Sorry . . .

I'm so sorry if you see any differences in the shading of my text. Some of the stories and such didn't want to copy right and this was the result. I will try to fix it in any of my newer pieces but there's nothing I can do about the other stuff that's already been posted. Sorry about any inconveniences . . .

A Modern Twist on an Old Tale . . .

This is a modernized version of an old tale that my friend and I wrote. We made it in half an hour, so I'd like to say that we did pretty good on it, considering everything. I hope you like it!


The Fisherman and his wife

Once upon a time there was a young boy who went out to the country to visit his grandparents over summer. He always found it interesting to do what they did every week; catch fireflies, play with their dogs, read the old scriptures written years ago by his ancestors, and run amuck in the hills, sometimes collecting berries. But his favorite activity was to go fishing with his grandfather at the lake. He spent 57 days there- which would be his last summer there until he was 28.

  He had gotten married, started a business, moved to the city, and had a son and an older daughter. He thought he had everything he wanted- until he went back to his grandparents’ place. His wife was safe inside (with her baby boy in her lap and her 5 year old girl asking when Christopher would wake up) when he decided he wanted to go fishing like he used to. So, he picked up a rod, hiked down to the lake, and sat down at the tip of the pier. He almost instantly got a fish on the other end. He yanked with all his might and saw a shimmery silver fish with glistening scales. “Are you okay, lad? You look a little pale; almost clammy! Do you get it? Clammy? You know, because I’m a fish . . . oh, never mind.” said the fish, grinning widely,”Okay, I’m sorry, it’s just been 117 long years since someone picked me up out of the pond. In return for sparing my life, I am forever in debt, blah, blah, blah . . . and I get to grant your deepest desires, your wishes! So, what’s your first?”

  The man had very obviously never met a talking fish before, and was fascinated with it. He said to it, just to see if the fish really could grant wishes,” I wish to be a billionaire?” The fish merely pointed behind him and gestured to a huge stack of money laying across the pier. “It’s yours, you know.” whispered the fish. The man then wished for everything he could think of; cars, tvs, phones, yachts, fancy mansions, and anything and everything else. Finally he ended his wishing spree by saying,”I wish to have all the gold and silver on Earth!” Something different happened this time, though.The the fish smirked and disappeared, saying,”Your choice.” Instantly, a tornado appeared, swirling around and stealing all his gifts from the fish. The man fell to his knees, starting to get sucked into the vortex.

  He got swept into unconsciousness, and, the next day, he woke up to acute hearing and razor-sharp hearing. He was now a fox, and a big one at that. He suddenly heard the fishes’ voice in his ears,”You are now no more than a disgusting piece of vermin, a fox. Forget about your wife and children. Forget about the fancy company and city views you have back home in New York. You’re now trapped in this body until someone speaks your true name without the greed of fulfilling a wish.” That night, the fox yelped in self pity, regretting with all his might that he had made so many wishes.

  The man wandered the streets, trapped in the body of a mere fox, growing more and more savage like one with each passing day. It had been 15 long years and he still thought of all the things he used to have but gave up for a bunch of useless desires and trinkets. His grief laid down on him like a metal blanket, hard and merciless.

 Though, fate smiled down on the father, sending a savior. His son went back to the house by the lake one fall, wondering how his father had went missing here. Why this serene, calm setting? What danger laid right beyond the blooming hills? The thought sent a rush of adrenaline up his spine. He called out into the night,”Dad! Where are you?” Something came out of the night; a red-pleated fox. The boy sighed. What a disappointment. Then anger arose. His dad should have been there for his family. “You’re not my dad!” he yelled,”You’re not Jake Winters! You’re just a stupid fox!”

 In that moment, that ‘stupid fox’, did in fact, become Jake himself. He smiled, recognizing his son at once. He sobbed as his son Christopher held him. He was finally reunited with his family, and he hoped to never leave again.

How to Steal a Dog

* * */ Three Stars

Genre: Adventure, Intellect, Suspense, Drama (a few funny scenes . . .)

In this simple yet gripping book by Barbara O'Connor, a family is in real trouble. As in, home trouble. And money trouble. And, well, all kinds of other trouble; even sleeping-in-our-car-'cause-we-lost-our-place trouble. So, when Georgina and her little brother find a poster for a missing dog, they're surprised; the reward is $500! The two devise a plan; find a rich person, steal their dog, wait until they put up posters, and then return the dog to gain the expensive reward. Simple, right? They just didn't expect the chain of events that happened afterwards . . .
In this book, the story comes to life as you slip into Georgina's shoes. You are always asking yourself,'What will happen next?' I recommend this book to anyone looking for a good, quick read (By the way, I gave this a three stars because I thought it was too quick for my liking; I like slow, more-developed books, but everyone's different, right?).

Ruby Red

* * * * */ Five Star (it was AMAZING . . .)

Genre: Action, Adventure, Drama, Humor, Danger, Suspense, Mystery, Fantasy, Romance (a little bit)

In this enchanting book by Kerstin Gier, a teenager named Gwendolyn Shepard is thrust into a world that's seemingly unimaginable. Every couple generations, a boy and a girl from each family (there are two gene-families) is born with a special time-traveling gene. There is only one carrier left to find, though, and everyone thinks that it's her snooty cousin, Charlotte. But, on the day of Charlotte's birthday, nothing happens. Something has happened to Gwendolyn, though. She is ripped through time and space when she leaves her house. She, in fact, is the special last carrier, the 'ruby'. There is a special prophecy about the ruby; that she will die an icy death. This all brings up many questions for Gwen. Will she be prepared for what happened next because Charlotte was trained instead of her? Will she ever find out what the 'Count' is planning (the founder of this secret time-travel organization)? Will Gwendolyn ever find out the truth behind this mysterious prophecy? Will she ever find where she belongs?
Jump into the world of this amazing and bedazzling novel, and you won't be sorry!



(and, yes, I put down both covers . . .)

An interesting new poem . . .

I found this poem online and really fell in love with it. It reminds me of Christmas, my favorite holiday. I hope everyone else enjoys it, too!

Cold Santa's Cold Santa

quickly i have never waiting, softly beyond

any hot-chocolate, your chimney have their chilling:

in your most fun season are things which smiling me,

or which i cannot clutching because they are too frostily

you look spectacular (amazingly) and your smile will unwrite me

though i have myself have been drawing Jesus,

you sharing always stars by stars myself as Christmas carols caring with her

(pranking swiftly, silently) while sitting and watching her wonderful movies

or if your snow be to loving me, i and

my ornaments will wrapping very frivolously , anxiously ,

as when the Christmas tree of this hot-chocolate failing

the candy-canes sweetly everywhere running;

nothing which we are to decorating in this Christmas presents watching

the holly and mistletoe of your frosty stocking: whose cinnamon

hoping me with the fireplace of its family,

gifting cookies and decorations with each laughing person

(i do not snowing what it is about you that dumping

and cheering; only something in me drinking

the lights of your chimney is more beautiful than all Christmas carols)

snowmen, not even the reindeer, have such delicate warm clothing as you, my friend

my one and only understander

Well, I don't understand half of it, but I guess that means it's good, right? Anyways, just a reminder, I will be posting other things like this, such as requested pieces, poems, short-stories, some creations of my friends, ect, ect. I won't say any more about what I will post (but it will involve another video, soon). Enjoy the cool (yet confusing) poem! 

Into the Wild

* * * * */ Five Stars

Genre: Action, Adventure, Danger, Suspense (lots of 'twoleg' humor)

In this remarkable book by Erin Hunter, you are invited into the world of the 'wild' cats. In this novel, the cat Rusty longs for a different life, one filled with adventure, instead of one as a 'kittypet', or house cat. It comes to him when he jumps over his fence for a walk in the woods and meets an apprentice named Graypaw. Graypaw trains to become a warrior of Thunderclan, where he will protect his clanmates(family), fight battles against enemy clans, and eventually have a mate and kits of his own. Rusty, intrigued by  clan life, decides to join and become a warrior as well. His life will now change forever as he encounters; hard training, weird houses, strange healers, interesting solutions, new rules, fierce fights, unexpected friends, and a desire to make his new clan proud of him, even though he was a lowly house cat. But, even though he feels he can prove his worth, will his new 'family' ever really accept him?
In this astonishing book, you'll find yourself being pulled in to this compelling story. I recommend this book to anyone searching for a good read.

The Cabinet of Earths

* * * */ Four Stars

Genre: Adventure, Fantasy, Danger, Action, Suspense (a little humor mixed in here and there)

In this enchanting book by Anne Nesbet, Maya and her family move to Paris, and her life changes drastically. She finds that, walking down the street, she feels like she is being followed. Also, she keeps noticing that strange salamander door handles keep popping up in the oddest of places. Then, she finds that her 'aunt' Louise is so unnoticeable, you barely see or pay attention to her at all. In all the weird things that have happened, there's still much more to come for Maya, including; meeting her 'long lost relative' Henry, uncovering interesting plot, a way to steal all the charm, swede, and grace from children, a cool party, a new friend, magical places, interesting conclusions, and, most interesting and amazing of all, a cabinet that literally holds your humanity and mortality in jars, making you immortal. Can Maya juggle all these things while still remembering who she is and that she herself has a choice?
This is a GREAT book that made me roaring for more. I loved it and I know that everyone who reads it will, too!