The Day of the Doctor!

Hello, blogglings! Today's the day! The sun is shining and the 50th anniversary is here!

 I CAN'T EVEN.

I've got my Dalek bracelet and Whovian necklace on...

And I'm ready to go!


Unfortunately, I don't get any channel that is playing the special today, but hopefully I can scrape up enough cash to go see it in the theater! (and the only theater near me that's playing it is sold out today, so maybe I'll make it on Monday...) Anywho! (See what I did there?) HAPPY DAY OF THE DOCTOR EVERYONE!!!!!!!

The Broken Cup

It all started last night when my eight-year-old brother was loading the dishwasher.

Clang.

Crash.

The handle on my favorite mug had broken off.

I need to say right now, I am a very sentimental person. There's a large plastic tub at the bottom of my closet that is filled to the brim with keepsakes. Everything from letters sent from friends to old soccer trophies to a yarn doll I made with my best friend years ago. These things hold memories for me, but I constantly have to remind myself that they are things. They are not people with personalities and feelings. My memories are not confined to them.

Last night, as I stared at my pretty cup now marred, my mind reeled. I began to blame my brother in my thoughts and even his tears and apology was not enough to make up for MY CUP. My precious, lovely cup that had seen me through sorrowful days as I slurped comforting peppermint tea. The nights when my parents and brother and I would stay up later than the little ones and watch an episode (or two) of Doctor Who. The chilly mornings that I would curl up in a blanket on the couch with a good book. This cup, my cup, was more important to me than my sweet brother whose eyes were filling with tears as he realized what he had done. I held that blame inside me until I realized how hateful I was being. It was an accident that I needed to forgive.



Dad brought out the superglue and I rocked back and forth holding my cup as the glue worked it's magic. I took this time to reflect on my actions and thoughts, and to pray for God to forgive me for my hatred toward my brother. It was hard to concentrate, being in the living room, which is in the center of the house. Kids were running and squealing, my dad was talking over them as he explained to my grandparents the rules to a board game we were going to play, and my littlest brother was waving two thick glow sticks at me, while jumping and making Hulk noises. This is my family. These people around me matter more than everything in my keepsake tub. They aren't perfect, but neither am I.

Sometimes one of them will brake something I hold dear, and though I most likely will get angry for a bit, I will always remember how blessed I am to have this big, clumsy family by my side.

Ender's Game by Orson Scott Card

(From Goodreads)

 In order to develop a secure defense against a hostile alien race's next attack, government agencies breed child geniuses and train them as soldiers. A brilliant young boy, Andrew "Ender" Wiggin lives with his kind but distant parents, his sadistic brother Peter, and the person he loves more than anyone else, his sister Valentine. Peter and Valentine were candidates for the soldier-training program but didn't make the cut—young Ender is the Wiggin drafted to the orbiting Battle School for rigorous military training.

Ender's skills make him a leader in school and respected in the Battle Room, where children play at mock battles in zero gravity. Yet growing up in an artificial community of young soldiers Ender suffers greatly from isolation, rivalry from his peers, pressure from the adult teachers, and an unsettling fear of the alien invaders. His psychological battles include loneliness, fear that he is becoming like the cruel brother he remembers, and fanning the flames of devotion to his beloved sister.

Is Ender the general Earth needs? But Ender is not the only result of the genetic experiments. The war with the Buggers has been raging for a hundred years, and the quest for the perfect general has been underway for almost as long. Ender's two older siblings are every bit as unusual as he is, but in very different ways. Between the three of them lie the abilities to remake a world. If, that is, the world survives.


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A story full of all the action due a science fiction novel, Ender's Game exceeded my expectations beyond what I had anticipated. Not only was the plot, story world, and action amazing, but the characters were absolutely extraordinary. I was mostly impressed by their development, which was executed smoothly and believably.  Characters like these are hard not to get attached to, and you know how I am when it comes to lovable characters...

Usually I have a hard time relating to male characters, but Ender was a surprising exception. The book starts out with him being six-years-old  (already smarter than I ever will be), then he continues to age throughout the book. I loved the parts where he aged. It was obvious that he was older and more mature each time, and that he had changed. Change is crucial in a novel; change is crucial in life. The change Ender goes through is astonishing, mostly because he's so young.

I'm pretty sure the average eight-year-old today can't understand physics and null gravity, just saying.

Overall, this book is so awesome that it's on my list of favorite books.

Plus, it's a movie that's airing in theaters AS WE SPEAK.

I'm probably going to go see it sometime in the next couple weeks. I'll do a review when I do. Judging from the trailer, I think it's going to be really good... Hopefully it won't be disappointing.

Vocabulary of a Fangirl - Part 2

And now for my second (and last) installment of...*drum roll please*...Vocabulary of a Fangirl!

This post is mainly here to expand your fangirl vocabulary (Part 1 is here, if you haven't looked at it yet: Vocabulary of a Fangirl: Part 1).

So, we'll start out with a word that I use quite a lot.


Ship/Shipping - When you especially like two characters as a couple you say "I ship them." (or, more likely: "Ermagersh. I totally. Arghh. I SO SHIP THEM!!!"). Also, when you ship a couple, they have to have a cute name. It's basically law. For example:

Percy + Annabeth = Percabeth

Sherlock + Molly = Sherlolly

 

Four + Tris = Fourtris or Tobias + Tris = Tribias (your choice)

Katniss Everdeen + Peeta Mellark = Everlark

 OTP - One True Pair. The fictional couple you ship the hardest is your OTP. My OTP is Fourtris!

 There were some sweetly sad Fourtris parts in Allegiant.

 I started to dream that it would end happily ever after...

 Still, I ship them harder than anyone else.



Headcanon - (from Google): Elements and interpretations of a fictional universe accepted by an individual fan, but not found within or supported by the official canon.

THE FEELS - When you are overcome with intense feelings toward something fandom related. Usually, they're depressingly sad feels.

POV - Point Of View. For ex. "In my POV, Sherlolly is way better than Johnlock" or vice versa.


Gender Bender - Just like how it sounds.  The reversing of gender roles. In fandom terms it goes something like this:

I can't/I can't even/NO/I'm done - Basically the whole of our vocabulary as fangirls. We can't speak full sentences while fangirling. It's impossible.

 There's usually some major table-flipping involved...

And we can not be comforted...

Asdfghjkl (plus any other letters & symbols you happen to slam on the keyboard) - "I-can't-speak-Ermagersh-Aaaah-I-can't-no-argghhhhhh-No-I-just-eeek" in one phrase.

And that's it folks. This is the life and language of a fangirl. Thank you for joining me on this journey of magnificent discovery and wonder. I suppose that you can now go into the world as fully fledged Fangirls and Fanboys. Hope you had fun, because I know I did! :)


~Lily

NaNoWriMo 2013

National Novel Writing Month, most commonly known as NaNoWriMo, is a 30 day challenge for the month of November. The challenge is to, basically, write a whole novel in just one month. You make a word count goal (or just go with 50,000, which is what they suggest) and you try to reach it before December 1st!

You may be asking:

Why would anyone wish such madness on themselves?

Because, we writers are mad. We're all mad here.

Nevertheless, this is my first time participating...and what a challenge it has been! Sadly, I have not reached my goal each day and it was getting very discouraging. I still feel like kicking myself when I look at the pitiful amount of words I've written.

But you know what? It doesn't matter, Hatter. (Sorry, couldn't help it...)

Even if I don't "win" NaNo this year, I will be further with my novel than I would have been if I hadn't participated, and I'll know more tips and tricks for next time. Yes, rest assured, I will be doing NaNo every year from now on! Unless, of course, something so terrible like a death or a massive hurricane prevented me. Even so, I would still write, because that's what we do here: WRITE.


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And.

If any of you, my little blogglings, are doing NaNo this month - let me know! We can be buddies :D

Well, that is if you want me for a buddy. I won't mind if you don't...

Much.




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