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Hi guys! It's Noelle (I mean who else would it be) and today I am kinda just writing a spontaneous sort of post.  I'm not even sure if I want to post it at all, but hey, that's what drafts are for, right? I recently discovered this website called Fighter's Block.  I don't know if you've heard of it or not; if you haven't, well....  *Eliza Schuyler voice* Imma about to change your life. The idea behind Fighter's Block is well... fighting.  It's like a tiny RPG to help you combat writer's block, obsessive editing, or sheer laziness (I especially struggle with the obsessive editing thing, despite the fact that the amount of typos on my blog exceeds the amount of money I have in my life savings).  You're a cute little mage who fights a weird egg thing (not really sure about that bit) that's constantly attacking you.  The only way to heal and fight back?  WRITE!!

Hey everybody! Hope school is treating y'all well :)  I just started this week and I've already face-desked multiple times, cried over homework, and decided that humanity is stupid in general.  But don't worry, I think that you're cool :) So I was digging through old files and discovered a poem I wrote ages and ages ago, inspired by A.R.'s post "Society Has Confused Me" , which is totally worth a read.  Mine's a bit different, it's more of a poem I'd say, and you guys know that I suck at poetry.  However, I did my best with this, I finished it off and added some final touches, and here it is! Conversation is Sin We live in a world where conversation is sin Can’t speak outside the box we choose to live in If others are oppressing us then why don’t we attack Because we know the demons inside Would take us as their snack If our eyesight fails We blame it on the glasses Our politicians are blind Yet They still lead the ma...

wassssssup ...remind me to never say that again. Hey everybody!  I know, I know, I said I'd post about my crazy adventures this week but I reeeeeally wanted to make this special announcement!  That, and, I recently read Game of Thrones and holy cow the rumors were true.   I had such a great time reading it that I decided to write down some of my actual reactions, to share with you guys! (They're spoiler free don't worry) Here they are: Who?! Wait, who? Did anybody live through that chapter? Ok so he died and became a watchaface and then he turned him into a watchaface, but what happened to him ?! Oh he died Wait, what?! Um, gross Ew Ewwwwww Touch her again and I swear I will kill you and your children you- That's it!  I'm going to kill him Ok I need a break One more chapter won't hurt, I need to know what happened Who the hell is this?! Oh.  My.  Word.  I don't care about Jon, get back to Bran! I don't want to hear ...

Hi guys!! It's Elena again!!! The Race just started! I will be explaining the games, and stuff, and spirit points, and other random stuff. It was wild. I have pictures!!! I will also be explaining that game. That one was my favorite. It's called American Eagle

Hello internet world. It's Elena, and I'm here to tell you about one of my favorite books. I will give you the introduction to the book so that you'll understand it, and then all the pictures. This is a writing prompt book before most writing prompts were found on the internet. This book is also a family favorite, I hope you enjoy the story. There are writing prompts for fiction writers, horror writers, and more. Each picture will have a caption underneath from the book. I hope you enjoy the post! Now, to Harris Burdick

Hey everybody! Amelia here (oh yeah thats my name by the way) with another of those favorites posts. This one's gonna be a bit different though...so hang in there, yeah? Alright, lets do this! 1. My favorite time; Sunset, when everything is in shades of pink and orange and purple, painting the sky in a different sort of beauty every day. The stars are barely visible, and the sun is this great big ball of light thats hard on the eyes but soft on the heart. The moon is orange, like a mandarin, small and shadowy and real enough that i think it could fit in the palm of my hand if i just reached out . But I don't, and that's okay. The moon deserves the sky, not a cage of pianist fingers. 2. My favorite animal(s); I have two favorites right now. The first? A bearded dragon. I'm not normally a fan of reptiles, but my family recently got one, and he's adorable. His name's Rango and he looks dangerous but is really sweet in reality. His spikes are actually soft and...

Heyyy! Noelle, back again:  this time with more writing!  More sarcastic quips!  More inspirational stuff!  All this and more...in this post!! I...I don't know where that intro came from, but that bit's over now!  Done, moving on.  So last week I did a post on writer's block, specifically how to break it and tips on 'getting better'.  I mentioned that reading really helped me, and there was two specific books I wanted to talk about (if you didn't read that post, go check it out, I think it's really helpful.  But idk that's just me ^.^)  So this week, you guessed it, I'm talking about those books! Book #1:   On Writing, by Stephen King Yes, Stephen King is generally a horror writer, and his stuff isn't exactly known for pleasing the angel choir,  but you have to admit, he's a GREAT writer (despite all the F-bombs and graphic descriptions of things I'd rather not read).  If you've never read his stuff, I don't blame you, h...

Hiya! It's your favourite under-cover British writer, Noelle!  (yes, Mom, I'm just doing it to annoy you at this point)  As some of you know, I recently finished writing out my series RMS, and then...hit a low point.  I couldn't find hte inspiration to keep writing, and I think it's something that every writer faces at some point in his or her lifetime.  So here are my tips for breaking writer's block and a small piece that I wrote on it (because what better way to break writer's block than to write about it?) So, starting with the tips: Don't be afraid to walk away from your work:   everybody needs a break.  If you keep trying to force writing, not only will you be tired and upset, but your writing will  reflect that.  It will  be dry and tired feeling, like a Y.A. novel whose author has written the same story with different characters eight times now.  When you start to feel stuck, walk away for a week.  A month, if you have ...

Hi everybody! It’s your favorite crazy sleepy summer girl blogger!  And by ‘summer girl’ I mean I’m planning on staying inside all summer and not get a tan.  Which is what this post is about:  my plans for the summer!  Because I do have a few, and a couple goals to boot! #1:  Golf I  don’t know if I ever talked about this, but I started golf last fall when my parents said, “you need to do sports.  YOU NEED TO SPORT.  YOU IZ A LAZY” (or something like that) and I compromised with them by doing golf...because, confession time, here’s what I got:  my friends will tell you that I’m not athletic.  So when given the chance to do a sport without having to actually sport, I said yes right away. I actually really enjoy golf, and have fun learning to be better at it, so this summer I’m going to be taking golf classes three times a week (once at the course I learned to golf at originally and twice on base).  I’m going to try to im...

Hey everybody, it's Noelle!  I...reallllllly don't have the energy to do a full on post.  But!  I do have the energy to write some posts for a different minor blog (one which I will not link on here, because you've gotten enough advertising as is), so I was like, you know what, I'll just sneakily copy and paste....they won't notice. And if you don't know, now you know Mr. President. So without further ado, I present: ADVENTURES WITH KIDS (episodes one through four)

Hello, hello, hello! So Spider man: Homecoming is coming out soon, and I decided to write a post on it. Like every other blogger here....lets hope I at least get some notice.....which is unlikely. But any who, the newest installment in the new set of standalones promises to be a good one. (Though I'm still waiting for Captain Marvel and Inhumans) The movie is centered around 15-year old Peter Parker (played by Tim Holland), a nerdy high school student that.....it's well liked. When I said that, you probably imagined tall, blonde, jockey Flash Thompson, right? Well, you're kind of wrong. In this reimagining in the MCU, Flash is a snobby rich kid played by Tony Revolori. Finally, some representation! Some other new characters are Michelle, one of his classmates, and Ned. Ned is played by Jacob Batalon and is basically Peter's best friend. Also one of the few people to know about his powers. And, of course, there's MJ- wait. No. There's no Mary Jane...

Society has confused me. How is it that, When a woman is hurt by a man it is assault, Yet when it is a woman hurting a man it is punishment? How is it that, when a woman covers her hair she is dangerous, But a woman that shows her skin is a disgrace? How is it that, in school we learn lessons, On mathematics and english, But life teaches up better words, better equations? How is it that. the pigment in our skin, Which we are but unable to control, Controls our daily lives more influentially than, Our leader? How is it that, People cry when their blood dies, Yet can turn and scream, “Murder!”, At someone who believe in a god, different than the one that they hold sacred? Society has confused me, With their twisted, backwards ways. It has taught me lessons that should not be taught. Lessons of war and murder, Taught by the hands of people who know better the bloodstains on their hands, Invisible as they are, Tha...

Hi y'all! You probably read the title and thought, "Noelle what are you going to beat up an artist?  Did I accidentally walk in on a secret artist fight club?  Is this even the right blog??"  Okay, maybe not those  exact  words, and I WILL explain the title...as some point.  Maybe. Anywho, I have a lot planned for today, so might as well go ahead and get started.  This is sort of a Dear Adults, though not really.  It's also kickstarting a series of blog posts I hope will actually help people, including artist basics, tutorials, etc.  Idk how many there will be or how much I'll cover, but throw all that aside for now, because currently, I'm just going to dispel a myth about artists (ah, my favorite thing to do when I'm in a firey mood) and also, if you stick around to the end of this post, I'm going to be talking about my new writing project! Okay, so let's get started.  The victim of my sarcastic quips today is this phrase, often co...

Hi guys! I was planning on a doing an art tutorial/beginner's course today, but I decided this was more important.  Because...everybody should be a happy blogger.  Especially my children here at IBFs.  *pat pat* There there, Momma Noelle will stop nagging you now.  Maybe. (Note: I am not trying to sound famous or fabulous or anything in this post.  I just have experience with blogging and want to put it to use) I have a lot of friends with blogs and sometimes they come to me for advice, or just tech issues in general.  Here is my list of advice you'll need to be a happy blogger. :D - Remember, you don't have to post every week.  I wouldn't say you  shouldn't , but if you don't post regularly at first but have  quality content  in your blog, people will look forward to your every word, no matter how delayed. - Flip side: don't forget that your blog does exist.  A blog only works if you keep up with it. - Repeat after m...

Hi guys! For those of you who don't know, I attend an online academy that fondly refers to our exam week as "Mostly Dead but not All Dead Week" (better known as Dead Week).  During this lovely week, there are no classes, only exams and essays and a swamping sea of stress, usually on late Thursday-all day Friday as you realize quite how much school work you put off literally to the last second.  *sigh* Anyway, but beyond my once-impending doom, I've also been busy creativity wise, doing pretty much everything...except RMS.  Also, a fond note to all who are nagging me about that:  Stop.  I hear you, and I'm still working on it in my head, and having felt the inspiration needed to keep working on it. Luckily, this is me, Noelle, that we're talking about, the girl with a thousand hobbies, so I haven't been idle.  (Mom in the other room: HAH!)  ...thanks.  Anyway, as most of you know I got Adobe Creative Cloud for Christmas, which is like all the ...

Hiya! I know I JUST said in the last post I wasn't going to be posting as much now but I was reading through some of my older posts and favorite blogs and was like 'huh.  Maybe I should do one of these posts, make it sound like I actually have New Years goals or something' (I learned long ago is that New Years goals never work out.  *shrug*) So what was my year like? I wouldn't say this was the easiest  year.  A lot of things happened, especially over the summer.  But I'm getting ahead of myself.  Where was I at, New Years 2016? I was in New Jersey, convincing my friends that starting a separate blog for Steve wasn't going to be a bad idea (really!).  We were around day 200 of the 365 Days challenge, which was fun but oh thank you Lord it's over.  THANK YOU.  (we're still living with the scars here at IBFs)

Hey, dudes. I'm back for the New Year! Yay! First off, I am so so sorry for not being on for the past two months. I go to public school, unlike all the other bloggers on this blog, so I don't have as much free time to post about random stuff. (Not saying that homeschoolers have it easy; they don't) Also, with Christmas and other events, I've been buried under a mound of crap that I just now was able to escape from. Other than that apology, one more thing: I may not post as much as before. School's important right now, as I start high school next year, and I need to focus on that too. And my art, which is the most important thing to me right now. Blogging used to be number one on my list, but now it's really far down under a bunch of other stuff. So please, don't get mad if I'm not spamming y'all with posts every other day, okay? Alright, so now that that is taken care of, I can get down to business (TO DEFEAT, THE HUNS!!). My old posts ...

Y'know, I'm bored. And when I get bored, I write. And guess what time of year it is? And guess whose teacher has been  doing a creepy stories lesson for the past few weeks? Thanks Edgar Allan Poe, for giving me the time and inspiration to terrify my readers! (Let's hope no one kills me for posting when I shouldn't!) (I might.  But that'd require work -Noelle) ~~~~~

Raise a glass to me not being dead, guys! Yay.... Well, it's 11 and I'm tired as all hell, but let's spit out a post, kay? First off, sorry for not posting. School's been a drag and blogging isn't my main priority right now. So expect on again, off again posts from  moi-même . Oh yeah, and expect Hamilton references. Cus, thanks to Aaron McEvoy and Dyal (a public school friend), I have become Hamiltrash..... thanks guys. Thanks a whole friggin' lot.  Oh, and side note, I am now called John and Philip by most of my friends.....fight me. But other than that, my life has been pretty neat and orderly. :) How about a photo dump, to apologize for my absence? Good? Great! He's handsome and shy but as evil as Charles Lake. Judge him and death will become a good friend of yours.  :) snek boy is too cute for this world WIP MY NAME IS HERCULES MULLIGAN, UPPIN' IT, LOVIN' IT!! (Noelle: I swear the Hamilton fans are literally coming ou...

Hey guys! SO, recently I read a book called The Fault In Our Stars. It was super sad and actually inspired me to write a short story for school. I read it to my classmates and they really liked it. So, I decided to post it here! Enjoy!! ~~~~~~ I can feel everything but pity for the dying boy. That was the main focus of my thoughts as I walked down the sidewalk, said dying boy trailing behind me. The dying boy was my brother, Zachiarus. I did not know what kind of cancer he had. All I knew was that it was a belligerent force intent on destroying my brother's already weak lungs. "We're here," Zachiarus said in the cracked, rattled tones that I had come to know as his. He stopped in front of the poetry café on the corner, the dullness of his eyes just barely lifting. When he reached out to open the door, I stopped him. "Let me," I murmured in a calm voice, though I knew deep down I should not feel calm. At least, not in this situation. I was dec...