Gander

Humanity is a profundity. It is something that none of us can grasp, yet, if somehow each sole thought was intertwined with the rest, then I believe that such a confounding and fundamental component of life could be fathomed. I'm sure each one of us have tried to grasp the mysteries of ourselves that are so severely obscured by the knowledge we bear itself. However, by repudiating the knowledge and help of others, and by endeavoring to accomplish such an insatiable ambition, merely for the lavish lauding that one would anticipate to receive, we, as a unity, cannot possibly obtain the understanding we have so long sought. Such obstinate ways would only exacerbate our chances of accomplishing such a feat. My philosophy is that we exploit each philosophy to uncover what is thickly mantled, and omit the avarice so many of us are tainted by, for such heinous greed is both the burden to and bane of our existence.

Career Options

Over the past few months, career options for myself has been the biggest dilemma in my household. The two fundamental options have either been journalism or engineering, with my avid writing hobby to hopefully give me an auspicious future later on. After having seen the project my friends and I created for our English assignment, it has been suggested that I should consider a pathway in the television industry. This I faced as a subtle joke, for I do not believe it is my right direction. If you want to see the project, however, click the title of this post. ^^^

Second Start

From the persuasion of a friend of mine, and the subtle inclination that incessantly nudges me, I decided to create a new post for my blog. Quite simply, my life has been as mundane as most lives are. Therefore I haven't felt the need to impart what I have been doing. When I first began this blog, I believed I would avidly keep at it, posting an intriguing story or profundity I happened to encounter during my day. I believed, quite credulously, that eventually my blog would become something that captivates the minds of others, and gets them thinking about certain aspects of life, maybe even evoking from them new perspectives. This, however, I gradually ceased to do, but I came back to it, and I will make sure that I'll be more assiduous about it. I will try to be more imaginative as well, and incorporate other things rather than my monotonous posts.

Imagery

I was writing a section of my story today, being in the mood to do so, which I haven't felt for a while now. I read over it, and asked my sister to do so as well, and we both felt that it was actually a rather good piece of writing. What was the reason? I asked myself this, and the answer instantly came to mind. Imagery! For the past year or so I have been so caught up in discovering new words, thinking broadness in vocabulary was a faculty needed to help raise the chances of getting published. Of course it is an interest readers are lured to, but I thought it was the fundamental aspect. Until today. Until I read that piece of my creation that allowed me so easily to see the scenario in the story. Until I realised that imagery is the key to a great tale. So, now knowing - or thinking, if I continue to be in the wrong state of mind - that I am on the right track, I will keep a consistent method of writing which will allow much more interest to flow into my story.

Please give some words of advice if you know any other key aspects to successful writing.

Gold Chain Baby Gender Test

Last weekend I became acquainted with the old wives' tale which holds the myth that the movement of a gold chain can predict the genders of the children the person - who's being tested - will have. Every person who was there that night willingly did this test, and were quite stimulated. Precisely, this included my nan, mother, aunt, sister, and me. Despite the fact that there is only one genuine myth, the precision of the execution of this can be distorted in many different ways; such as the part of the body the chain must be lingering above, and which movements of the chain determine what. We did it the way my aunt informed us how it was done, for she was the most experienced in this particular superstitious and mythological aspect of life. Well, superstitious is how I regarded it the moment it was mentioned, but the procedure soon transpired to have an uncanny accuracy. My nan was the first to have a go. She laid her hand out in front, palm facing the ceiling, and my aunt held the chain between her thumb and index finger. My aunt then slowly brought the chain up until it gently swayed above my nan's palm. A seemingly slow pair of seconds elapsed before any genuine force of an unknown origin was applied to the chain, and it swayed in a circular motion. This signified a girl. The second time, the chain moved back and forth, which manifested a boy. And then the consecutive movements signified two girls. The fifth time, the chain did not move at all above the palm, and this meant that no more children were to be born from this person. Every answer was correct, for my nan truly did have a girl, a boy, and two more girls. My mother then did it, and the chain's movement resembled a boy, a girl, and another boy. This again matched realism, and we were nothing but dumbfounded. Then my aunt performed it, and her prediction was correct as well. My sister was next in turn. Vague the results are to me now, but when I do reminisce upon that night, I can remember that she was to have three children. And when I was foretold of my children's births, it came to be that I would have five. A boy, a girl, a boy, a girl, and another boy respectively. I was confounded by this divination, for I never anticipated having that amount of children. Despite the bizarre precision of the results, I refused to believe this, but the notion of this being true worms its way through to my contemplation from time to time.

My Focus

Lately, well, actually during the last couple of years, I have found myself engrossed in the writing of a story. At different points in this time, I have also had discussions and researched the many aspects of getting published. It is common sense, however, to know that the more well known you are, the more chance you will have of actually creating a successful piece of work. Therefore I have decided to create a blog, in the hope that some of you will be interested in the writing endeavours I will share with you over the course of time. The whole focus revolved around this is to become marginally closer to being internationally prominent, which is an immense aspirition alone.