When I was younger, I would read many different genres of books. Such adventure, romance, mystery, thriller, horror, fantasy, etc. But now as I've gotten older and found what I like, I normally just read horror or fantasy books and doing that's not a bad thing at all because I have found what works for me to keep me interested and reading. This doesn't mean I won't ever read another mystery or a thriller (but I probably won't read another romance, not for me).
Well, the time has come. I have spent three full semesters at Cowley and am finally in my last one. When I started attending, I was looking forward to this day, but now that it's finally just around the corner, I wish it wasn't so. Cowley really should be a four-year college. I'm sure that I'm not the only one that's going to miss Cowley and the friends that we've made and the good times that we had once we leave.
I have been working on a novel. I don't know if it's any good or if I will even attempt to publish it is still unknown to me, but I have been having a lot of fun working on it. A few days ago, I had just finished the second chapter and was feeling a little proud of myself. My sister noticed and asked why I was in a good mood, so I told her why and she asked to read it.
Ever since I was a little kid, I have spent every single Thanksgiving dinner at my grandmother's house. It's always a fun time. I get to spend time with my cousins that I don't get to see very often. I get to visit the farm and take an hour or so to walk around in the fields just enjoying the fresh air and freedom that you can't have within the city limits. I get to eat more than my fair share of fattening food, but most of all, I get to enjoy time with my family.
Recently, a group of writers and I went to the Nimrod Writers Conference. I went last year and enjoyed it, but this year was much better. Each year, they choose 1 novelist and 1 poet to come and share about how they write and read a little bit of their upcoming books. The novelist this year was Laura Van Den Berg. Laura's recent novel is a mystery called 'Find Me'. I haven't had a chance to read it just yet but when she read a small piece of it, I loved it.
Halloween is coming up and that means that we are all going to see more clowns and maybe a few other monsters that make us shiver. October is the one month that I look normal for having more than the average amount of horror movies and books in an everyday household. Ever since I was little, I always loved being scared and I can thank my dad for making me watch horror movies with him when I was only 7 years old for that.
I've seen a lot of horror movies in my day but none have hit me as hard as Stephen King's It did. I recently just watched it and I'm already planning another trip to go and see It again. In this blog, there will be no spoilers so you don't have to worry about me telling you what happens to little Georgie at the beginning or what happens at the end.
The school year is just starting, and I am already swamped. Between work, school, and social life, I don't have much time to just sit around a be lazy anymore like I did last year. Is it because I'm more of an adult now? Probably not. For my first blog of the year, I want to write about something most of us hate to talk about. Yes, becoming an adult. The scariest and most exciting this we will ever do.
Last week, I had the privilege of going to the Native Crossroads Film Festival: Bodies in Motion with a few other Cowley writers. It was very fun as well as informal. I learned about Native American culture as well as some culture of Mexico as well. The first film we watched was called "Rariihuuru- The Letter".
This week, a group of writers and myself got to explore the original town of Wichita better known as "Cow Town." We all loaded up on the bus and headed there. I didn't know what to expect because no one really told me what Cow Town was. I thought it was just a town that had loads of cows walking around it. When we got there, there were no cows in sight.