The Runaways Reborn?

     Okay,  I know I ended this book not too long ago, and I might just be running back and forth, but I'm thinking about starting it up again.

     Why?  It started with a thought.  A little quote that I thought would be good to put in a book.  Problem is, it doesn't work for the book I am currently working on.  Also, because of this little quote, I've thought of a new idea behind The Runaways.

     If I do indeed start this book up again, I am going to be changing A LOT.
     First off:  The strange werewolf and vampire things are going.  As much as I find these creatures interesting, in the end it would just turn into another book where people are reminded of Twilight, and in all honesty, we have enough of those.  If I do have anything supernatural in it, I might add some magic.  Most likely not anything too crazy, though.
     Second:  I might change the time period of this.  Modern would be okay, but I've been thinking it might be more interesting if it was more Medieval.  No matter how many times you think about it, swords, bows and arrows are just beautiful.  Not to mention all the other wonderful things of that time period.  I do not know a single person who thinks that the Medieval times were idiotic.
     Third:  It will need a new name.  The Runaways is an OKAY name, but I don't think an OKAY name is going to work.

    So, that's most of the main things I'd be changing.  For those of you who are curious about the thought I had, here it is:

    "Sometimes I close my eyes and imagine things.  Things like 'What if he came back?' 'What if people liked me?'  I imagine that, and I end up feeling sad.  Because just for a moment, I really believe it was all true."

    That would be Grace saying that, I think.  I'm rather found of the quote, though I have no idea if it is any good.

    So, my question is, do any of you have an opinion on this?  Do you want me to start the book up again?  I'm just a little curious, but I'd love to hear people's opinions.

    I will not, however, be dropping the book I am currently working on.  I love it too much to let it die.

   That is all I have to say...  So yeah, thank you to those who share their opinions.  Hope to give you all a update soon!

"Lacey could name me, though!"

     Lacey stared at the girl for awhile.  Her white hair was slightly in her hazel eyes, that nearly glowed with love, joy, and hope.  Her dress gently lay around her, covered with frills and lace.  For an odd reason, one name stood out for her.
     "What about...  Ivory?"

A Random Quote

     She had always been watched, always been followed by some fake joy, but now there was nothing, and it was beautiful to her.

     A lil bit of my book I'm working on.  I've only got down three pages of it, but oh my gosh...  I love this book!  I think that it is true that every author is their own biggest fan, because we know our own characters the best, we see the world they are in the best, and we might even understand the characters and everything around them the most.

Update on the Book

     So, shockingly I am able to work on the first chapter, it's not finished but I am working on it (THE SHOCK).  I promised I would post again once I found a picture that fits Lacey, and here it is:

     I would think Lacey's eyes would be more of a pale blue, but as soon as I saw this I thought of Lacey.  Clearly she does not go walking around dressed like this, I think that if she stays in "The Mansion" she would look like this.
     Clearly I can't just simply make a post out of one picture, so I am going to give you a small bit of what I've already Written.  Here you go:

     Everything about this mansion would've warned someone away, but instead it was drawing Lacey closer, as if it had been waiting for her.  She wasn't sure if it was safe, if someone was still there, let alone if there was someone who could help her back to her class.  All she knew was that this place felt real, more real than anything she had ever seen.

     That is all I have to say.  I will be posting another bit soon.

Dare: Truth Hiding In Tears

     Hello again!  It's been awhile sense I did one of these, but I this one keeps coming back to me, so I must share it.

     So I've been looking around Pintrest a lot (you know you've got to love it), and one time while I was looking around I found a post saying that people who smile when they are in pain are strong.  I couldn't help but stare at it, confused.

     I mean honestly, how many of us can honestly smile while we are in pain?  I mean I understand when people are able to smile when they find things they are thankful for through the pain, but how many of us do that?  I wish we did it more often, but we don't.

     Most of the time, when we smile when we are in pain, we're only trying to hide our feelings.  I know it's true because I've done it tons of times, and I am pretty sure everyone else has too.  When we feel like our world is falling down we're too scared to let people know how we feel because we're worried they'll laugh at our pain or won't take us seriously.  We always grab the mask with a pretty smile and hide our tear stained face, because we're too scared to trust.

     That is what I was thinking for hours after I saw it, but I realised something later on.  Why are we so scared to trust people?  What happened to everyone that made us stop telling the truth and start spilling out lies when we are broken?  If you walk up to someone today and be honest with them, they look at you like there is something wrong with you.   Shouldn't it be the other way around?

     We have carved into our minds that we can't trust anyone, when there are tons of people who care about you and want to help you through your pain.  I know that is true because I believed that I could trust no one for a long time, and that no one cared, and I am pretty sure tons of people feel the same.  You see it everywhere.  And if you find it hard to believe that people care, put yourself in their shoes.  Lets say someone you care about is obviously not okay, but they won't tell you what is going on because they don't think you care and they can't trust you.  Honestly, I would feel like crying right on the spot.  Don't you think that's how everyone else feels?

     And what is so bad about being honest with yourself and others?  If they don't care about how you feel they're not worth your time, don't you think?  When people ask me how I have been doing, I tell them the truth because I know they really want to know.  I know it's not always that way for other people, but it should be.  Why should we ask how people are doing if we don't want to know?

     So, this is where we come to the dare.  I've been doing this with my friends, and honestly, it works VERY well.  Get a group of your friends together, and make each other swear that when you ask each other how they feel and what has been going on, be honest.  Don't allow each other to use the plain, boring words like "good" or "okay", because those words are just cover-ups for how you are really feeling.  If you really feel "good" try saying fantastic, fantastic is a wonderful word.

     I promise you that if you do this dare, a stronger bond will be made between you and your friends, or whoever you do this with.  And this isn't exactly needed, but it would be great if we never use that fake smile mask again, don't you think?  Just try to be more honest with people, even if they don't ask.  Cry if you want to cry, laugh if you want to laugh, and ask people to help you if you feel lost or broken.  It's just simple, yet wonderful logic that SHOULD be used more often.

     And that is all I have to say.  Good luck with the dare, everyone!  Have a "fantastic", honest week.