LDTD Review

Hey, Friends! So, sorry for the late post! (Well, it’s late here.) But it’s been a long day – as are all Mondays.

Anyways, here’s the review!

(And there aren’t any spoilers for book one! Yay!!)

lady2bdragon252c2btela2bdu2bfinalTwo girls with one face
Two girls with twisted fate
One in purple, one in red
One shall speak the other’s death
Who shall win their final war?
Lady Dragon or Tela Du?

Amber, the Lady Dragon, has been promised a fifty-year reign over Rizkaland and nothing can stop her from claiming it. But when you’ve lived six thousand years, fifty is such a pitiful number. Only one person can keep her from making this reign permanent – the Tela Du, a girl who shall share Amber’s face.

The last thing Petra wants is a magical world interrupting her plans for a normal life, let alone an ultimate battle against the Lady Dragon with only one prophesied survivor. She has her childhood best friend, Reuben, at her side, but she’s not sure if he’s more of a help or a hindrance right now. Though she’d much prefer to just return home and forget about this whole crazy affair, things change when she discovers that the world has surprising connections to her own family – including her sister who disappeared without a trace two years before. Still, Rizkaland can’t possibly expect her to risk her very life, can it?

Find It On:

The Good:

So, guys, you know the Second Book Syndrome thing-y? Yeah, well, this kicks that in the face! With a metal-toed boot. Um-hm.

Anyways. This was DEFINITELY a worthy sequel to Water Princess, Fire Prince! Like, I just finished both LDTD and WPFP, and I can’t choose which I like better!

I love the ships in this book! Like, they’re all so cute and some *ahem* my favorite *ahem* is adorably awkward.

The characters are all so awesome, and most of them are fleshed out! Petra is really similar to an INTJ (that’s my sis) … just slightly different. So she’s different from a lot of MCs. And her ship is adorable! Bringing me to Reuben. He’s just … awesome. Like, all of Part 2 he’s comparing everything to his fantasy books and he loves to read and he’s just so EEK.

I also really liked Tyler. He’s just amazingly awkwardly adorable. And I totally ship him with Summer (who I’m not sure about … I like her, yet, I’m indifferent towards her. Whatever.).

And you (obviously) have Amber (the Lady Dragon) and her husband, Granite. I love them together as well.

For most of the book, it was pretty fast-paced. Though I guessed the end (and GR can prove it! Though don’t look unless you want spoilers…), I was surprised by something!!! So, yeah, that’s cool.

Oh! Oh! Something that I ADORED was that everything wasn’t all happy-happy at the end. Like, there were consequences to peoples actions, and that was totally cool!!!

The Bad:

Okay, so, I feel like Noraeto (I don’t think that I spelled his name right…) could’ve used some improvement, and I DEFINITELY wished that he had had more “book time.”

Ashna, so … okay. I didn’t love her. But I also didn’t hate her by any means! It’s just … I wasn’t quite a fan. She was awesome AND I SO WANTED TO LIKE HER, but I just couldn’t really.

There were some slow parts that did drag a bit. I kinda wished the first part had been spiced up a bit … but you do have Amber taking over some stuff, so I guess that that was cool.

Really, this was a good book! For those of you looking for Christian fantasy, this is a really good series so far! Definitely recommend this to those of you!

Okay. So the romance was amped up a tiny bit in this book. There were kisses between married people (and I think once between two people who weren’t). Married people slept together, though nothing happened (yay!). Some moments like that. Nothing too bad.

There was violence. People died. There was some fighting. Assassination attacks. The like.

Four Stars ∗∗∗∗

About the Author:
Kendra E. Ardnek is a homeschool graduate who picked up a pen at an early age and never put it down. The eldest of four, she makes her home in the Piney Woods of East Texas with her parents, younger siblings, giant herd of giraffes, and honor guard of nutcrackers.
Find Kendra Online At:
Official Website || Author Blog 

GUYS. Please, please, please check this series out! It’s a great allegory series, and they’re sooo good! Also, at the moment I’m in a reading slump. Any ideas on how to get out??? I’m open for ideas! Please comment below!🙂

BR 13

Well! I thought that I wouldn’t be able to post BR (Broken Reflections) today … but I can! Turns out that I’m not scheduled to post a review ’til Monday, so, yay!!

1a57589dce9689e9f0a1de7920096d4eAnd today I also get to introduce you to some of my favorite characters!!!😀

Please enjoy!

Previous parts: Part onepart twopart threepart fourpart fivepart sixpart sevenpart eightpart nine, part ten, part eleven, part twelve

I hesitated before sitting down. On the wall were five pictures, two boys and three girls. None of them look like they were related in any way, unless Eugene had adopted them all.

The door opened and I turned around. Coming in were five teenagers – the same as the five on the wall, just in their pictures they were younger.

They exchanged some words with Eugene, and when he pointed me out and they seemingly saw me for the first time.

I stood, feeling it was the right thing to do. They all gawked at me. I looked down at myself, but didn’t notice anything. But then I saw my hands, all covered in white pocks, and I remembered that I was covered with scars. What a great first impress I’d make, looking like some street fighter.

They all just stood there, whispering to each other.

Well? Have you all forgotten your manners? Introduce yourself.” Eugene gestured towards me impatiently.

They were still staring at me, no longer whispering.

Um, well, I’m Sawyer Ali,” I said nervously.

I stuck out my hand, but they all glanced at it and took a step back, as if I had some kind of contagious disease; which I possibly did.

Eugene prodded the girl closest to him in the arm.

She sighed. “I’m Paige Sark.” She stiffly grasped my hand and I shook it and she quickly retreated. Not awkward at all.

She looked to be about sixteen or seventeen. She had blonde hair that just reached her shoulders, and her blue eyes held skepticism. I stole a glance at her picture, and she looked the exact same in her mannerisms. No smile, arms folded over her chest.

My heart ached as her appearance reminded me of my cousin, just lacking the warmth.

I’m Alla Rivers,” the second girl said,with a small smile.

I looked at her picture as well. She was younger in the photo, six or so instead of her now fourteenish age. Her brown was now cut to just below her ears, whereas her picture hair was longer. The only reason I could connect the girl to her picture was her scrawny frame, cocoa skin, and friendly hazel eyes.

I held out my hand as well, but she pushed past it and gave me a shy shrug in a way that good ol’ friends would do.

The other three went as well, and with each I could find differences from the pictures. Colleen Ada Tate was a girl with frizzy, crazy red hair and bright green eyes, freckles were scattered across her face. She gave me a shy smile as well.

James Green had curly, sandy blond hair and mischievous brown eyes. He let loose a grin that told you he was a prankster, and his tight grip around my hand told me that he could do some real damage.

Finally it left one kid. He introduced himself as Andy Ericsson. As Paige, he kept his smile to himself, only sharing a nod in my direction. His black hair was all matted, and his grey eyes were guarded.

Now that we’re all introduced,” Eugene began, “Sawyer, come with me.”

I nodded, glad to be out from Paige and Andy’s skeptical gazes. The five sat down, and Eugene led me to what apparently was the kitchen.

When we sat down I asked, “Who were those people? They don’t resemble you in the slightest. And I really don’t see you as the adoption sort.”
“Didn’t you hear them introduce themselves?” Eugene asked, though I had a feeling that he knew exactly what I was talking about.

All I did was roll my eyes.

“Remember, I run an institution? Anyways, I need you to sit right there. I’ll need to take a picture of you,” Eugene said, standing up.

Wait, why?” I shot to my feet as well.

It’s what we do when someone new comes,” Eugene said calmly. He looked straight into my eyes, and I quickly averted my gaze. He pulled out his phone. “Now, stand against that wall if you refuse to stay seated.” He pointed to the one kitchen wall that had nothing on it.

I walked over uncertainly and stood, my back to the wall. “This good?”
Why was I doing this?


I gave a small smile and he took a picture with his slightly outdated phone; a flash leaving colors in my vision.

Okay, great. Now, let’s get you situated,” Eugene said and walked back to the main room.

The five teenagers were still all in the exact same spot that they were when we left them.

Sawyer, you’ll be bunking with Andy. So you both are free to settle in. The rest of you, you know the drill,” Eugene stated.

I flicked my gaze to Andy. I would’ve much preferred James, even if I did wake up with a permanent marker mustache.

But the others nodded and started to leave. Andy didn’t even say anything to me, but he walked out with the others.

Hey, Andy!” I called. He didn’t even turn around. “Andy?”

What?” he snapped, turning to me. Not necessarily in a mean way … but like a morning person kept up ’til after ten.

I don’t know what I’m suppose to do or where I’m suppose to go,” I said. A knot formed in my throat, and my words cracked.

And that’s my problem because?”

Dr. Eugene said that we’d be bunking together, so I assumed that you’d at least tell me where I’m staying.”

Andy rolled his eyes. “Fine,” he grumbled.

He marched off, and I followed him. We walked to the farthest guesthouse, one hundred or so yards from the farmhouse. Andy went inside, and I stood awkwardly outside, unsure if I should go in or not.

Are you coming or not?” Andy called.

Yeah, I am.”

So … ??? Do you guys like it?? What do you all think of these new five characters? I, personally, enjoy writing them tremendously, what with all of the different personalities and all. So, yeah. Please comment below, I love hearing from all of you!!!🙂

Broken Reflections Part 12

Hey friends! So … I’m sick. Yay. But I thought that I’d give you the next piece of Broken Reflections, ‘specially since I missed Friday’s. (I’ll also miss this Friday … so I may try a different day. We’ll see.) Please enjoy!

(Previous parts: HERE.)

We went outside, and I felt exposed in the gown. Luckily, the car that Eugene led me to wasn’t to far. It was a red Ford truck, a tarp covering the bed. He climbed in and told me to get into the passenger seat.

What about clothes?”

He reached behind his seat, and I flinched. But he handed me a wad of clothes.

Where do I change?”

He gestured to the back seats.


If you want to put them on, hurry. If not, sit down and put your seat belt on.” Eugene put the key in, and started the car, as if to make his point.

I made a quick decision, and climbed into the back seat, though still self-conscious.

I took off the gown and put on the jeans, a long sleeved black t-shirt, and socks. Which were all exactly my size. Yeah.

I then climbed into the front seat and buckled my seat belt. Eugene pulled the car out of the parking lot, and we were off.

You might want to get some sleep,” Eugene said, and I could detect some kindness in his voice.

I just slept plenty,” I replied, wide awake.

Well, as I said, it’s a long trip and I thought you might want to avoid more awkward silence,” Eugene said, keeping his eyes trained on the highway.

I nodded. I turned to my side and stared out the window. And to my surprise, I drifted off to sleep.


Sawyer,” Eugene’s voice called, and I felt a hand shaking my shoulder.

Yeah?” I opened my eyes hesitantly, unsure of what I’d see.

We’re here.”


Eugene nodded as he climbed out of the truck.

I looked out the windshield. We were in the woods, one that was filled with pine trees. The smell of it reached my nose, and I let a smile cross my face.

Are you coming or not?” Eugene asked. He had a backpack slung over his shoulder, waiting by a short pine tree.

Uh, yeah.” I clamored out of the truck, slammed the door, and walked the short distance to Eugene.

I know. Walk into the woods with a strange man, but that thing was happening again. No matter what I wanted to do, I’d just agree with Eugene and do whatever he wanted to do.

We walked over a carpet of pine needles for a few yards until we came to a clearing. In the center of the clearing was a normal white house, a little out of place in the wood. Scattered around the clearing were small guesthouses, all painted a pale blue.

What is this place?” I asked, partially in awe of the tranquil scene, and partially in fear that I was in the woods with a complete stranger.

This,” Eugene said, gesturing at the clearing, “this is your new home.”

With that, he walked to the farmhouse, leaving me no choice but to follow.

We stepped inside the house and I looked around. The walls were all painted with a warm brown, and there was simple furniture set about the room: two wooden rocking chairs set up around a brick fire place; a couch along the wall; and a writing desk with an uncomfortable looking wooden chair.

Eugene pulled out a cellphone and pushed a few button before putting his phone away.

Who were you texting?” I asked.

You’ll see,” Eugene responded mysteriously. Then he gestured at the rocking chairs. “Take a seat.”

Hey guys! So, yeah. Whaddya think so far??? Please comment below. Now, I’m going to bed.

I finished a trilogy that I adore … come sob with me! (Review)

I’m not sure how many of you this, but I love the Out of Time trilogy by Nadine Brandes. And GUESS WHAT??!!! I’m obsessed with CAPS LOCK right now!!!

But seriously.

5dbc8a8401fb03a7ec8f2ce028e3f373TODAY THE LAST BOOK IN THE OUT OF TIME TRILOGY RELEASED. (Told ya I was obsessed.) I got the awesome chance to be apart of the tour! And since today is the release day … today is the last day of the tour. I knew that I wanted to post on the last day, but I didn’t know that I’d be rushing TO FINISH THE BOOK WITH AN HOUR ‘TIL I WAS A DAY OVER. But, yes. I don’t look at dates often. Oops.

Anyways. First the fun info-book-stuff. Yay!

(There’s also a BIG FACEBOOK PARTY going on soon … so here’s the link!)


A Time to Die

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A Time to Speakatimetospeak5

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What I thought:

Guys, I legitely finished this just now. Like, I closed the Kindle app on my phone and sat down at my computer.

Oh, how to put it into words!

IT’S OVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And, may I say, Nadine is one of those authors who’s not afraid of killing characters (people … and animals) and BREAKING YOUR LITTLE NINJA HEART. But yet … this trilogy d75ffd404c49127fb6220132d6627afchas DEFINITELY marked Nadine as a favorite author of mine, and I’m sooooo excited for more of her books! (Like, I can hardly contain my excitement!!!)

The ending was AMAZING. Like, yeah. But OH MY GOODNESS, the trilogy is complete!!!
(Excuse me while I go and cry off in a corner while stroking my bookshelf. Yeah … I’m normal.) I just – I just can’t comprehend this. :’)


My poor little Elm and Willow! Gosh darn-it, Nadine! Why?? WHY??? Seriously, though. I love these two! They’re just so sweet in their own little ways. But the poor little marshmallows (yes, I just said that)!!!! I can’t BELIVE what they’ve been through!!!

And then we have Parvin. Yes, our heroine. She’s DEFINITELY had a lot of growth – spiritual, mental – and it was just so cool to see! And she was pretty sarcastic in this, so, yeah, awesomeness.


You get more of Tawny in this … which is pretty awesome. I was definitely very interested in her!!!


Something I loved about this book was that I haven’t read the first two books since EARLY this year, and they DEFINITELY ended in cliff-hangers … but I had no trouble jumping right into this book (and getting my heart ripped out) – which was something that I was worried about.

And I really like Nadine’s writing (not sure if I’ve mentioned that before. … oh well)! It’s like a present first-person POV, which I like. But I also LOVE being in Parvin’s head so much, and she was SO ENTERTAINABLY SARCASTIC in this book. Yay.


Umm…. OTHER THAN MY HEART BEING RIPPED IN TWO??? Oh yeah, nothing really. (Though I’m sure there’s SOMEHTHING.)


This book is definitely a Christian book. Like the second book, I feel that it wasn’t a preachy as the first, but still really God-themed. There’s tons of people who had loads of spiritual growth – which was awesome.

Yes, there are deaths. HOW COULD YOU TELL??!! There’s torture (though you don’t actually experience it … just hear the tales). People blow up and get shot. People get crushed and die of … whatever. OH THE TRAGICNESS. Seriously, though.

Nothing beyond some kisses on the cheek (❤ ).

So, I’d recommend this book to all of you Christian teens out there! Like my sister (yes, I’m still working on ya, Sis), you may not like dystopian. But don’t let that stop you! I didn’t really like dystopina when I first started this series (though I’m starting to like it more). It’s not as oppressive as a lot of main stream ones right now. So keep that in mind.4bb2414438dcd5261cde183d044d04a3 And also, she’s working on a fantasy book at the moment (which you should totally read … not that I’m promoting it … okay, I totally am😉 ), so if dystopian isn’t your thing…

And if you read this trilogy, be prepared for some grievously difficult deaths.

4 Stars ****

About the book:

(Slight spoilers for the first two books.)

What more can you sacrifice than your life?

Parvin Blackwater is dead.

At least…that’s what the Council—and the world—thinks. But her sacrifice tore down part of the Wall long enough to stir up hope and rebellion in the people. Now she will rise again. Strong, free, and fearless.

Parvin and Solomon must uncover the mysterious clues that Jude left behind in order to destroy the projected Wall once and for all. Meanwhile, the Council schemes to new levels of technology in its attempts to keep the people contained. Can a one-handed Radical and a scarred ex-Enforcer really bring shalom to the world?

And, guys, a quick word about Nadine:

She is one of the most awesome authors that I know. If you comment on her blog, a decent bit of the comments she comments back. She loves to share (virtual) Oreos with anyone. On social media (I’m only on Goodreads, but everywhere else, too…) she’s super awesome. And her books are AMAZING.

So if you’d drop by her blog and give a congratulations or hello or something, please do so here. It’d mean the world to her if you did! Thanks so much, guys!!

GUYS, CRY WITH ME. Even if you haven’t read the books (which you TOOOOTALLY SHOULD!!)!!! Have any series that you’ve ADORED come to an end this year??? ANYONE ELSE OBSESSED WITH CAPS??? Tell me in the comments below (I almost said caps … oops)!!!

I got to go to Nashville for a VERY special reason!!!

Hey everyone! So very sorry about not posting Friday, since I know that YOU’RE ALL SO EXCITED to read Broken Reflections. But that didn’t happen. Obviously. Let me explain.

Thurs. through Sat., Mom, Big Sis, Lil’ Bro, and I all went to Nashville (Tennessee).

First things first, I took my school with me. Yes, Big Sis and Lil’ Bro (he’d HATE being called that … mwahaha) didn’t bring school with them, since Mom said it’s vacation. Well, I sure as heck wasn’t going to just sit around watching movies and baking a cake all day. (It was the guy’s birthday and they had cake mix for me to do. Yeah. I still baked it, though.)

That was the reason why I didn’t post. Yeah.

Fine. I COULD HAVE, but that meant that I’d have to RE-go-over the part I was going to post, think up something clever to say at the beginning, and a question to go along at the end. Also I’d have to answer those early-commenters and comment (and read) their most recent post. (Don’t worry guys, you’re not a chore!)

So … yep.

Also, something else exciting happened this weekend! When we were in TN., we got to see friends that we haven’t seen in FOUR WHOLE YEARS. THEIR PUPPIES WERE SO BIG!!! Ahem. Also the children. Yes, yes, that.

And the WHOLE REASON that we were there … well, I get into that in a moment.

Secondly, it was a SEVEN HOUR CAR TRIP with Sister, Brother, and Mother. We listened to the first Harry Potter book. I was the only one who hasn’t read all the books. Well, I read the first before. Whatever. This monster of a ride was TOTALLY WORTH IT. (Yes, I do like CAPS today. Do you have a problem with that??)

Now. The fun stuff.

I got to see Rick Riordan.

Yep. The Rick Riordan that wrote Percy Jackson.

I didn’t get to meet him, ’cause there were probably about fifteen-hundred or so people there …. but I got to see him. It was awesome.

Here’s how it happened:

A few months ago, I saw that Uncle Rick (haha, yep, that’s what everyone calls him) was coming to TN. Since we have friends who live there, I inconspicuously asked Mom if there was ANY chance that we could go to TN. in October. Mom asked why. AND SHE STARTED TO TEXT OUR FRIEND AND IT WAS DECIDED. (That is totally not my mom. But eh.)

There were some minor take-backs (such as now only some of us were going, and since our

The book and a (small) part of the shirt.

only vehicle – other than Dad’s work van – is a 15 passenger van, we didn’t have a car. We also couldn’t find a campground. We ended up borrowing a car from our grandparents, and we stayed with our friends.). But they were all resolved.

When we got to the Memorial place where Uncle Rick would be, THERE WERE SO MANY PEOPLE. It was ridiculous. (Not really, Rick is awesome.) We stood in line for a few minutes. When we finally got in, we turned in our tickets, and since I bought his newest book – The Hammer of Thor – I got that. It was signed the night before. Hehe, yep.

Since we were AT LEAST twenty minutes early, Sis and I just sat there (we were the only ones to go see Uncle Rick from our family). We actually had some pretty good seats, by my standards. I stared at my GORGEOUS book and got kinda giddy. One of the guys who was with Rick was dressed up as a viking, and was messing around behind the projector. It was pretty funny. But I had a MAJOR headache and was feeling nauseous, since the car trip was SUPER hot, I had had barely any water (it went pretty fast that day), and I was so excited. So that was less than enjoyable.

When it FINALLY started, it was just the viking guy and Rick’s editor (also dressed like a viking) messing around and do trivia-for-prizes and the like. Uncle Rick appeared maybe ten or so minutes later.

If you wonder how funny he ACTUALLY is, it’s just like on his Twitter and in his books. (A lot like Magnus Chase’s, really.) It made it to be enjoyable, even though I wasn’t feeling great.

He talked a bit about the books and his writing and future projects (!!!) and a lot of pictures of his dog, Speedy (The Mark of Athena was dedicated to him). Then was Q&A, which took up most of the time.

Maybe two-thirds of the way through, I was debating raising my hand to ask something. I asked Sis and she shrugged. I thought, What the heck?

I raised my hand. Nothing.

The girl viking (editor) was on the balcony and the guy was on the ground level (me). They were switching with questions.

Yeah, it’s blurry. But I had to take out the glass from my phone’s camera, and it wasn’t great to being with. So yeah.

When the lady was giving someone the mike to ask a question, the guy stood in my aisle (I was on the very end, because I always am, duh). I was excited … but nothing happened. I figured that he’d ask the girl two seats beside me, who was practically jumping, or the girl across the aisle who’s arm was about to pull out of its socket, or the little (annoying) girl sitting in front of me.

Then the guy came over to me, and held out the mike. I mean, I did’t even think that he could see my hand with how low it was. ACK.

He held the mike RIGHT in front of me. I panicked. Inwardly.

It took me a second, but I said my name and asked my question. This is exactly what  I said: “So, early you said that you write on your computer. And I was wondering, like, what program you use. Like, what you write with.” My face was flushed and I was SOOO nervous. All the eight year olds spoke better than I did! But Uncle Rick answered. He just uses Microsoft Word. Then he went into how everyone is different in what they use.

He was looking RIGHT AT ME. I died. Literally.

And as Rick was finishing, the guy with the mike, covered it up and whispered in my ear (he was a little close … but with all the adrenaline, I wasn’t TOO worried about my five-foot space bubble) to ask about tips for new writers.

So after an awkward moment after Uncle Rick finished, I nervously asked, “And do you have any tips for writers? Um, like, tips for new writers new writers?” in a quivery voice. Still looking in my general direction, Rick said: Read, write, and don’t give up (in a little more detail). Since I was one of the last questions and I got to ask two, and think that the girls near me were more than a LITTLE jealous.

So, yeah, I had a conversation with Rick Riordan. I also spoke in front of fifteen-hundred people with a microphone (which is surprisingly echo-y and made me even MORE nervous).

And to top it off, we all got free T-shirts!! Yay!! (Well, we paid for tickets, so it wasn’t FREE.)

It was an amazing night.

Hey guys! So, sorry for a longer post, but it just HAD to be said. (With all CAPS, obviously.) What’s your favorite Riordan book? Have you ever met an author before??? Tell me below in the comments!!!😀

Beautiful BOOKS

It’s time for Beautiful Books! That’s right, BOOKS not PEOPLE. Enjoy.


(Click the picture for the rules and Cait’s page.)

What inspired the idea for your novel, and how long have you had the idea?

I said it in THIS post.

And …. I’ve had the idea for maybe … less than a year?

Describe what your novel is about!


Okay, okay.

Nope, that’s what it’s about.

I’ve just always wanted to write about people with other-worldly powers. And since I’m NOT a planner, it’s a little hard to explain. BUUUUUUUUUT if you want to find out, you can read it HERE. (I’m TOTALLY NOT trying to get you to read it…)

What is your book’s aesthetic? Use words or photos or whatever you like!


This is awkward.

I’m not exactly sure what Cait means by aesthetics. Like, I know what the word means (after a quick Google search to be sure), but, um, yeah.

So let’s just do some pictures!😀







Introduce us to each of your characters!

904c4d1230fd665787903d4f6df6a816Well, this’ll be long.


He’s the MC. ISTJ. I did a post on him right HERE and HERE. But he’s just really sweet and (SPOILERS) he’s “superpower” isn’t that powerful.


I’ve done something on her HERE as well. But, I thought that she was just going to be in than out, buuuut I liked her power too much!😉 She’s an INTJ (’cause you all wanted to know that) with the power to manipulate electricity. She’s pretty cool.

007233489dc3612528c3b72bfcfb1b22Dr. Eugene:

I’m sure that you all remember him! *evil laugh* Well, he’s kinda a villain … but I need to bring him back where I’m writing at…. Anyways. He’s got a degree in psychology and has a “mental institution.” Mwahaha.


Ah, the little lovely. You may think of her as a villain at this point … but really she’s my
little darling!❤ I started with her being able to travel all over and actually being older than what she seems (like 13 … but she’s unable to age), but as of now, she’s not.


He’s … fun to write. Has some anger issues and is probably the closest personality-wise to me. Andy has a cool power and some secrets up his sleeve.


One of my favorite characters of ever. But she has some secrets of her own, as well. To see more about her, go HERE.

Colleen Ada:

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Quick trivia: Years ago, our family watched Dr. Quinn. I loved the name Colleen, but wanted to spruce it up a bit. So on my first REAL novel (which was just basically a rip-off of Dragons in Our Midst) I named the little sister this. Now the notebook is “tragically” destroyed, and those nearly two hundred pages are gone. So in memory of that, I named this girl Colleen Ada.

She’s the first to befriend Sawyer and looks like this Georgie Henley-ish girl << (just with frizzier, redder hair) and is funny. But with a dangerous power. Dun, dun, duh!!!


Alla is another one of those characters that I invented because I just …. needed a character
other than Sawyer (I have a problem here, I know). Alla’s mostly quiet, but when you get her talking, she won’t shut up (not that I’m like that, I don’t know why you’d say something like that!). She’s pretty close with James, and is also friends with Sawyer.


d125c8c3450fec3db37c0b992ffcfe20James. Ahhhh, James. Remember THIS short story??? Well, I randomly choose the name James, but I realized that I’d actually made that character a lot like this James. And it’s now in-cannon. So, yes, my precious dies. </3

James is one of those people who are hilarious without being overwhelming. He’s really sweet and fun and I just love him!


Here she is in THIS story. Aren’t I nice, giving you glimpses of characters???? She’s pretty0f670e1d51e4cc0e730c6db5767c2486 solemn, but when you crack her shell, you find out that she’s such a loving feeler. And she has fire manipulation (I’m changing it to that … so she can’t create fire, but, rather, manipulate it).

How do you prepare to write? (Outline, research, stocking up on chocolate, howling, etc.?)

I choose an idea. And I write.

What are you most looking forward to about this novel?

I’ve already started it….

But I’m SUPER excited, ’cause I think that I’ll be finishing it this NaNo!! But sh, shhh!! Don’t tell anyone.

And I just love exploring the different powers of the individuals.

Also, a lot of the powers I’ve done a TON of research on, and how they could POSSIBLY be true, so appreciate that I’ve slaved over that fact. But, really, I love that part almost more than the actual writing! Almost.

List 3 things about your novel’s setting.

mqeeggmIt later takes place in Norway. (Just a random choice there.)
I have a creepy guy leading someone into the woods.

It doesn’t actually have a set time that I’ve decided. (Also, a lot of the characters I don’t mention their age, a suggestion, yes. But they’re actual age? Nuh uh.)

What’s your character’s goal and who (or what) stands in the way?

Really, he’s just bumbling about, trying to make sense of the things that are going on around him. Also, learning about a forgotten past. 80  (Dun dun duh!!!)

A guy stands in the way … but he dwells in mystery, so, yeah.

How does your protagonist change by the end of the novel?

I haven’t exactly finished it, nor planned it. But, I think that he becomes a lot more knowledgeable and, if it’s possible, more compassionate AND closed off by the end. Yeah.

What are your book’s themes? How do you want readers to feel when the story is over?

Themes??? Hahahahahaha. NO. That is for editing. I don’t need my characters to have morals. Yet.

Honestly, I’d just be ecstatic to HAVE readers.

So, guys, how’d you like that? Are you exited for me to (maybe) finish this project during NaNo???? Are any of you doing NaNo? Let me know in the comments below! You guys make my day (or days)!!! See ya!


Hey guys …. so, we’re back! Well, I’m back. Well, me and the characters that is. *titters nervously*

So, before we begin, can I just say something real quick? Yes, great! No, too bad! So … I’m not sure how many of you post your writings on the blogosphere, but it’s pretty nerve-wracking! In all of my previous sections it was more of an introduction to the characters (though it needs A LOT of cleaning up!) then anything else …. so, yes, I’m nervous. So please be gentle with me … ahem. Yes.

Anyways, if you’re new here, Broken Reflections is a story I’m writing (I’m not sure if I’d call it a novel since I’m not sure if it’ll be anywhere other than my blog…), but it’s about a bunch of teenagers who I almost just said a spoiler all have superpowers. So, just think X-Men-ish, ‘kay?

So, here are all of my previous parts (I’m promise that it’ll get more exciting, just bear with me!) in case you’re new and want to try it out (bless your soul!), or you love it and want to catch up (equally bless your soul!):

Part onepart twopart threepart fourpart fivepart sixpart sevenpart eightpart nine, and part ten.

(Also, sorry about the odd formatting … WordPress wasn’t participating properly.)

Eugene waited a moment before saying, “Sawyer, what has your Mother told you of my … institution?”

I hesitated before I answered. “Nothing, actually. Mom only told me that I would be going to your “institution” moments before you arrived.”

Good. That gives me a chance to explain it myself.”

I waited for Eugene to explain, but he didn’t. We were both in an awkward silence until Mom came back with Dr. Rolland.

Sawyer, sorry I couldn’t come sooner, but an unexpected patient came,” Dr. Rolland explained. “Anyways, how are you feeling? Nurse Cali told me that you weren’t feeling well?”

No, I’m fine, actually. Alice was just a little paranoid,” I responded.

Dr. Rolland nodded, then turned to Eugene. “And who are you?” he asked politely.

I’m Dr. Eugene Drupe,” Eugene said.

Ah yes, of course. Well Sawyer is ready to be released into your care,” Dr. Rolland said. “Thank you for stepping in and taking care of Sawyer.” Then Dr. Rolland turned back to me. “I’ll have Nurse Cali come back. I hope you get better.”

After Dr. Rolland nodded, he left.

I sat, confused. I sat like that until Nurse Cali came back in.

While Nurse Cali started to turn off machines and take out tubes, no one talked. No one. It was more then a little awkward.

I was just about to brake the silence, when Nurse Cali said, “All finished. The paperwork’s all signed, so your free to go.”

All of her earlier friendliness gone. She turned on her heel and left.

Mrs. Ali, after you say goodbye to your son, Sawyer and I will leave. It’s a long trip back,” Eugene explained.

Mom nodded, tears filling her eyes. I stood up, and she rushed to me, giving me a hug so hard I thought I’d die.

I love you. So very much,” Mom whispered in my ear.

I nodded, my throat tightening as well. “I love you too, Mom. But … but where am I going?”

Dr. Eugene is going to take you to a place where he can help you,” Mom said.

You told me know that before. But where is there?” I questioned, still confused.

All Mom did was shake her head.

And if I’m leaving right now, then how will I say goodbye to Aunt Carmen, and Johnny, and the others? I mean I can’t just leave without talking to them.”

Mom averted her eyes, and I pulled myself from her embrace.

Mom,” I said, raising my voice slightly, then quickly dropping it. “I don’t want to go.”

I’m sorry Sawyer, it’s for the best.”

Mrs. Ali, I think it’s best if you go now,” Eugene said softly.

Mom nodded, then I watched her go, leaving me with just Eugene.

We both stood there, and silence reigned once again. Seriously, there was a lot of silence this morning.

Well,” Eugene started, “we must leave. It’s a long trip.”

How long exactly?”

What was I saying? I wasn’t going to go with this stranger, even if Mom and the doctors thought it for the best.

But instead of resisting, I just followed Eugene out of the door and down the hall. I looked around desperately, hoping to see a familiar face, but I saw none. Not even Clara’s grimy one.

Then a thought suddenly struck me. That’s what this is all about! Eugene was a psychiatrist, and I was going to a mental institution. But that wasn’t fair! I hadn’t even been properly tested to be taken to an institution!

But now Eugene and I were already almost to the front door.

What about clothes?” I gestured to the hospital gown that I was wearing. If I had to go waltzing about like this, I’d die of embarrassment long before I reached Eugene’s institution.

Eugene didn’t even look. “I have something for you to wear.”

Creepy? I think so.

So, guys, there you go!! I think that the next couple parts were some of my favorite parts to write … lots of new characters! I hope to be posting BR every Friday. (Though, I may miss next Friday’s since I’ll be out of state … but hopefully not!🙂 ) Do you all think that Sawyer is going insane? Are you glad that BR is back???? Let me know down below, along with some speculations, I love those!😀