Wednesday, August 31, 2011

A Dream I Dreamt

A short poem from the top of my head is all I have for you all today. Somehow it ended up with a sort of rhyming scheme, which rarely ever happens with me. So... enjoy.

I dream of a moment when we can be
                                                 just you and me
You've stolen my heart in the best possible way.
I simply wish, that you could stay.

~Anora Anakaya~

Monday, August 29, 2011

Lately life has been hectic for me, so I have not been as helpful to the blog as I wish I could be. Moving across the country will keep you busy, and subtract from writing time.

I don't currently have a story to post, so I am just posting what is on my mind.

Currently, the best words I can think of to describe me are content and grateful. Today was the kind of day that if it were put on repeat for the rest of your life, that would be great and it would mean you'd be happy forever. The day started off a bit shaky, with a cold shower. Usually I am the type to believe that bad luck is a bad sign for the rest of the day. I believed I was in for a doosey of a day. Turns out that I was wrong, and I don't think I have ever been so happy to admit that.

The day started out with a breakfast of cake. Not really healthy, but I figure that a girl's got to indulge sometimes. It moved on to picking out positive quotes that I think would cause a person to smile, and to make their day a little better. They were written on post-it notes, and placed where others could find them. Part of Operation Beautiful. It is a wonderful movement. I think that anyone reading this should check it out, and join in.

Then I went to church with my mom, and she bought me hot chocolate. I ran into a couple that I babysit for at the church, and I was delighted to see them. I love when I have people I know at the same place as me, and it is even better when it is accidental and unexpected. I got to greet several people before the sermon began, and i learned that the three kids sitting near me all have macaroni as a favorite pasta. The sermon was inspiring, and afterward I got to visit with an adorable little girl.

Due to how long and drawn out this feels to me, I am going to try to quickly sum up the rest of the day. I went home and vegged, and planned a dinner with my family and the couple I babysit for. Then after the dinner I went and swam with a new friend. This was my favorite part of the day. I had a great time, we relaxed, talked, and snacked. It was refreshing to get out of the house and spend time with someone other than my family members. Then the friend had a flute that she didn't use anymore, and she gave it to me. This was probably the greatest moment of the day. I was caught completely by surprise, but I was very happy because I have missed playing music.

That is not to say that there is anything wrong with my family. They are amazing people and I love them dearly, but I have spent time with them for a little over two months straight. I am definitely ready to have friends to have out with.

I feel really blessed for the way that things have turned out for me. Great people have come into my life, and I feel very good about the way things are headed.


I would love to hear about the things that Life in Fiction's readers are grateful for. I know that a lot of people are moving on to a new chapter in their lives, and i would be interested in hearing about how you are adapting to the changes. Are you excited, or nervous? Do you miss the old days, or are you glad that you're moving on to the future? I think it is very good for everyone to stop and take some time to reflect on the way that they are feeling, and the path that lead them to be the person that they are.

Until Next Time,

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Lullaby for My Heart

I apologize for being incapable of posting a writing of my own. However, Alex has so kindly lent me poetry of his own that he has allowed me to share. Of what he sent me, this is one of my favorites, maybe even my absolute favorite. So here it is. The "Lullaby for My Heart"

Lullaby for My Heart

Turn, spin, dance to the rhythm produced by my tired heart.
Feel the warmth of a thousand thoughts of you as my twisted mind withdraws for another winter alone.
Nothing could be more true than these feelings, yet I care enough to hide them somewhere only I can see.
Take a step forward; know I'll be there walking beside you.
Fall backwards; know I'll be sure to catch you.
All I ask is for you to see these lips that are so close to yours and whisper "forevermore" before this rhythm we waltz to becomes not but our paramour.

~Anora Anakaya~

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Well I guess we're on our way

All my life, and even all of this summer, all I could think about was "YES! my last year of high school! After this I'm done! Off to college." Looking back at my high school years as i begin my senior year... I don't necessarily like everything that happened... I mean I had all kinds of heart break, I had all kinds of betrayals, friend changes... Then I realized, "what makes me special?" cause I'm no different than other kids! I had the same problems most teenagers have. I just feel foolish because of all of the stupid stuff I did, and the way I acted.

But I also look back and smile, because I'm such a different person than I was freshman year. I was ready to follow other people wherever they would lead me. Now I'm ready to do whatever it takes so do what God wants me to do, No matter what people say or think about me.

I spent the last evening working on my novel, and some video planning stuff... For some reason I looked in my bottom dresser drawer, and I found some stuff one of my ex girlfriends had given me... I remembered that I had hidden it there because looking at it brought me so much pain. But as i looked at it, I felt nothing but some warm feelings and i actually cracked a smile. It shocked me that I no longer had remorse from a failed relationship, realizing that while it hurt at the time, God had something so much bigger in store for me.

Looking back at all the "Betrayals" that had happened to me during these years, i realize how silly they all were, and how easy it has been to love these people even though they had hurt me. And I still love them all and try to talk to them when I can even when they don't want anything to do with me.

All of this was laid on my heart so i sat down and wrote a whole poem about it, basically about my high school years... From describing first kisses and how it felt, to betrayals, to finding true love.

So here it is, I'm writing my heart on this very blog for you to read. Think of my years what you will, The poem is not amazing, but its from my heart. I love each and every one of you, and I want you to read this poem and get to know me from my high school story, in poem form...

- Joseph W.


I sit here, thinking about all the things
the things I used to do, the places I wanted to see
And I wonder, Did i do them, did I see them?
Was it worth it, was it everything I'd hoped it'd be?

Cause I'm on my way...

Hide and seek in the back yard
breaking bottles into glass shards
Summer nights so innocent and free
playing barefoot ball, running in fear from some honeybees

Oh, but I'm on my way... On my way...

I lay here, looking up at the night sky
Counting stars, and watching planes fly by
The memories on this hill side
first kisses, and the blushes we tried to hide.

But now I'm on my way... I'm on my way

Spring brings puppy love with light April showers
hand holding while picking lovely may flowers
Summer concerts and bro-ships
followed by betrayals and jobs with low tips

But now I'm on my way... I'm on my way...

Autumn festivals and theater, writing songs about me and her
Cold winter nights by the fire place, see her with her friends, you feel out of place
heartbreaks that seem to last forever, relief comes with friends, soon you'll feel better

But its behind me now... Cause I'm on my way, I'm on my way...

Not until now, did I realize, life was moving so fast
remembering summer nights we'll never get back
all the mischief we played, and our curfews, we always lost track...

All the summer loves you have, that come and go
you look back and smile at your own insecurity
realizing the heartbreaks came because of your own immaturity
Realizing now, that the love you were looking for was not all butterflies and giddy feelings
but a love that was so pure it made no typical dealings

It struck you like a blade because you were too young to know
but right there all along, had been a friend that you should've chose.
They were perfect all along, your best friend, without butterflies and the trumpets and pointless throng.
You realize its too perfect not to last, its different from all the "loves" in your past

And now we're on our way... We're on our way...

Heres to, the new memories we will make,
together, the life we can create
while our years have been beautiful things
the new ones can fulfill our wildest dreams

We'll always smile, as we're on our way, glancing back after every mile...

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

A Short Verse.

Today I've only posted a short poem. It is a first draft so perhaps I will expand it later on. However I do feel that this says everything I need it to for now.

You spoke the words I longed to hear
now actions should speak for my heart.
My head cannot find the words to tell you
how dear you are to me.

~Anora Anakaya~

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Dream Chronicles Story 5: Infinite Crisis Part 1


Okay guys it took WAY longer then I thought to get a second one posted, but here is the next installment of my Dream Chronicles! Now for those of you lucky enough not to know, I have this habit of dreaming up these insane dreams if I go to sleep hungry. So I started to purposely go to sleep hungry in order to come up with these dreams. Afterwards, using as much as I can remember about the dreams as I can, I write a story based on them. The sweet spot is every character is portrayed by someone I know. XD

Today's story is actually made up of three different dreams, each having enough similaries to be connected to one another. As such I split the dream into three parts in order to keep you in suspense. ;) In these dreams we are all superheroes or villains from the DC Comics universe. (AKA Batman, Superman, etc.) Everyone with the except of Heather Baker will be either a superhero, super/villain or henchmen/women. For some of you, I couldn't tell who the hell you were supposed to be, so I just gave you a name. XP If I tagged you, and but you don't know who you are, I will post a cast list after the story so you can figure it out. Well enjoy this installment!!!!!


The sound of my sidekick 4G awake me from my slumber. I was in a round bed parallel to the large clear window looking out over New York City. I grabbed the phone off the table and read the message.

Breakfast is ready. Get down here before Najee eats it all.
I released a large, grumpy yawn and jumped out of bed. I walked out my room and slid down a long glass rail into a long corridor filled with golden statues. Each statue was of a different superhero that was currently deceased. I strolled down the hall slowly, stopping at a statue of Dove. His name was Cody Myers. I lowered my head, still in shock over his death that happened nearly two years ago.

“Whatcha doing in here loser?” said a female voice.
“Just paying my respects Argent.” I replied.
“Well dumb-ass Najee has eaten all the food. So we are going
to have to go out for breakfast. He’s a damn android why does he need to eat?”
“Geez Dynisha, shouldn’t you start calling him Cyborg? Or do
you want to have another instance where you reveal to the world someone’s
secret identity? Also known as Kid Flash…”
“Hey Josh doesn’t do a good job of hiding it! All he does is
take off his jacket! And Najee is a giant robot!! It’s hard to hide!”

I sighed, but before I could give a respond a siren went off. Argent and I ran to the conference room, where a group of superheroes were sitting around a table. Cyborg and Kid Flash were still stuffing there faces when we got in. Our leader Red Robin gave them a glare, and they pushed the plate towards Carly.

“Don’t eat that Wonder Girl,” said Tony, a.k.a. Bushido, “It’d take a steel stomach to survive Hawk’s cooking.”

Caitlin gave Tony a death stare, but I transformed into a small black kitten and jumped into her lap to distract her.

“Bout time you got here.” Red Robin said angrily.
“What, you mad Bro?” Wonder Girl replied sarcastically.
“What’s the problem?” I said while Caitlin stroked my fur.
“I just got message from Batmeg, who tells me that the Injustice League is attacking and that the Justice League is too busy to deal with all of them.”
“Of course they are. I bet we get the nastiest guys as wel... So who are we handling?” Argent asked impatiently.
“We are to deal with Gorilla Grodd, Poison Ivy, and Mr. Freeze…” started Red Robin, “We will be splitting into teams to carry out the missions. Argent and Kid Flash will take on Gorilla Grodd. Wonder Girl and Bushido will go after
Mr. Freeze. Lastly, Hawk and Cyborg will go after Poison Ivy.”
“What about me?” I asked.
“Beast Boy, you will go with me to help Batmeg take on Deathstroke and the Joker.”
“Very well.” I said transforming into a bat.

“Alright then! TITANS GO!!!!!!” We all jumped to action, with me transforming into a pterodactyl and Red Robin jumping onto my back. We flew off towards Gotham City, landing where the Batmeg signal was shining.
Already there was The Flying Squirrel, Superman, Static, and Blue Beetle.

“Good of you to show up.” Said Superman.
“Good to be here Davis.” I replied to him harshly.
“Now don’t fight boys. TJ did you find Joker?” Squirrel said to Blue Beetle.
“Not yet Leah.”
"Where’s my sensei?” Chrisser said.
“Right here.” Came an ominous voice.

We all turned to find Batmeg standing right behind us. It shocked me that even with my heighten senses I couldn’t sense her come up behind me. We sat down, with each of us searching for any leads on our supervillains. Almost simultaneously, I picked up the scent of Joker gas, and Blue Beetle picked up a reading on Deathstroke.

“Me, Red Robin, and Superman will go after the Joker. Beast Boy, can you handle lead the others against Deathstroke?” asked Batmeg.
“Of course. He’s the reason Terra’s dead… Okay team we’re off! TJ, you say here and be our line of communication.”
“On it boss!”

At that, The Flying Squirrel, Static and I flew over to Arkam Asylum. I motioned for Cameron to open the electric gate, and I then turned into a squirrel and snuck into the building. I ran through the air ducts of the asylum until I came to the room where Deathstroke was. With him were Harley Quinn, Professor Zoom and General Zod.

"I see… and the Teen Titans?” Deathstroke asked.
“Gorilla Grodd and Poison Ivy were defeated, however Mr. Freeze was able to defeat his group and destroy his pillar.” Replied Harley Quinn.

Pillar…? I thought, while relaying all I heard back to Leah. I step a little closer to catch a look at the surroundings. How the ducts give a slight sound that would be undetectable to the human ear, but for General Zod and me it was as clear as water. The General looked in my direction, using his x-ray vision to spot me. I attempted to run away, but Professor Zoom quickly grabbed me before I even realized I had moved. I squirmed in his hands, trying to seem like an ordinary

“It’s just a squirrel Bryan.” Harley said impatiently.

“I see that Griseida. Thing is how do we know it’s not Beast Boy in disguise? Better yet, The Flying Squirrel could be reading his mind as we speak! Jared, kill it!” Zod directed to Zoom, and Deathstroke nodded towards Zoom to continue. Zoom began to vibrate his hand, but as fast as lightning, Static sent a powerful blast of electricity into both Professor Zoom and General Zod, and Leah sent a league of squirrels on Harley Quinn. I transformed into a Bengal
tiger and stared down Deathstroke.

“It’s just you and me now Slade.” I said under my breath.
“Then this won’t take-”

I tackled Deathstroke through the window before he could finish his sentence into the lake behind the Asylum. I switched between a great blue shark and swordfish, attacking him from all angles.

“What’s the matter Slade? Too much for…” I started when the water around Deathstroke began to boil. “… You?”

I switched to a pompeii worm, before Slade evaporated the whole lake. I switched to my human form and landed on face in the now empty hole in the earth. At the center stood Deathstroke, body covered in flames. I slowly rose to my feet, steadily shifting into Chinese Dragon. Deathstroke clutched his fists covered in deep scarlet flames, and looked at me with a melancholy look.

“No more gun for hire... from you on, I decide who dies."


Sunday, August 7, 2011

Captain America?

Last night I went to see Captain America. It was, unfortunately, in 3D. (Is anyone else annoyed with the amount of 3D movies of late?) While the 3D tech has improved since Spy Kids 3D, it is still bothersome to watch movies through glasses (that's why I got contacts!!!!!!!!!!). But I must say the movie was awesome. I'll spare any specifics in case some of you haven't seen it. 

The only thing about this movie I didn't like, is how many question I had at the end. But I may just over analyze things a bit. What are your opinions of the movie?