love, read, write

So I am extremely surprised at this sudden advance not only in design, but in convenience and up-to-date-ness of blogger. Again, I shall say--Blogger fails to fail me once more.
Actually it's the first time I've said that.

Anyway, here comes the idea of a DW. DW is an abbreviation for Daily Writing, meaning I write every day, literally. It's part of my Summer WorkBook plan. Of course, I wrote daily in my notebook. In fact, I had five sections in the notebook  (It's the sort with the folder/dividers to make five sections). The first section for DW, the second for Summer Study Books, the third for Geometry Notes, the fourth for Geometry problems, and the fifth, you can name whatever, but the truth lies beneath nothing.

Anyhow, I changed the first section to essay-writing, and the DW will be transferred to here, this blog. It will be filed under the label "Daily Writing", and I greatfully respect blogger because of their sudden convenience in making new labels without publishing it then naming it.

It feels very high tech, yet it seems to be missing the coziness of the previous blogger, with the two layers of tabs and multiple links.

So here is today's DW. Quite bloggy, and shortly thereafter I shall change the mood of a bloggy DW to a writey DW. Anyhow, here I am, writing in a public blog, which is, wherefore, I am not revealing much personal or of the sort information.

Anyhow, my Emsred story is quite well planned out, and in fact, I am working on it very well.
The progress of the actual plan, however, is not, and in fact, I fear I must be failing myself and any of those who truly follow this blog (which I regard as none). Therefore, this is just failing myself, but yet I'm not so happy even if I'm just failing myself, because as it is only one and just me whom I am failing, the importance is that I am failing at all. Therefore, I must quicken my pace or at least modify it (which would be wimping out), so I shall just quicken my pace.

I honestly think Emsred was quite a fit name, because it sounds like Emerald; green, bright, shining, inspiring, wondorous, yet brave but beautiful emerald. The 'red' part was not included because of the color, but I dunno.
I started out with Emerald, and then the name just sort of came to my mind, and then I knew. I knew I had found The Name, and that Emsred was just fit for it. Nothing further said about it.
And then the Grendall. My brother says that Grendall was in Lord of the Rings, but when you think of it, my brother only has seen three minutes in the middle of the Lord of the Rings movie while surfing the TV (and not the web) in Delaware when we were bored, so I don't really trust him. Yet, I sort of do (which is highly irregular), because Grendall did feel like a name I had also heard during that three minutes of intense Lord of the Rings movie. But it also felt like the perfect name for Grendall, an old, wise, yet kind man who helps Emsred.
Although I had never read Lord of the Rings before, I wanted it to be slightly the mood of Lord of the Rings. And honestly, I know nothing besides the fact that there is a hobbit, an old man, and that it's fantasy. No lie.
But for some faint reason, I sort of pretended to myself that Emsred was like Lord of the Rings. Emsred was like that whoever-it-was that I saw in the movie, probably the main character, hobbit, and that Grendall was like that old man whoever-it-was who died for the group of whoever-they-were, and that the story would be like whatever-it's-like. Honestly, I have no clue why it has anything to do with Lord of the Rings besides the fact that they're both fantasy.
Perhaps those three minutes, those three intense minutes that I watched ever so intense-fully, had inspired me to write Emsred. In fact, I actually like Lord of the Rings. A lot. Imean,
I never read it before, heard of only the first book--The Hobbit, from school, and that's all. I didn't like it before, because I didn't like dragon-fantasy books, (Harry Potter doesn't count, it's not dragon-fantasy. You have to be me to understand) and Lord of the Rings sounded very much like one of those fancy dragon-fantasy books.

Right now is very late, and my brother is bugging me about a bug on the wall (HAH. get it?), so I will go to sleep.
I must resume writing my "Emsred and the Order of Death" story tomorrow. I drastically changed the plot and characters, so I am in a slight cloud of confusion. If only...
it'll clear away, as a mist slowly gathers away from the beautiful landscape.

Until then,
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