwriting. I really would like to write for TV and create things for people to enjoy.  This has been a dream of mine for a while now. I will make this my number one priority and writing is my most important intention. Please let me know what your intentions are, and if we share one, maybe we can hold each other accountable. If writing is your journey, good luck and I hope you can keep your intentions or if you prefer your resolutions.

Here is a Christmas Poem for you all.

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The time for shopping is upon us all.

Hope you finish before the last call.

Wrapping presents is such a tedious task.

So it is Santa that we willingly ask.

Hope you have been good this year.

Coal is something that may bring a single tear.

The tree is up and all decorated.

Now we just have to wait for things to get complicated.

The presents under the tree are all aglow.

All that money you spent and nothing to show.

Hope you have a great Holiday season.

Merry Christmas to all and I hope you remember the reason.

 

Hope everyone has a great holiday and give lots of presents. Here’s to hoping this holiday is something that will make us all feel good this year. Happiness is something that we all should experience this time of year. I wrote this on a whim, so please don’t be too harsh. I thought it would be something fun to do to keep me writing.

I need to vent.

Who has a hard time around this time of year? I have a hard time keeping up with my writing and doing things that keep me away writing. I hate that I do that and I think I need to start making myself write even if I don’t want to.

Writing is my passion, but sometimes you have to take a break from it, or you will just not feel like doing it anymore. I have taken time off of school for awhile to be able to recharge and help myself with writing.

I love the holidays, but I don’t like the way that my day job pushes us because everything has to be done by year-end. It can be impossible at times. That always drags me down and make me feel like I don’t want to write. Not making excuses just venting.

I have started writing my first novel. It is not the novel that I thought I would write, but I think this one will be the one that launches my career. When I go back to school, I will be working on my MFA in Screenwriting. I just hope that I can live up to the standards of the industry.

My dream is to work for a TV show as one of the staff writers. This would make me feel like I actually accomplished something. Mara, I wanted to say to you, I tried to do NaNoWriMo, but it kicked my butt. I didn’t get very far before something stopped me. I just wanted you to know that I tried, I really did.

Thank everyone for listening to me rant and vent. I needed to let you know that I was still here even though I haven’t posted. I have been dealing with a lot of family stuff and work, but I am going to try and write at least once a week.

I Need to Write More

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I have been terrible about keeping up with my writing. I am trying to make it a point to write something every day. I feel that if I don’t write, I don’t feel like I am doing what I need to be doing. I challenge all of you to write every day for the rest of your life. May it be in a journal, poetry, or just blogging.

I wanted to give you a little piece of myself today. I love to write, but I have been swamped lately, and have not been the writer that I want to be. I wanted to share a seasonal poem that I have written.

Halloween Time

Reds, yellows, and oranges too

Fall leaves of many colors all around

The wind is blowing along the ground

Shivers up and down your spine

For you know that it’s Halloween Time

 

Devils, angels, zombies, and monsters

Are they real or in your imagination?

Could be a mad scientist’s creation

Mixing potions like he is blind

For he knows that it’s Halloween Time

 

Candy apples, chocolate, and more

The children all love to eat

What the witch’s make them as a treat

Stirring the cauldron with rhythm and rhyme

For they know that it’s Halloween Time

 

Parties, sleepovers, and movie night

Families share their stories of horror

To see whose can be gorier

When scary tales seem to feel sublime

For they know that it’s Halloween Time