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Oh! No! You've fallen into my Nothing Box!.... Might as well make the best of your trip :)

Welcome to the Nothing Box! This is where I post up all of my random pictures and random poems or, really, anything random that I do :) Enjoy!

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This is one of my doodles that I drew while I was in Oregon :-F What do ya think??? :)

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with Patricia Carrigan

Thanks Mike Boehler and Michele Rempel for such a fantastic interview! You guys Rock!  Can't wait to come back after The Rising is published! Huge hugs!!
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                        I have this thing for snappin pics so
                                          here ya go!! lol

      First up are some pics of my grandma's flowers in her garden :)
Next, is The Glass Museum in Tamcoma... In case you didn't know, I love glass! I work with glass myself :) Aren't I just full of surprizes?? lol
Then off to Ludlow Falls in Washington.  I love nature and it's beautiful there!
Hope you enjoyed my trip pics :-F

This is it! These are THE Cupcakes I made for Craig and the rest of Foghat!

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They are werewolves, peas and carrots, spaghetti and meatballs and corn on the cob. :-F All cupcake and candy and according to the guys, they were phenomenal! :-F Yay!

Creative Writing Portfolio

The Labyrinth

Loose stones Line the Labyrinth walls

A sharp Left

See the Labyrinth Keeper with eyes Like Lapis Lazuli

Laying in a Lush garden of Lotus and Larkspur

Listening to Lingering silence

You Look and Leave

Later, sharp Left

Becoming Lost in your own Lunatic thoughts

Now, in the Languor of afternoon air

Look and See

No Luck

Dead end.

The Writer and the Trees

The writer sits in front of a large, lean tree

The branches are plentiful; covered in sandy brown bark

She sits down quietly

Looking still and calm

Hand moving quickly across the page

Biting her lip in thought as she glances around at the ground

The strong, tall tree at her back had littered pinecones everywhere

Creating small shadows that speckle the ground in the morning sun

Including the tree’s own, tall shadow.

The writer has almost a full page now

Pausing only once or twice to refresh her memory

The younger trees around her are nothing like the one at her back

Having needles instead of their bright green leaves

Standing out of the crowd

Like the leader of the pack

Just after Winter

What if I said – it was last spring,

The sky after it rained that morning

In our own backyards –

 

What if I said it was the light wind

Swirling above the tree

Between the stars

In A Starry Night by Van Gogh

 

What if I said a steady stream, if I said wisteria hanging down the sides of a flower pot –

Or hyacinth blooming in a gentle rain

Soaking up the water from the soil around it –

 

If it was the air looming in the moon’s light

Right after the late winter sun dips away from sight

 

Periwinkle, I said. Smooth Periwinkle.

Swimming in Reality

I jumped in

I took the plunge

Waking myself up with reality

Splashing my face as I make my movements forward

I know others are waiting behind me

Preparing to dive in

I know I’m trying hard to keep my head up and above

I keep myself from drowning in unimportant and unknown dangers

They nudge and slide beneath my feet as they swim near

As I tread and swim

Determined

To reach my future and my goals

And someday, I know, I’ll be on my own

I jumped in

I took the plunge

Waking myself up with reality

Prisoner of the Moon

Leona never wanted this to happen to her… or her family.

It’s because of her that she and her family have to keep moving around from state to state. Who knows what’s next? Another country? And it’s all due to her ‘problem’ as her family puts it.

“Are we almost there?” Jeremy, Leona’s older brother, asked impatiently from the seat next to her while pushing his glasses back up the bridge of his nose. “I’m dying back here.”

Their mom looked back from the passenger’s seat and slightly smiled. “You have food and your game boy in your travel bag, don’t you?”

Jeremy rolled his eyes, “It’s a Nintendo DS, Mom, and yeah I have food. I just don’t want to be sitting here anymore, I need to get up and actually do something.”

Leona started to block out what ever her mom was saying next, she didn’t really care about her brother’s bickering. What she really cared about was that she had already eaten two bags of beef jerky, all four of her jerky sticks, a box of whoppers, and a bag of gummy bears… and she’s still hungry.

Her parents had just started learning to put more food in her packs, unfortunately, it still isn’t enough. She stared out of the car window without really looking at anything and pushed her black bangs to the side of her forehead. Two more hours until we get to our new town, our new life, and my new high school. Leona thought, already feeling like a loner.

 

Leona came down the stairs of her new house with her backpack slung over her shoulder carrying everything she needed; mainly bags of beef jerky.

Her mom met her in the car. “Hello sweetie.” She said as Leona got in the passenger’s seat.

“Hi Mom.” Leona said in a somewhat cheery mood.

Her mom smiled and pulled out of the driveway, only waiting to talk again when they turned into the parking lot of Leona’s new high school. “Alright, I hope you have a good day at school sweetie.” She said as Leona unbuckled her seat belt and opened the car door.

She was about to step out when her mom grabbed her arm, “Please don’t mess this up again… I really like it here and it would really hurt to leave it.”

Leona was speechless, so instead she nodded, closed the door, and walked away.

There goes my cheery mood for the day. She thought when she entered the main office to grab her schedule.

 

“Lunch, finally.” Leona muttered under her breath as she gathered her biology textbook and notebook from her desk in the back of the classroom. Her black hair swooped into her face as she looked down to zip up her backpack.

“Hey! I’m Rachel.” A voice said from behind her.

Leona’s brother probably would have squealed if anyone popped up on him like that, but Leona wasn’t very easy to surprise. She turned around to face a sweet faced brunette with hazel eyes, “Hello…” Leona said.

Rachel smiled. “You’re Leona, right?”

Leona nodded and managed a smile.

“Pretty name.” Rachel continued. “Why don’t you come sit with me and my friends at lunch, they’re really nice and are fairly easy to get along with.” She giggled.

Leona mulled the offer over in her head. “Okay.” She finally said with a smile.

She’d never been asked to sit with a group before when she came to a new school. Most of the time she would sit against a wall outside or find bench around the school.

Maybe this place is better. Leona thought to herself as she followed Rachel out of the biology classroom and to the cafeteria.

Rachel led her to a rounded table in the middle of the cafeteria where two other girls were. “Hey guys! This is Leona, she’s new here.” Rachel said as they sat down.

A girl with shoulder length blonde hair and bright blue eyes looked Leona over. “Oh my goodness, you’re pretty.” She said with a slight accent. “Are you part Italian?” she asked.

Leona nodded and gave a close-lipped smile.

“I was thinkin’ the same thing when I saw her black hair.” Another girl with chocolate colored skin said.

Rachel laughed and pointed to the blonde, “This is Darcy.” And then she pointed towards the other girl, “And this is Tabatha.” They both smiled.

“Hi.” Leona said with a smile of her own and pulled a bag of beef jerky out of her backpack.

Rachel and Tabatha stared at it.

“Is that all you’re going to eat?” Darcy asked nicely. “I have some other food if you don’t want to just eat that.”

Leona shook her head. “No, it’s alright. This is basically all I eat… well, this and whoppers.” She said.

Tabatha shook her head. “I can’t eat whoppers anymore. I gained five pounds the last time I got my hands on those babies.”

Rachel pointed to the bag of jerky. “If that’s all you eat then how do you stay so skinny?” she asked.

Leona looked herself over and tried to think of something extracurricular that would keep her in shape. “I, uh, I do boxing.” She finally said.

All three of the girls stared at her. Finally Tabatha leaned over towards Darcy and said, “That would explain the arm muscles.”

Rachel giggled and Darcy nodded in agreement.

Leona hunched her shoulders slightly in a sad attempt to take away from her slightly defined figure.

Darcy reached a hand over and patted Leona’s hand, “It’s alright, don’t be ashamed of it, you’re beautiful. But listen,” she included Rachel and Tabatha, “My parents are letting me have some people over to hang out tonight if y’all wanna come. I think it would be tons of fun.”

Rachel and Tabatha agreed they would go instantly and Leona was about to do so herself, she was never invited to anything, until she remembered what tonight was. Her smile fell completely. “I’m sorry, I can’t… I have to… help my parents unpack boxes.”

Tabatha made a sad face. “Aw, maybe next time then.”

“Yeah.” Darcy said with a genuine smile. “I’d love to have you over.”

“Okay.” Leona smiled.

 

The moonlight barely penetrated through the dense forest trees as Leona kept walking through the fallen pine needles. She had started walking from the tree line back at her house five hours before when she got home from school.

She had to be as far away as she could.

Leona felt the air become still and took a deep breath. Here it comes… She thought.

In an instant, her spine cracked and twisted, throwing her to the ground screaming.

Her fingers began to turn claw like, growing longer and harder nails. Her screams started to sound more like howling wails as her teeth began to elongate and her mouth began to take shape into a muzzle.

Leona’s black hair seemed to cover her everywhere, turning more into fur.

Her clothes lay in a ripped pile beneath her as she stood on all fours. She looked up through the trees, catching only a glimpse of the full moon above her.

This isn’t my ‘problem’. She thought to herself. This is my life.

Leona threw her head back and howled before running off into the night. Constantly in search of her next prey.

Super Blue the Balloon

Once upon time, there was a little blue balloon. He was always very sad because he didn’t have very many friends. All the cool balloons were bright colors and they didn’t want to be seen with a pastel color like Little Blue’s color. But one day, a quite popular balloon named Birthday, was floating around in the sun. Birthday didn’t know, but when he stayed out in the sunlight for too long his color began to fade.

            “Oh, no!” Birthday cried, “They’ll never know it’s me!”

            Lucky for him, Little Blue was there to see him and came to the rescue.

            “Have no fear! Blue is here!” He yelled as he floated quickly over to Birthday.

            “How will you help me? You’re faded too!” Birthday asked helplessly.

            “I have a red sharpie!” Little Blue said happily and began coloring Birthday until he was a shiny red color. He was even more vibrant than before.

            “Wow! Thanks!” Birthday exclaimed. “Why don’t you color yourself?” he asked, thinking that Little Blue would then be able to hang out with Birthday and the rest of his shiny friends.

            To Birthday’s surprise, Little Blue looked away, “I only have a red sharpie…” he said quietly.


Poems
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Here are my Poems! Enjoy!
Ode to Potatoes
You're round and thick
With dirty skin and many eyes
There's many ways to serve you
I'll never get sick
Mashed, fried, hashed, baked
Oh, potatoes, you're mine to thank.

Labels
Preppy, skater, nerds, jocks,
So many labels that everyone mocks
You're funny, you're sweet, but that's not neat.
Don't call her from her looks
Don't judge him by his book
You turned their name into a freakish game.
Freaks and geeks, their just smart.
Why do you have to bag on them?
You have no heart.
You shouldn't do that although everyone does.
Skaters, cheerleaders,
They love what they do
They have a life
You need one too.
Cupid's Sticky-Note
A pull-back
-aim- and then -fire-
Bulls-eye
A heart-tipped arrow hit a young teen's heart
He blinked in wonder as he entered the office
Behind a desk, typing away, sat a beauty
Curled hair and deep blue eyes
Of course you'd think she's shy
He paced back and forth and then again
She looked up silently and found herself to be lost in dark brown eyes
"Can I help you?" she asked
He smiled
Soon enough a conversation breaks out
Her name and number is all he leaves with
Soon to be stuck on a leather surface
Calls every night
To see if it's right
Cupid's Sticky-Note, Hold on tight
Months and months of calls, small talk, dates, and notes
Their love grew as great as it could
18 long years later
2 sons
3 daughters
The folded leather surface clung on to by the small note - untouched
Not even moved
Stays there, resembling the glances of two young minds
One draw
One hit
The young man strolls out early, just to see if it sticks
Car window shattered
Just before dawn
Everything's gone
The case the leather surface
18 long years
18 years is all first glance memories last
Cupid's Sticky-Note is gone, but the love still lasts.



Here are some of my pictures!
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