Aubrey liked to think that she was good at keeping a level head in dire situations (and in some instances, that would actually be the case)… but when a baby squirrel dropped about twenty feet from a palm tree onto her deck, she did admit to panicking a bit. Just a bit.
She was sitting at the dining table, pretending to do homework while actually surfing the internet, when she suddenly heard a thud right outside the sliding glass doors that lead to the backyard. She looked outside to see her family’s dog, Max, cautiously sniffing something and wagging his tail. She closed the computer, squinting her eyes at the scene outside. What is that thing? Is it an animal? But it’s barely moving… Oh my god, is that a squirrel?! Jumping out of the chair, she quickly brought Max inside, wanting to make sure that nothing happened to the squirrel.
So, there she was, standing about two feet away from this little, helpless baby squirrel who didn’t even have its eyes open- it was just curled up there on the deck, barely breathing. Max was overflowing with excitement at this point, scratching at the doors in an attempt to join Aubrey and the squirrel in the backyard.
After panicking and consulting the internet for a couple minutes, Aubrey ran back inside to frantically search for a cardboard box, an old t-shirt, and a large ziplock bag. She filled the bag with hot water and tucked it under the shirt into the box, creating something like a heated cushion as the internet said to do. Returning outside, she gently pushed the squirrel into the box. It still wasn’t moving.
Maybe it would have been less nerve wracking if someone else had been home, but Aubrey was alone in the house. Her mom had taken Aubrey’s sister to her tutoring session of the week.
Aubrey called her mom, keeping a close eye on the squirrel all the while, but she wasn’t picking up. Shoot, they must still be in the class.
At this point, the squirrel had stopped moving altogether. Aubrey struggled to breathe properly. What do I do, what do I do, what do I do, it’s gonna die, it’s gonna die, what do I do, what can I do, what should I do? Even Max had stopped whining from inside, and was laying down with his head resting on both his paws.
… and I can feel myself stretching forward against the elastic boundary, literally on the brink of being flung back to where I started from. The place where there are two pathways- the one I have been taking as of late, or the other one that requires so much more effort. Ew, I know.
The looming apple tree in the front yard used to be ideal for sitting under while admiring the soft light glinting off the ruby bricks and pristine roof shingles of her old home. It lay on the outskirts of a large city, far away enough so that only the loudest of the bustling noise would touch it. Every spring, the apple boughs would be laden with scarlet fruit for a fortnight before they dropped to the supple grass below. A creek ran its course around the house’s border, in constant motion despite the overpopulation of rocks and algae in its way. A wooden fence stood near the creekside, supporting a mass of mock-orange plants. They were trimmed every week, and the blossoms would often drop into the pellucid waters and drift down the gentle current. Continue reading
I haven’t written on this blog since October.
See, right about now I could easily pull out about fifty billion excuses for why I haven’t been keeping up in the blogging world for the past two-ish months.
But I’m not going to.
Because right here and right now, as I sit typing up this last blog post of mine for 2014, I am deciding that I will no longer dwell on what has happened in the past.
Yes, I did hit a wall regarding creativity- but that’s okay, because things are starting to clear up a bit now and my brain is slowly getting back to that place where I can really dream again (*knocks on wood*). It’s going to be 2015, and I’m definitely going to do my best to make it absolutely fabulous.
So, here’s the question I’ve been asking myself: where do I want to go with Wordy&Nerdy?
I do know that at this very point, I’m not entirely pleased with the direction it’s going. I mean, yeah, I like a few ideas, but there are others that I want to change, too. I want to be more honest with my writing, I want to work more on really finding my voice, and I think I want to try to write more for myself.
One exciting thing I currently have planned is a totally new blog design. I’m working on all the pieces to it right now, so I’ll hopefully have it up very soon! 🙂
Hopefully I’ll get back into the rhythm of writing and going through other lovely peoples’ blogs as it was earlier this year, because though I’m a little out of it at the moment, I would love love love to get that back.
This entire year has literally gone by before I could register it, and honestly I’m not sure if that’s a good or bad thing; however, I do know that 2015 is going to be full of crazy fantastic adventures and I’ll be making tons of incredible memories the whole time.
This concludes my very short blog post to end a seemingly-very-short year. Thank you to every single one of you who has taken the time to read some of my writing, because writing on this blog (as well as my absence from it) has contributed to making me realize how much I love to create things. Have an absolutely fantabulous year!
Well, nerdlings, it’s back.
The dreaded cold has conquered me once again.
About halfway through the school day yesterday, I felt my nose start to itch and my throat start to hurt. At first, I dismissed it, suspecting it to be only allergies and nothing more- but three cough drops and two full water bottles later, it wasn’t gone.
I came home that night to start my homework, wanting to get it done as quickly as possible so I wouldn’t have to worry about it in the morning before school or during lunch hours the next day, but then I just gave up. As much as I try to avoid taking days off from school (even one day leaves me so, so, so behind with work), I decided that I would not be waking up at 5:45 in order to reach a 7am class on time.
Instead of actually being a productive human today, I woke up, brushed my teeth, ate some food, and slept for a good solid two hours more. I proceeded on to watch multiple episodes of Supernatural before taking another nap. And now, here I am, rambling about my extremely uneventful day to the internet.
Good day, nerdlings!
About a week ago, one of my favorite bands of all time, Yellowcard, came out with a new album.
First of all, EEEEEEEE! I’m super pumped about this new music- I’ve been listening to Yellowcard for quite a while now (since around sixth or seventh grade) and I love seeing all the different things they’ve come up with over time. When they announced the upcoming release of their ninth album, Lift a Sail, a couple months ago, I couldn’t have been more excited.
Also, let me just say- the cover art is probably my favorite out of all the Yellowcard albums. I think it’s absolutely gorgeous, and it totally fits with the mood of the whole album.
So, in honor of this awesome new release, I’ve decided that I’ll share some of my thoughts on this album. Be sure to give it a listen, I’m quite fond of it! If you want to buy it, you can do so right here through iTunes.
Yes, yes, yes, I know- today is Sunday.
But it’s close enough and I DO WHAT I WANT.
Either way, today I’m going to be sharing a little snippet of something I wrote instead of working on my novel. It’s become very frequent of me to do this- I’ll sit down to write and get at least a good 1,000 words down in The Great Novel Of Doom, but I’ll (accidentally) end up writing out some other idea that’s been floating around in my head for a while. This particular thing involves pirates with magical powers that no one (including me) fully knows about. It was also kind of a practice to work with different speech patterns (although that didn’t work out too well… oops).
Let me know what you think down below! I might actually write out some more of this one, we’ll see how it goes. 🙂