29th April

Hello.

I’m not feeling it today.

I’m feeling pretty down, i’m not too sure why.

Lonely despite the friends I have, sad despite how lucky I am to have everything and everybody around me. I feel so bad:(

I took my brother and Sister out for a 50 pound meal after school and for a brief period I was pretty happy, now i’m back home and to reality and I’m ready to cry into my pillow after writing this post.

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finished.

i’m surrounded by happiness yet i feel like i’m in my own little bubble of poo where everything is poo and I just feel so guilty about it.

There’s so much on my mind, exams, family life, school, friends, appearance, blah blah blahhhhh.

Anyways, I’m excited to start posting chapters from my book.

sorry this post has been poo.

i’m going to get a cup of tea, have a cry and go to sleep I think.

I’ll post something you’ll Actually want to read tomorrow.

Night x

 

Just an idea.

In order to get my book across to readers without making them pay, I will be posting one chapter a day from my book throughout may. These can be found on the ‘away with the fairies’ page on my wordpress blog:)
This means you can comment on each chapter as it goes and let me know what you think/ will happen or whatever you would like to comment. This also means you won’t be over faced with a whole book and can read a chapter a Night or wait until the end of may go read the whole thing.
So, let me know what you think of this idea & whether or not you’d like it?
Thanks:) x

ADVENTURE.

adventuresIt just hit me, literally as I was logging in, it hit me.
Why I wrote the book!
Whenever I was asked, it was hard to answer WHY I wrote Away with the fairies and just like that, I knew why.
EXCITEMENT!
I crave excitement in my life, and because I have little, I wrote excitement into someone elses.
No matter how stupid and pathetic it is, I am Poppy Garner. I’ve run away to Dreamland and married a prince and I’m in my own little fantasy. That’s why I wrote it. Escape from the boredom and endless routine of life.
Wake up, go to school, come home, wish I was thinner or more clever or had less spots or the energy to clean my room, do my homework and go to bed.
Parties, work, school and home aren’t exciting enough for me. They are short bursts of excitement that just aren’t enough! I want an ADVENTURE! I want to travel to new places and discover new people. I want a fairytale!
I know I sound deluded and stupid, but I’m so passionate about this! I want to be like someone out of the movies, or the books that I read.
I’m not saying I’m unhappy with my life, because I’m not, I’ve got a family, a boyfriend, amazing friends, but I don’t wake up in the morning wondering what today will bring, because I already know, boredom, forcing myself to stay awake through endless lessons and then going home and preparing to do it all again.
I’m officially counting down the days until I am old enough to travel, with anyone that wants to come along. To explore, to discover!
I know when I’m getting bored, because I have an overwhelming urge to read, or to write. Its because I want to escape into another world.
I cant remember the last time I felt my stomach churn in excitement or legs shake with nerves and heart flutter.
I want so much more than Goostrey, than England, than this!