I’m a Millenial, and what that means (aside from all the terrible accusations from Baby Boomers about how lazy, entitled, and stupid we all are), is that I grew up with the internet. We were the first generation to have it entrenched in our lives from a young age. I’m one of those lucky ones who’s seen the change rather than being born into it, and I have no shame in saying that I love social media.
Pumpkin spice is coming.
I hate to say it, but NaNoWriMo is just around the corner. Again.
And by 1,000 I mean one. Warning, Harry Potter and the Cursed Child spoilers ahead.
The other day, I watched The Hobbit: Battle of Five Armies. This was the first time I’d watched it since I saw it in theaters, and I watched the extended edition (of course, is there any other way to watch these movies?). I was surprised by how different it was than I remembered.
Music. It makes the world go ‘round, and it helps set a mood for writing. Some people can’t write with any kind of noise or distraction, but I find that if I’m really focused, I’m not even paying attention to the music.
I read a lot of YA even though I am probably 10 years out of the demographic now, but I didn’t read a lot when I actually was “the right age” if there is such a thing. As a child, I read a lot, but I don’t know if most of those books would be considered young adult, at least not in the way it’s considered now.