Infinity Dreams Blog Award

I have been tagged by two lovely ladies! Suzy, and Emily, Thank you!!!! 🙂 ❤

Here goes…..

Rules:

• Thank the blogger who nominated you
• Tell us 11 facts about yourself
• Answer the questions that were set for you to answer
• Nominate 11 bloggers and set questions for them

11 Facts About Me:

| Wordy Wednesday |

We’re back up and running with Wordy Wednesday this month! Here are your 10 words! Enjoy! 🙂

1.
Adjutant
ad·ju·tant
noun
a military officer who acts as an administrative assistant to a senior officer.
a person’s assistant or deputy.

a large black-and-white stork with a massive bill and a bare head and neck, found in India and Southeast Asia.

My Writing Process

Hello loves! I thought I would share with you all how I write, what I write, what I do well with, and what I struggle with.

Generally, the writing process consists of 5 different elements. Prewriting, drafting, revising, editing, & publishing.

Prewriting

Prewriting for me is more brainstorming and scribbling down certain facts that I don’t want to forget. I often run through a scene over and over until I find things that can connect to the story.
For instance, if I thought of a girl pacing angrily back and forth in her bedroom. I would keep running the scene in my head until I figured out why she was angry. Maybe her brother stole something of hers. Or maybe her best friend lied to her, and she’s trying to decide what she’s going to say to her, next time she sees her.

My cat watches me as I walk from one end of my room to the other. Back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth. He meows at me, annoyed. “I can’t believe she lied to me, Gus! We’ve been friends since we were 6, we never keep secrets from each other.” I sprawl onto my bed, Gus climbs over me, bothered by my presence. I would be too if I were him. Anna, my BFF of 10 years, has been hanging out with my nemesis. Jessie Newman, the most popular girl in school. “I just can’t believe my best friend would ditch me for that airhead.” I mutter, standing and gazing at my reflection in my floor length mirror. “Anna Gibson.” I begin, my voice strong. “I don’t appreciate the way you’ve been treating me….so I..I’m throwing away your friendship bracelet and….cropping you out of my laptops wallpaper!” I stomp my foot for extra oomph then lay on the floor and cry.