Blogging Hiatus NaNo and Football

I have been on quite the blogging hiatus because of this NaNo stuff and with Thanksgiving and football going on... That's okay though!

NaNoWriMo is coming to a tragic (but really not so tragic) ending. Even though the month is coming to an end doesn't mean that my project is. Well dratz! But that's okay. It is? Why yes because at least you started!

Besides 50,000 words is just the beginning. And just because you wrote 50,000 doesn't mean it's ready to be published. There is still a lot to change...so many revisions to make! But I'm closer than I was before. Anyone that starts is closer to the finish than they were before.

I will quote pinterest:
"The best way to predict the future is to create it."
"Goals are dreams with deadlines."

This weekend I watched my high school football team play in the State Championship! No one thought that they were going to make it that far when the season started. People would talk about the team as if the were bad. Obviously they aren't bad if they made it to the State Championship... But because everyone was so negative the boys really wanted to prove them wrong; that they were going to be something. And that's how they ended in a place where no one expected, but everyone was happy to be.

So, go get it. Whatever you want, you can work for it. If you want 50,000 words then work for it and you can get it. What I've learned this weekend, from writing so much, or watching our football team play at state is that a little bit (actually A LOT) of hard work and a lot of drive can get you just about anywhere you want to be.

Questions make Classics

So I should really be NaNoing write now (ha ha see what I did there) but I'm stuck. That's typical; absolutely nothing new about being stuck. It's the norm. This time it's a different kind of stuck; it's the kind of stuck that leaves me wishing instead of doing. Feeling totally capable but incapable at the same time, and it is awful. So enough of my misery, that's why I decided to poke around here.

On Friday night I went to the play my school was putting on, and it was really awesome! It was Frankenstein and they did really great making it creepy and sad and best of all...they made me curious. Frankenstein is a classic and even though I haven't read the book (YET) I have heard really great things about it. I have heard about the questions it leaves about humanity and visions of a person.

In the directors note he said "Great literature makes us think". I have not only heard that from him but I have interpreted it from Veronica Roth's blog post. What better way to think than to be left with questions, about the book or  yourself or, best of all, about humanity.

Classics are usually books that leave questions, sometimes more questions than answers. They aren't just books that a person enjoys to read but they secretly make you think about the, typically tragic, ending.

Through the few classics I've read so far I am left with a question at each ending. In The Great Gatsby I was left with questions about hope. For The Scarlet Letter it was about forgiveness and sins. In A Streetcar Named Desire the question I'm left with is when has someone done so much wrong that they don't deserve a second chance?

These classics leave questions that you may never be able to answer. They are typically notorious for pushing boundaries, in general, in their endings, or in their hidden questions. However these classics are what has shaped our society to what it is today and they have set standards for modern literature.