Story

This is the beginning of a story I am working on, not sure where it will go if it does go somewhere. I thought it was interesting though and thought I would share this little excerpt. Enjoy. This is the way the heart dies. It dies slowly without a sound. Some people never even notice when it is gone. The person still stands put nothing inside remains. We have nothing left but misery, an empty hole that gapes yawning in its existence. When the clock stops ticking what will you do? Where will you go? ...

One of my hobbies is making rock pile art. It is a lot of fun but can be frustrating at times. Especially when there is a pack of wild little children Hell bent on knocking them over every time you build a new one! But that isn’t the point. I make rock pile art all over the place. Just spreading a bit of man made beauty. These are some rock piles that I made on my family’s trip down to Las Vegas. Fun idea, not such a success in reality. But hey, we tried it, that has to count for something doesn’t it? We did see some cool things on our way but five people in a R.V. is just not for me. Say what you want but I would much rather go in a car than an R.V.

I love it when I see colors in everything. Here are some random pictures full of vibrant colors.

Just some beautiful things in nature, a spider’s web at Pictured Rocks, and a nice sunset at Estes Park.

This is Arnold, he was the baby raccoon we found in Michigan. His mommy died so we gave him a home and fed him until he was old enough to live on his own. I miss him. He lived in the Peyser household. He is still out there somewhere. He was so cute and small. I was just thinking about him and wanted to wish him well where ever he is.

Call me creepy, I don’t really care. One of my favorite things to do is take photos of random people. You can find some of the most amazing things in random people, whether it is beauty, innocence, creativity, a sense of adventure, or just being human. People interest me greatly. So here are a few of my creeper pictures that I have taken. Hopefully you can see what I see in these people, human nature in all of its tiny facets.

I think it is about time to start thinking about what I really love. I have been writing since fourth grade. On my birthday during my freshman year I received a book. A nice leather bound, four hundred page journal for me to write in. I decided that what I was going to put in it were two things, one: Poetry, two: Book Ideas. So since my freshman year I have been writing in this little book here, and the two year mark is coming up on my seventeenth birthday. I am almost done with the book, I have fifty pages left in it. I never thought I would actually get this far with my writing. I never imagined that I would have my own blog, but here I am. I am inching my way toward what I believe is my future. ...

I have seen sunsets all around the country and they are always different. They really are amazing.

Here are some beautiful flowers found all over the country during our road trip. I think flowers are God’s children more than we are personally.

Does this photo really need an explanation besides the fact that this cat is hideous. This makes me laugh so much every time I see it. Cats can truly be horrifying at times.