anna catherine

my violet, Baudelaire, a Valentine's day gift from my dad a breakfast of blackberries Snickers about to fall asleep I turn 17 tomorrow.   Today has been a haze; I've felt as if I were in a dream.   16 was a good year.   It all went by so fast.   I feel as if I just started 11th grade.   Now, it's almost over.   I'm not sentimental about growing up.   I always think of it as an adventure, with new and better things to come with every day.   However, I'll always remember this year as a year of achievement.   I made a higher choir at All State, I passed the ACT with the score I wanted, and I received the honor of playing Tinker Bell in a school play.   I'm excited to see what new things I'll accomplish, starting tomorrow. 

My Peter Pan  play is over, and surprisingly I couldn't be more relieved.   I've never been more exhausted.   Four months of rehearsing and two days of performing can take it out of a person.   However, I'm glad that it happened.   I wouldn't trade my experience for anything, not even legs that aren't sore from running and dancing.   I tried my best to shine and be the very best Tinkerbell I could be, even though I wasn't exactly feeling the most glamorous at the time.   ☺

His name is Snickers, he's an Australian Shepherd, and my cat isn't terribly thrilled.

     When I first discovered Mirriam's blog, she had just begun work on Paper Crowns.   I was always eager to read the snippets that came out!   After commenting about how much I loved the story, Mirriam offered to let me beta the book.   Paper Crowns was the first book I ever beta-read!   When the story ended, I felt full.   It was almost as if I had been hungry for a unique story, and Mirriam's beautiful book hit the spot!   Ever since I finished reading that rough draft, I have been anxiously awaiting the publication in book form.   I remember telling Mirriam that I wanted it in print so badly so that I could carry it around and hold it in my hands.   My wish finally came true! About the Book Ginger has lived in seclusion, with only her aunt Malgarel and her blue cat, Halcyon, to keep her company. Her sheltered, idyllic life is turned upside-down when her home is attacked by messengers from the world of fae. Accompanied by Halcyon (who may or may not be more than