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I have never really been into books that described fashion but I decided to give this one a try because, a) Cleopatra was amazing, b) It has "Time -Traveling" in its title and c) I judged the book by its cover. And, I have to admit, it was pretty good. This book takes you through an adventure in Ancient Egypt and the treacherous household of Queen Cleopatra. I'm not going to go over every single detail of the story because...well, what's the fun in reading the book then? :) The protagonist, Louise Lambert, is a seventh grader interested in vintage fashion(even though she is shy to admit it sometimes). Louise considers herself to be an average girl, with her frizzy brown hair always wet from her swimming classes. This book is the third in its series so some things didn't make sense at first. After reading the first three chapters or so, the reader realizes that Louise is a time-traveler. Whenever she goes to a vintage fashion sale run by her 'ancient' fr

I have always dreaded writing. This sentence will probably come out as a shock to everybody who knows me because most people know me as being an obsessed writer. But I can tell you that writing is similar to torture. Then why do you do it, someone will ask. You see, the reason I actually want to write is not because I take pleasure in struggling to string words together so that people I have never met before would be willing to read it. It's because I enjoy watching the story unfold. Believe me, any writer will tell you that the greatest frustration of all time is having a fantastic idea in your head but not out in a piece of paper. You have to get that idea out into a sheet of paper(paper? oh, did you mean a Google Doc?)and sit and commit to it. That is where most people give up. Endless revisions and countless of thinking and prodding to write down your thoughts on paper. That is the backstage scene of writing. And that is why I sit and do it. Recently, I have started on a w

Recently, I had to research a certain country for a project. Luckily, the gods of projects gave me an easy pick - Argentina. Filled with wines, cities and history, Argentina is definitely a must visit for any tourist. I haven't been there myself but a particular tourist destination intrigued me. A cemetery. The La Recoleta Cemetery is a tranquil and history-filled landmark for the majority of us who love a good horror story. Built in the eighteenth century by a group of monks, the cemetery holds the remains of many notable actors, singers and several Argentine presidents. It even has the tomb belonging to one of Napoleon's granddaughter(which is pretty cool in my opinion). The cemetery itself is divided into segments like an actual city so

I met the notable author John Steinbeck in a very interesting way. Although Mr. Steinbeck passed away in 1968, his legacy still lives on - mostly in English classes. And it was through an English class where I met him, or rather, his work. We had read an excerpt the other day from one of his works - Travels with Charlie - where the narrator had to use a dirty hotel room due to problems with his own room. Whilst his time in that used room, the narrator notices some items left behind by the previous boarder and strings together a story and a character for the person -- based on the previous boarder's trash. Our job was to create a different story using Steinbeck's model and have that character make up a story for the previous boarder. I have done a lot of writing before but none so much as this. Writing this story took planning and all the intricate details had to be fixed. I really like the end result and I hope you do too. ~OOO~ Busy Bree So there I was, in a small co

Recently, I was reading a horror story and, despite being the coward I am, actually enjoyed it. I took this as a sign from the writing gods that this was my chance to try my hand at writing a story with a slightly paranormal twist. I had my opportunity when we had a project for school that involved writing . It was hard but I think I managed to produce a decent story, so allow me to present - Paranormal. ~OOO~ Paranormal Once upon a time, in a far away land, namely California, KC Williams was busy packing enthusiastically for university. Her long awaited acceptance letter had finally arrived and her persistence had driven her to getting into the school. Sure, she would be leaving a life behind, but she would be starting on a new life ahead. New friends, new possibilities and new teachers. A whole new life. Awaiting for her. In the New York Institute of Arts. Mrs. Williams came in, carrying a big bulk of laundry. “There’s my little artist!”, she said cheerfully , settin