Bluebirds and Birch trees

I had to unpack about a box of my books that were tucked away for a long while so my parents could have my copy of Narnia for reference, and I feel suddenly very happy to have small stacks of books around my room again.

 Thanks to a lovely blogger and author I follow, I've been given the freedom to do this tag without being "tagged" specifically, the one and only– Hannah Heath !  It sounded like fun, and I'm wanting all the practice of writing and thinking I can get in before November strikes.  On we go! ~Rules~ 1. Link back to the amazing person who created the tag:  Savannah Grace 2. Thank the sweet person who tagged you: Thank you for the open tag, Hannah! 3. Share the graphic below (optional): I can't seem to insert the graphic unfortunately. But go to Savannah or Hannah's blogs and you'll see it! 4. Lastly, tag 11 bloggers: How about, anybody that reads this is free to do it if they want! ^-^ Appearances (pen)Name : Mae Fort, currently! Nicknames : In my writing circle of NaNoWriMo, Dreamer, Sherlock, and once I was called Dreamer-of-Impossible-Things. Birthday : December–*static* Hair Color and Length :  Dark brown with som...

 Hello there, Readers!  A brand new month is upon us, and I'm going to be doing my best to write even though NaNoWriMo has finished. With that in mind: it's my goal to try and blog at least once a week, with Sunday being day 1. I know I've tried this before and failed, and a bi-weekly as well. But I ended up worrying too much about what you all would or wouldn't like to read.  In short, I'm just going to post what I know I like talking about. Simple as that. (I don't know why I take so long to grasp simple concepts, honestly :P)  Via another blogger I follow, she said at the end of her blog post that anyone was allowed to say that they had been tagged by her. The fabulous  Hannah Heath !  Let's get started! The Writer's Book Tag: Books I Love, Hate, and Couldn't Care Less About. First Draft:  A book or series that you've never read before. The Mouse That Glowed.  I really should start reading this book. It has been sitting on...

 Hey guys! For those of you that love, adore, or even just simply like books, I hope this will be the thing for you!  Books are a passion of mine, they always have been, even during the slumps when it seems impossible to find any good new ones.  But they're also something that never failed to be in my life, from before I can remember, to the present.   Write what you know. Well, what do I know? I know books. I should say, I know of them. Many books far and wide have come and gone in my life, some stayed in a special place in my heart, while others have passed on from memory. But to those that come into my life long enough to stay and read, why those are the ones I wish to address, maybe permanently?  I wish to write about the books I read, perhaps give an opinion or a suggested audience to those who are also in search of a good read.  Now, while I don't plan on doing this often, starting at once every month to get the hang of things, I do plan on doin...

 That's to say, I hope we all are! Who here doesn't like books?  If you said me, well my friend, you will learn.   I don't say that to be mean or creepy, no no no! I say it to say, you don't know what it is you are missing.  My love of books began before I could even read. But the day that I learned how, though, I remember that vividly. I was three years old, and I remember the book that my mom used to teach me how to read. Thus, the family's next bookworm was born. (Have you ever heard the term bookdragon instead of bookworm? It's kind of interesting, but I do love a good classic.)  Books ever since then have accompanied me through time. Good times, bad times, fast times, slow times, busy times and quiet times. All of this, and still it can happen that one can either A) Continue searching for more books, or B) Run out of books that fill you up inside.  'A' happened for a long time, but gradually it seemed that no matter what I looked for or pulle...

 Dear Chapter 1,  Why must you be so difficult? Forgive me if that seems forward. But I really think we have a problem. Your incessant inability to say what you mean, or what would be right to say. Tendencies to dawdle and delay, no knowing what to say. Why, just right now I do believe you enjoy not having any words on your page.  Oh how you infuriate me Chapter 1! You really do. Rewrite and delete, the circle is always the same. Oh when oh WHEN will you let me say what it is that I want to say!  Chapter 1, I know you have a load of possibilities, all wrapped up into one and simple phrase. That first sentence, that first solitary strand of words that so often change the tide. Must you be so picky, with both your words and understanding.  I do have to say, that this is quite possibly the most hardest thing I've ever had to say.  Chapter 1. You are the hardest.  No offers of what should be said or how I should proceed. You have no guidance a...

 Today, January 1st, 2017.  I didn't go to sleep until well past 1 AM, and woke up about 8 hours later.  I didn't finish a drawing I was working on, until close to 12:30 in the morning.  I didn't do a lot of things this past year that I could have. But I won't let that stop me from doing my best this  year.  I use the word I a lot. Because I find myself both easy and hard to talk about. I talk about myself and my experiences, because I don't know what else to say.  Sometimes I'll post a word, or maybe a story, an opinion, who knows. But for the most part, I've talked about myself because I don't really know what to say. So how about this for a change:  Talk more about things, people or places. I mean, come on. I feel like I spend all of my time researching. Have something I talk about consistently maybe once a month or once a week. Share joys, not sorrows.  Three goals for my blog. How about three goals for me: Grow c...

Hopefully, you've noticed that I changed both the name and look of my blog. But fear not, it is still the same!  While it's last name was 'A Touch of Euphoria' it had actually begun to wear on me some, despite the fact that I do love the candy like appearance of the last design.  'Bluebirds and Birch trees' is a name that came to me most recently, and I decided to give it a try. I hope you enjoy it too!  So a few things to talk about in the light of the new month:   NaNoWriMo 2016 has ended. Although saddening, it has finally reached the last day, as well as the first day of the month.  Many of my friends and a few of my readers did complete the 50 thousand word goal, set upon in the early hours of November 1st. Though now, we welcome in the beginning of a new month, and a new season. December is full, full of people and editing as well as scrambling gift giving as people like me do their best to try and figure out just what to get their friends and fam...

Well. They're at least the answer in the Redwall audio book I've had playing in the background. Any of you reader's ever read Doomwyte?  While I'm going along my merry way of having changed my goal on what I'm writing for November once again, this is a goal I know I can make. One that I will do all in my power to complete as well.  I'm not prepared to write the novel I've been attempting to write for the past 15-16 days. Now, I'm writing a collection of short stories and hopefully fabulous tales to reach the 50 thousand word goal.  If anything else, I am going to teach myself commitment. Commitment is not a light word, neither in speaking terms or in meaning.  But more on that later.  I have already written one short story that is just under 5k words. And in my search for learning the basics of editing a piece of writing, I came across a website I had read before. And my personal opinion, it is a very handy piece of advice!   https://warriorwrit...

 I think I like living like this; with my knitting and my books, and a good cup of tea.  None to complicated, as it's just me.  I like living like this; with my blankets all around me.  Snuggled up and warm, as it should be.  I like it like this, all fuzzy and calm.  I like like this, in the blistery morning  Mae Fort©

 Not being able to find a satisfactory breakfast is starting to become a bit of a habitual thing. As I am endeavoring to not eat gluten for every meal, it brings breakfast options down to one thing: eggs.  But, as I am not inclined to cook for myself every morning, I am resorting to the large cache of leftover halloween candy. This morning's choice; a package of M & M's that held 18 pieces.  Ordinarily I wouldn't recommend candy to start off the day, but chocolate does go so well with coffee.  Today marks one week for NaNoWriMo. I myself have already written plenty of words, and I do hope at least some of them are good. Because, as with all first drafts, you have to have some room to maneuver.  I've been thinking again about the Book Room Challenge. I find it very interesting at the different styles at which different writers approach the challenge. Some focus on the mood or tone of the room, describing the music you'd hear, or the types of lighting, thi...

  Today, November 1st, 2016. A massive group of writers have begun coming out of the woodwork and overloading servers, all under one conquest, one goal–NaNoWriMo.  And today, also marks the day in which many of the website's pages, servers, internet providers and data plans alike will skyrocket in numbers.  Suffice to say, we're sitting at our computers, but this time with a purpose! I include myself in that sentence there!  Hello there! Many of you know of the fabled mythological time known as "NaNoWriMo" and some of you have even participated! Well, it's begun once again. Out bright and early, some of us started writing as soon as the clock hit midnight. Others, (like me) just got up a little bit earlier. Though I do applaud those who began straight away, I myself had a full night of Halloween-ing, and crashed almost as soon as I got back. (What was your favorite thing that you got last night?)  So today, I tried out a little experiment with my writing...

 Many people struggle with many different things when they are writing. Plot holes, languages, governing systems, or just plain ol' sitting down and not being able to write.  For me it mainly deals with the successful naming of characters. Now, I have had to name so many characters for so many different things that I would hope, over time, I would come to find it less daunting. Not so however. Though, inspiration does tend to strike at odd times.  I do know, that during my first Camp NaNoWriMo I managed to write the first two or three chapters from a first person perspective, without giving a name to the main character. Mostly out of curiosity to see how long it would take me, and also to try and give me some time to actually come up with a name to give him. I did finally give him a name, and it stuck rather well. However, if I had tried to give him one at the start, it might have been an awful fit of a name, and I would have struggled even longer to try and find the r...

 As I was challenged by my friend, Rubix from over at  {The Sea Calls Us Home} , to do the Book Room Challenge. Alright then, Ruby, we'll see just where it gets us!   Rules Write three of your own books as rooms. They can be finished, works in progress, or even just ideas, but they have to be your own. Write one of your favorite books to read as a room. Tag five other people. Well then, off we go!   Coffee Rings An old and weather beaten hardwood floor, the finish long worn off from the scrapes and gouges of many dancing shoes. A tall set of glistening french doors with long and flowing curtains, opening out on to a balcony, with a swirling iron rail. A long forgotten smell is haunting around the room, aside from one thing. With a peeling side table in one corner, and a simple mirror above, a white and perfectly new vase is on the table, with several pale roses standing tall. Tall, yet alone. The room has been abandoned, and the feeling with it, for...

 Hey everyone! So a lot of the time I hear people talk about who look up to others in history or in fiction, talking about how they have inspired them and such. Well, for the longest time I wasn't sure who it was that I looked up too exactly, especially when it came to history. I honestly am not someone who's interested a whole lot in history unless it comes to cultures, but when it comes to fictional people  my inspiration is very defined.  For the next few days I'll be posting about fictional people who have inspired me, ranging from fantasy characters to sci-fy. And maybe I'll tag some friends to challenge them to write about who has inspired them :)

Do you ever just find a quote that seems to just be so profound or just makes you think, that particular way of thinking that makes you think, 'shouldn't I have already known this?' But not in the, 'this is dumb' manner, more the, 'shouldn't this be just how it is?' realm of thinking. Tell me your thoughts on these, I'm interested. Remembering, is that the key? Or forgetting? Forgetting even time itself? Such a feat not easily managed, nor lightly accomplished.

  Quote of the day:  So many people struggle every day with learning to love themselves, and although I know that this statement alone is also said alongside it everyday, it tends to be ignored.  To be like a clashing cymbal or a clanging gong, to be repeated over and over again until it becomes meaningless sound, only to be ignored.  Learning to love yourself is a feat and a battle all on its own. And trust me, I know. And I still fight daily.  Who were you before the sounds of world entered into your mind? I believe that that person, is who you really were, if you haven't found them again.  I was a child, that alone is quite evident! But more than that, I created stories. Every day, it was a new one with my stuffed animals. Flying, jumping, saving others from deep and dark caverns and ravines. Swimming across tearing rapids, and getting home just in time for tea.  The world of mine that was purely ravaged by stories unending. That is w...

  Quote(s) of the day:  Wings lately have been something that mean more to me than just simply flying. Just how this, is not so much about the actually flying, as what it meant to her. Whoever 'she' may be.  Knowing where your own wings are, even when you don't see or feel them, is a blessing and a gift I think. But so often times when people don't understand, because they don't see your wings. And sometimes they don't see their own.  Remember how to fly once you've been led once more unto your own blue sky. What does your sky look like, the one where you climb up to reach it, just to touch it and feel it once more.  What does the sky look like when you remember that you've been set free? I'll tell you mine–blue and purple with magenta thrown in, stars scattered so far and filling the heavens, clouds just covering parts of it, but the light shining on through. A perfect galaxy all completely visible, even if just to me. A beautiful star lit ni...

So I vanished for a while. Probably because of many things that happened, and many things that life threw my way. Till I guess one day I suddenly decided to check on something not mine, only to find I'd been nominated for something back in May by a good dear friend, Bronze .  What better way to make it back than to have something to write about! Rules: Thank the person who nominated you. Nominate 3 new bloggers every day. Post a new quote every day for 3 days. Today's quote: Would it be cheating to add another quote, to describe my first quote? I'll do it anyway, though I'll do two more–A lady with class is timeless. I'm not saying learn to drink tea a certain way or how to sit and stand or how to say 'please' and 'thank you.' Quite contrary, what I am trying to say is–Be a woman who's first thought and priorities are God. Granted, I struggle myself with that alone, but so do all people. But that should never ever stop you from ...

 So much seems to have happened already this year. And although we have so much of it left, we've already seen so much.  I feel like I've suddenly grown-up, and even though I know I have a long ways to go still, I can't help but feel like it's not as bad as I've come to imagine.  Here I am, in my last year of high school, getting ready to land my very first job. Prepping to get a drivers license, and finally figuring out that I do in fact want to dye part of my hair.  It might sound normal to everyone who's already gone and done it all, but the fact of the matter is that for each and every person who's about to go and do it--it might be more than a little scary.  I find myself thinking more and more lately about the past, when I would play for the whole day with my beanie babies (you had at least one I'm sure!) and play dress up with my imaginary friends. But also, not much has changed since then.  I still play with my beanie babies because I did...