As exciting as Pottermore is, I am still confused as to why, when I registered, I never received a verification e-mail. Will it be sent once everyone is allowed in? I am concerned.
Other than that, I am impatient for Pottermore and all the new info include in it! I would just love the above question answered. =P
It is always discouraging to find that your dreams are snuffed out by a small problem. How often am I supposed to check my e-mail to make up for this one little problem? Does everyone expect people to keep an eye on e-mails? I am not certain why, but I think this mishap has made me realize that not everything works out. Sometimes, I have to work a little harder… If only I had the inspiration to write a whole new story worthy of publication and a grand prize…..
And all of this is why disappointment has settled in on my day like a menacing storm-cloud. I’m totally not in the mood to stand in that all day…
People always say that laughter is the best medicine. I can honestly say that this is exactly true. Not that I laugh an abnormal amount or anything. But I do love to laugh.
Today I was in one of the can-I-fast-forward-to-a-happier-day kind of moods and then Riyaaz found some way to seriously make me laugh and smile. I mean, he is the love of my life, but that’s not all that makes me laugh and smile; it isn’t the only thing that makes me happy. When I can be around someone that can sincerely make me laugh, I know that I’m in the right place and with the right person. It isn’t often that someone can find that special someone who can give them the giggles by a simple smile or random joke. It takes the perfect person -the only person. I didn’t begin writing this expecting to throw out a whole thing about love and the importance of finding it, but here is my knowledge of love and laughter:
Laughter is the best medicine and love is the pharmacy in which you obtain it.
(c) Shelby Lynne Walker 2010
And just because that was such an awesome quote, I copyrighted it.
Why must waiting take up so much of our time? Already, we spend most of our lives unconscious in that peaceful -yet seriously evil- state known as sleep. We stand in lines, we wait for answers, we sigh with impatience. Can there honestly be a point to waiting? Of course there are the obvious reasons for waiting. Without that annoyance, we would have more car accidents and -with that- more death. But with so many people crowding this earth, isn’t it just a little ridiculous to have to wait so long for certain things?
With so much time devoted to waiting, shouldn’t there be a time in which we don’t have to wait anymore? I guess not, since I am mentally blocked as to where to go with my novels. I can’t seem to find a good place to publish and even if I had a place, waiting is a part of the game of publishing. Rejection after rejection. I have to wait for a time to leave the house. I have to wait for the time to leave school, church…. Waiting is important to our lives, and for those of us who believe in Christ, we have to wait for Him to return in all His glory. Patience is a virtue; a fruit of the Spirit. Without it, waiting would be impossible. I suppose it is time for me to gain that virtue. Maybe then I could tolerate waiting and not have to ask such ignorant questions.
OMG!
Don’t believe the propaganda…
People say that if your living space is full of clutter, so will your mind. But honestly, I’m not so sure if I believe that. I have a terribly messy room, and yet, somehow, I still get along fine. I remember things, write well, read with comfort…. How can living in mess leave your mind jumbled?
I think think that later on in life, I want one whole room entirely dedicated to books and writing for myself. It will be cluttered with books and pictures; anything that seems fitting in a room set aside for such a purpose. If I am crazy, then fine. I can deal with being crazy. At least I’m not the one who can’t think around mess.
