Conflict Arisen

Problem:
   I just received a comment not too long ago about someone who would like me to end my book. Unless it was you, Sam, pretending to be someone else again.
     I quote "it's pretty cool, yeah. but my friend says that you copied their idea. the book, yeah. they just told me to get you to stop. so i'm here, yeah. and we want you to stop. just end it. kapeesh?"
     Somebody tell me how to handle this one. But i know for sure after three years of writing and being one month away from getting the book actually PUBLISHED that i am NOT going to just stop.

Solution:
      HELP!       (plz tell me if this is some sort of joke)

..........................................Nevermind, it was just a scam.
                                                                Sam, pretending to be someone else again, ugghhh

COMPLETION NEXT WEEK!!!!

hello!
my book iz almost finished!!!!! should be done by Monday next week. hopefully.
anyone and everyone who iz reading this plz tell all ur friends that visit this blog that i am BACK!!!!
also, i have figured out a way to self publish bookz on kindle. if anyone iz interested just say so.

i would also recommend for all writers to get the magazine Writer's Digest. it iz an amazing magazine that has helped me a lot!!!

i will post again tomorrow. thnx for commenting!!!!
           also, another update. the name of my first book has been replaced. Since Excalibur is a very common book name i have changed it to Fire Heart.

Comment answers and updates--

I'm back everyone! :D
of course, as usual, i forgot to post for a while and AGAIN i am losing viewers. but it doesn't matter as more people are coming.

so . . . i've noticed that people have been writing on my blog about the stuff that they write about. i am SO glad more people are writing books and all but this is kind of my blog. you should make a blog of your own where you tell other people about the book you're writing. don't get me wrong, you're all GREAT people and the fact that you are writing a book of your own is awesome too, but when it comes down to the point where you are asking my viewers help for your book i think you should save that for your blog.

YOU ARE ALWAYS ALOUD TO ASK ME ABOUT YOUR BOOK, THOUGH, I JUST DON'T WANT YOU TO USE MY BLOG FOR YOUR PERSONAL STUFF. =D

Comments--

• thank you again for commenting on blog when i'm hardly around. ashtater5--i don't always use real people for my book characters, but Alex was taken from my sister, Natalie and some of me in there too. Felix and James were just made from scratch. 
• SolanumVirus, Alec did ask to be in my book, so that is why i added him.
• TeekleMan, the powers sound very good, i especially liked the animal morphing one. i won't be using the mimicking or fart powers because they are already used in another book and it would kind of be like stealing, know what i mean? otherwise, good ideas!
• marshmallowKID, i LOVE the power about the time stopping idea. i've always wanted to do that sort of thing. :) and SolanumVirus, marshmallowKID does not sound wrong in any way shape or form.
• MW3Chick, the infared vision at night idea sounds great too! 

anyway, for future notice, the Big Power that i will give Alec i have already decided on. I just can't tell it because it will ruin the book. but i WILL use those powers on other characters too! so don't stop giving me suggestions!

THANK YOU!!!!

hallo!

hey, i've been getting some really great comments, such as ppl suggesting character powers and other characters in my book. AND now i've reached the 300 mark for ppl who have visited my blog! (yay me!) and thnx for visiting and commenting and totally HELPING.
EVERYONE WHO HAS COMMENTED HAS BEEN A HUGE BLESSING!!!
but . . . .                many ppl are konfuzzled with the whole throwing around my book sections in random orders. i'm-a workin' on it.
i've also heard from some random ppl that i sound cool to them or that this blog is great. thnx! =D my book is slowly coming along as we try to do the last finishing touches on it. sadly enough, i probably won't get my book done for a long time because of this whole school jig.
and for ANY guys who like malls that is totally okay! i mean, guys need stuff 2 so don't be ashamed--(comment from "Don'tJudgeMe")
i've also had another comment asking if James has feelings for Alex. who in the great land of gumdrops would give that sort of information away? that's what you try to figure out yourself . . .

i have had a request from a friend asking if he could be in my book. i just want to let everyone know that i only add real ppl into my book if they have a definite character and that they would have a great place to fit in my book. the next book in my series is called "The Sixth Apprentice" and he will be introduced in this one.
Name: Alec
Character: random, trouble-maker, smart
Hobbies: creating bombs and starting fights of any sort
Tiny Power: is immune to frying pans and flying pinecones
Big Power: (confidential) 

ASAP i will add a lookalike pic of him from the internet, but for now just give me your thoughts. thank you!

Alex vs. Asi

hey, here's another section from my book!

right before this, Alex had summoned the Asi on top of a giant stone bird perched on the tallest skyscraper ever. She is in Brimstone, the Fire City in the sky. Enjoy!

“Alexis,” he hissed, touching my head.

When he spoke it felt like my heart was literally being ripped from my chest. I wailed and clenched my fist and my jaw. I looked up at him with hatred. He dragged his hand down my cheek and grinned at me. I pursed my lips and got to my feet, trying to keep my balance as much as I could. “I—I need to summon someone from the Darkland,” I said with an edge to my voice.

He walked up to me so he was right in my face. Panting I stared up at him with as much anger as I could possibly muster. “And why shouldn’t I just kill you right now?” he asked.

I screamed and dropped to my knees, holding my chest. I felt like I should have killed myself right then. How could I be doing this? I needed to look strong, stronger than I am. I stumbled to get back on my feet. “Give me a break!” I yelled in his face. “I’m thirteen years old and all I want to do is find my mother! You got a problem with that?” I looked him up and down and said, “It’s not like you ever had one.”

Bit of knowledge: if you’re ever in a situation where a guy is trying to kill you on top of a tall building, never shoot him an insult.

“How dare you say that?!” he lifted a hand up to me and I felt myself simultaneously being thrown backwards. Miraculously, I landed in the wings of the bird, but my head was bleeding and exploding with unforgivable pain.

I rubbed the spot on my skull and received a handful of blood. Shaking more than I ever had, I said, “Why did you kill my sister?” my mouth was dry and arms were sore.

“I had a reason, you fool!” he shouted, hurling me toward him. We were face to face again where we could almost kiss, but we’d rather send a knife through each other’s stomach. He grabbed my neck and held me up high.

“Please,” I said, quivering like a chicken in Antarctica.

“If you ever survive, I will meet you there!” he said, disappearing in a flash.

FINALLY!!!!!

YES! my blog FINALLY let me post. it's been acting strange a long time. you know, ever since DECEMBER!!! AHH! i guess now i'm losing a lot of veiwers, so all of you who are still chking my blog, let them know that I"M STILL HERE!!!
MWAHAHA!
so i have made some progress in my book and i'm happy and . . . .
yet another NEW BOOK CHARACTER! yay!

Meet James Falker!
this is the closest picture i could find of someone who looked like him. He's the guy in the front.

here is a section from my book describing him.Right before this, Alex had just been stolen of her fire powers through tubes in a painful way, while being held captive by James and the Director.

Finally, it came to a stop and I fell limp. I hadn’t noticed that the director had been replaced by his assistant, Falker. He carefully walked toward me rolling a bed like a shopping cart. He undid the straps and helped me down to the bed. The tubes were still connected to me and he attempted to take them off. “’Member me?” he said while working on the tube connected to my left hand.

     I breathed, “No.” Did I know him? He was about fourteen years old and his face seemed vaguely familiar.

     He laughed, “Didn’t think so, Fire Girl. Who would remember James Falker?” He released a sarcastic laugh.

     Oh, James Falker, I knew that name! And Fire Girl, someone used to call me that. From the orphanage? No, I would have remembered him right off the bat. “Cookie Boy?” I asked timidly.

     “Hey!” he gave me a friendly nudge, “My little Fire Girl does remember me!” He smiled and released another tube from my wrist.

     “Wow,” I laughed, if it was possible in this predicament, “From—from preschool, right?” Preschool was the only public school I went to. I was about four when I met James. He would always bring me cookies from his house and we became really good friends. When he would come over to my house for a play date, I showed him how when I get close to a candle it would always lean toward me whatever way the wind was blowing. He called me Fire Girl in return.

     “After you showed me the little candle trick I knew exactly what you were, Flame Whisperer.” He began working on the tube connected to my chest, making me feel uneasy. “Well, you’re not the Flame Whisperer anymore. You’re normal, but that’s okay.”

     The subject made my mind go back on track. “Why did you become bad? Why are doing this?”

     He looked at me like I had just eaten a tub of butter, “I’m not on the bad side, and you should know that. I’m doing the good-guy work here.”

     I gaped at him, “You just tried to kill me!” I yelled, yet my throat felt sore.

     James shook his head, “We weren’t going to kill you. I mean, you’re obviously still alive, so is Felix.” He paused, looking at me with soft eyes. There was no spot of evil or badness in his glare. He was a likable guy, with his scruffy, long auburn hair and his soft, unnaturally hazel eyes. He smiled at me with perfectly straight white teeth. “Do you doubt me?” he asked.

     Something wasn’t right and it set my teeth on edge. He was on my side, yet he was with the Asi. James, one of the best friends I have ever had in my life thought I was on his side. And to tell you the truth, I hadn’t a clue what side I was on. He was on the good side, protecting a twenty year old man from the world that wanted to kill him. How could that be a bad thing?

     The Asi killed Jasmine. There was nothing to it. He has set out to kill my parents and me. And he killed hundreds of other people, innocent humans. Why, though? Another thing I would kill to know.

     “The Asi killed my only sister and you’re working for him.” I pursed my lips and glared solemnly at him. “He’s trying to kill me, you twit! What the freak do you think you’re doing?” I tried to punch him in the arm, but my hand was too sore to move.

     James didn’t say anything, looking down at the three tubes as if they had the answer.

     I said, “Get a life.”

     “I have a life!” he yelled in my face. His face was as red as a cherry and he gnawed at his wrist. “You don’t know what it is like to be him,” he said through gritted teeth, lowering his hand. “He has lived the worst life there is, and you’re trying to kill him.” James paused. Clearly this had been very hard for him, thinking that I was with him this whole time and yet I wasn’t. “I thought you were on our side, Alexis.”

     “Why did you even get involved in this? Why did you get tangled up in our mess—my mess?” I said, softening my voice down to a whisper.

     He put his hand to my cheek, then I noticed how hot his fingers were. I’ve never really been one for people touching me, everyone should know that, but there was something different this time that didn’t give me the urge to yank his hand away. “Why do you think?” he said softly, his eyes sparkling with precipitation. With that he exited the room, leaving me by myself to think things through. 

OhMyGuacomole!!!!

ohmycupcakes!!!!!!!!!! i am so mad @ my computer! so yeah, i haven't exactly posted since Dec 22 . . . yeah, about that. my computer wouldn't let me post. it kept on deleting the stuff i wrote after i wrote it . . . oh well. srry! :)

so i have been getting comments about ppl asking if i can add another section of my book onto my blog. To give you some background, Alex, Felix, Destiny, and Jacob r flying from the sky to the Earth on a dragon named Betsy. 

I ripped off the bandage around my head and stared at it. What had once been cream-colored was now almost completely red with blood, and blotches of white every once in a while. I threw it out into the open where it soared silently down to Earth. That’s when I noticed that I was still in my nightgown which was ripped, bloodied and dirty from head to toe. I probably looked like I got hit with a semi-truck on a dirt road. I could go to Prom!

Besides my lustful charms, I have a million more problems. Why am I doing this? Why can’t I be with my step-dad right now having a picnic or going to the park like we always did? I need to nail someone with a hammer. Although I hated the orphanage to the ends to the earth, at least it was better than the condition I am in right now. What is with the Asi dude, anyway? If he wants to be famous or whatever he could just ask to be another prince like the Ice Prince did, he doesn’t have to go killing people by the dozen. Why is he after my family, the tweed? He seriously needs mental help. And Felix, the big, fat, ugly guy that’s sitting in front of me, he needs a life more than anything else. Alright, alright, I admit he’s got okay looks, but I hate him and he probably hates me, too. He acts like he’s all this and all that, like he’s some goody-goody gumdrop. As soon as we land I’ll smash his tiny little hallow head with a tree trunk.

“Mmrr,” Betsy moaned to signal that we were descending slowly. Clouds passed us by like light cars on a highway. Earth started making its way into my sight. Ah, beautiful Earth! The place that I had once lived in only three days ago, though it seemed longer than that. If my stupid memory hadn’t remembered Jasmine’s name then maybe I could still be in the orphanage kicking Teacher butt and having the time of my life.

Below cities formed and color began to paint the scene. Soon enough, all the clouds vanished from my sight and we could see perfectly. It was such a beautiful summer night with the temperature just right and the England city lights twinkling below us. I felt as though I could jump off Betsy and fly through the night.

But of course, in my life, nothing ever goes perfectly. “Aroo,” Betsy cried and then took a sudden turn, flipping sideways and making us all dangle by our arms.

“Betsy!” Jacob screamed as he kicked the large animal helplessly. “What the bleep are you doing?” I was losing my grip quickly and I was afraid Destiny and her dainty little hands was going to fall off.

Betsy twirled her way over so she was flat again. The four of us angrily made our way back to a sitting position. “Betsy,” Felix gave her a hard slap on the back, “You know not to do that!” Betsy moaned sorrowfully then continued to sniff the air. “Betsy?” the tone in his voice made it seem like he was actually sorry for the dumb thing. It had just tried to flip us over, you dumbnut!

Betsy made a quick two hundred and seventy degree angle as she plummeted toward the Earth. Meanwhile, a humongous rock hardly larger than the dragon zoomed over our heads without warning.

“We’re being followed!”