Amazing reading!

Okay readers of the world i know that each and everyone of you has at some point picked up a book that you haven't been able to put down...I know i have. I recently found a online story that did the same thing to me. I was surfing on facebook and one of my ff.net friends had this story linked on her page so i decided to check it out and omg i was like addicted. the first five or six chapters read really fast because they were a little messed up, but after a while i really started getting into it. It's beautifully written and i love it! Okay you're wondering what story it is? Well it's called Under the Apple Tree. It's posted on FF and i'll get a link up here soon. I was seriously up till nearly four this morning reading this story. I couldn't stop and when i reached the end i was looking for the next button that wasn't there! That can tell you how good it is. I really have to rush this post so i'll post more about it later, but i just wanted to get it out there. More on this story will follow.

Emotional Scenes

So I just finished this really emotional scene in my story Love in Music and it took a lot out of me...not only that it took a lot out of me for days. It was the scene that i mentioned working on in the previous blog... I think part of my problem is that it was hitting really close to home for me. I know that no one was standing over my shoulder saying make her be in a car accident...but when I chose to write it I didn't think that it would be as hard as it has been. Time for some explination i guess...some of you may remember when i was writing Truth in Music, the prequel to this story, there was a period of long stretches between updates. The night before Thanksgiving my cousin was in a bad car accident...if you read the updated chapter than you already know quite abit about what happend...only his was worse. I didn't want to make it that difficult for Bella.

It was the night before thanksgiving and he and his friends had all wanted to go hang out. We live in a small town...and really there are only two places to go out, the bowling ally and the movie theatre. So they did both...however some of his friends partook in some alcohol. He didn't. Really none of us can get away with much in this town, our grandmother is a politician and our grandfather was a doctor and public figure as well. Everyone knows who we are...so needless to say there is no underage drinking or the such for us...and we wouldn't really do it anyway. I mean sure Ty (my cousin) would have a beer every now and then at home, and sure he was only eighteen, but he was responsible...but i'm getting off topic.

So...one of his friends were getting a little too drunk so Ty decided it was time for them to leave. His friend said that he could drive himself, but that was quickly thrown out as an option when he couldn't even stand. He was so smashed that two of the other guys had to carry him to Ty's car (well his mom's car) and dump him in. We still don't really know what happend next though. Ty was taking him home and then it happend. He doesn't really remember tha accident at all and i'm kind of glad for that. Whatever happend, the tahoe that he was driving went off the road and flipped twice. Nither of the boys were wearing thier seatbelts and they were thrown from the car. Someone driving by saw the wreck and called 911. They were both in bad condition but Ty was worse off. They aircared him to the big hospital in Dayton at about 2 Thanksgiving morning.

When the state highway patrolman came to the farm to tell his parents...he was a complete jerk. Only really saying that there had been an accident and they needed to get to Dayton. When my aunt asked for more information the jack ass said that her son wasn't dead yet. How could you say something like that to a woman who's son's condition is unknown? That's not the end of my problems with this jerk either, but i'll get to that later. So my aunt and Uncle took off from dayton calling everyone on their way. My grandparents live next door so they went over to stay with the younger kids until they woke up. Tanner, the middle boy (and my buddy) woke up with all the commotion, that's how I found out. He texted me at three asking if he could call...when i didn't answer he called my cell and when i didn't answer it he called the house. The house phone sits right next to my bed, so that one i heard. I remember his voice on that call. I hadn't heard him sound so young in a while. He was thirteen, and mature for his age, but he sounded about six. He was crying I could tell that much. "Katie I need you." Was all he had to say before I knew it was bad. "Tyler's been in an accident...can you come over?" I told him i'd be there as soon as i can before i hung up. I knew it was only about a five or seven minute drive so it wouldn't be long. When i came down stairs my parents were there. I told them what was going on and where i was going. I ended up staying over there at the house for the rest of the day. Grandma and Grandpa decided they would go up to Dayton since i could watch the kids. That's what i did for the next three days. We didn't really stay at thier house, they didn't want to be there. We were at Grandma's or mine, but only went to thiers to get clothes or games.

About five days after the accident i made my first trip to Dayton, with my mom. I took my best friend for support, because from what i'd heard i would need it. I don't have any brothers...and Ty is only about a year younger than me and for all intese and purpose he was my brother...i lost it when i saw him there in the hospital hooked up to so many machines. He couldn't breath on his own. He had a tube inserted in his throat and all sorts of IV's. Even though he was younger he was always the braver one of us. HE was a rodeo boy. A rider, a roper...never afraid of what was comming. It wasn't his first trip to the hospital because of that...he actually cracked his head open when he was younger, from falling off a horse. Seeing him there though in the hospital...i had never seen him look so vulnerable. It scared me. He was just starting his life and this happend. The worse thing was, the other boy, the one who had been drunk walked away after only a week. Ty might be effected his whole life. We don't know if he will ever walk again. He was doing something for a friend. A good thing and this happend...He was an athlete, a basketball player, a rodeo rider, who's in a wheelchair now.

Why do bad things happen to good people? Huh...why? I've been asking myself that question since we were told he might never walk again. What did he do to deserve this? Nothing. While i'm the cynical one...Ty he won't let it keep him down. When he was released from the hospital he was at every single one of his old schools basketball games...they even made him Team TA shirts, that the whole school section and team wore. He was there on the sidelines, cheering them on and showing them that what happens to us doesn't change who we are inside.

I know that's why I wanted this to happen in the story. Both of the characters needed to realize this. They both need to understand that what effects us on the outside doesn't kill our spirit or stifle our hopes. Sometimes it can give us more ambition, more drive to see those hopes and dreams to the end. Hopefully that will help you understand why there is all of this sad emotional stuff happening right now.

Stay tuned in on the Love In Music Page for a teaser for the next chapter. And please if you have been through a similiar situation or know on any level what i'm talking about please leave a comment.

Having problems...

Okay I know i'm new at this but i know that the point is that i can express myself so i'm going to try. I'm writing this story...some of you may know it. It's called Love in Music. It's a sequel to one i wrote called truth in music...anyway...there's a scene in a hospital and i'm having major issues pushing thorugh it. I can't seem to make myself focus on the page. It's actually getting so bad that i find myself looking for distractions. I can't explain it. I guess part of me doesn't want to have to write a scene that's hitting a little too close to home, having family that clocked in some series ICU hours themselves not so long ago...I don't know. It's an important part of the story and i feel like i'm letting my readers down having them go so long without an update but i don't know what to do either. If i force myself to write it all comes out like crap, but if i wait until the mood strikes me i don't know when i'll get to it. I mean, will i ever just happen to be in the mood to write a depressing chapter. Maybe i just have to suck it up and make myself do it and hope it's not total crap...i don't know.

I also feel like no one's reading it anyway, so i don't know why i bother. I used to be able to fall back on the school excuse but now i'm out for the summer and it's not like my job cleaning my grandmothers house is entirely non-flexable. I'm upstairs by myself most of the time, i could find time to write, but i've started this chapter about twenty different times and i've not been happy with one of them. What should i do? I'm in solid need of advice...please if you are reading this help me please help me!

Lets give this a shot

Howdy there. This is my first time blogging ever but I figured it's worked for other people why can't it work for me. I decided to start this blog for my readers to get more involved. I hope that it catches on, but who knows. All else fails I guess that I'll have somewhere to air my thoughts, even if no one reads them. So here it is. Me begining this first voage into the world of blogging...oh may the force be with me.