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“When Dreaming Becomes Dangerous” Book Trailer

One of my AWESOME editing clients from India took it upon herself to create an AWESOME book trailer for my book, “When Dreaming Becomes Dangerous.”

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My ‘Love for Writing’ Journey: Part One.

Prince Charming saves the princess from an evil witch. That was the first real short story I remember writing. I was seven.

My mother has always encouraged my creative expression through dance, music and writing. Growing up, I expressed myself best through my writing of poetry, fictional short stories, journalling, lyrics and much more.

I have always had a vivid imagination, which would lead me to write anything that popped into my mind. From the beginning when I could first read, I also wrote. I wrote everything: poems about how blue the sky was or how I felt about playing music, and short stories about princesses, detectives or plain ordinary girls with problems just like myself. I started to take writing seriously when I was in seventh grade. I spent numerous hours creating plots; characters; twists and turns; and constantly changing the climax of each story.

Once I reached high school, I realized I could make a career out of my passion.

When I was 14, I stumbled upon two websites that were specifically made for aspiring creative writers. They included poems, lyrics, stories, etc. Quizilla was one, but no longer exists after TeenNick bought it, and Mibba was the second, which rightfully is still alive.

Based on the positive feedback from readers and other amateur writers like myself, I started taking writing more seriously. I love to write fictional romance, fantasy and free-style poetry.

Sophomore year in high school was when I started writing poetry constantly. I’d write poetry anywhere and everywhere: on my homework, my class notes and sometimes even my hand. I love writing poetry because it’s just an easy way to express how I feel. Before poetry entered my life, I used to have such trouble describing how I felt fully to anyone. After poetry, my stress was gone, I could think clearly and relax.

I love reading and writing poetry. I like to read the amateur poetry from poets around my age, with the same burning passion to write and some with the same problems. Those strangers, through the computer of many online writing sites, inspired me to be the amateur poet I am today. I don’t plan on making a career out of my poetry, I just like it as it is now, a hobby. When I was 16, I created this blog as a way to share my expression. I found other inspiring bloggers that shared my passion for all kinds of writing.

As high school graduation grew near, I knew I wanted to write fiction for a living … or at least that’s what I thought.

After graduation, I entered The State University of New York College at Plattsburgh. I started my freshman year as a declared English writing arts major, with the aspirations of becoming a fictional novelist.

Looking back now, I was young, optimistic and naive.


Move along my journey to the second part here. Haven’t read the introduction? Be a part of my journey here.

Things That Comfort Me & Other Things

  1. Chocolate
  2. Chocolate ice cream
  3. Ben & Jerry’s Half Baked
  4. Chocolate covered strawberries
  5. Strawberries
  6. Raw cookie dough
  7. Brownies
  8. Starbucks iced carmel latte with whipped cream
  9. Mashed potatoes
  10. Cozy blankets
  11. My teddy bear, DJ
  12. A crackling fire (either in a fireplace or a fire pit)
  13. A good romantic film/novel that makes you cry (everyone needs a good cry here and there)
  14. A good laughing fest
  15. Hugs
  16. Cuddling
  17. Kisses
  18. Laying in Your arms
  19. Floating in the sea
  20. Making shapes of the clouds
  21. Watching the night sky
  22. Gazing at the moon (especially when its full)
  23. Somber music
  24. The smell of old books
  25. The feeling of sand snaking it’s way through your toes
  26. Freshly cut grass
  27. Laying in the sun on a breezy day
  28. Daisies
  29. Finishing reading/writing a story

As you can tell, a lot of the things that comfort me are nature and food. But what do you expect? They both can be quite beautiful. The reason why I made this list was for the benefit of myself and the people I know. However, writing this did comfort me, so that should be number 30. I guess making lists comfort me because I feel organized and not overwhelmed, which induces relaxation. Now I’m just rambling on crap.

Just a heads up: I doubt I will posting as much as I have in the past because I just started my fall semester of my sophomore year. Exciting! The two classes I’m most excited about is English 209 (Intro to Writing Fiction) and Journalism 110 (Intro to Journalism). So I’ve definitely thought about my career choice and becoming an editor or publisher seems more logical than a professional author. But that doesn’t mean I’m giving up my dream. I just probably won’t publish my first novel until I am a mother. But to be honest, I’m alright with that, because do you know hard it is to publish a novel? Just having one novel will be a big enough accomplishment on it’s own. So whoopdeedoo for future me.

Hope you all have enjoyed you summer. It’s almost September. Which means that it’s almost my 19th birthday! (: YAY! I hope the sun comes shining through the dreary clouds that surround my campus…

Come Back To Me…

What do you want to be when you grow up?

Many people have asked me that in my life and I have always given a different answer. People always say to follow your dreams, your goals, your wishes. If you do what you love, you will be successful.

I originally wanted to be a writer, an author, a novelist. However, now I don’t know if I should… I love writing, creating new worlds, new characters, new lives. But will I really be successful enough to make a living off of it? And what about right out of college? Will I be publishing my works by the time I graduate with my B.A.? Will it be enough to own my own place, my car, bills, and still have some left over to enjoy being a young adult? I doubt it. I doubt I will have a job waiting for me right after college. I doubt I’ll be able to publish my first book and make millions off of it. I’m not being negative here, I’m just being realistic.

In this time and generation, it’s harder to find work, especially right out of college. What will my future look like in four years? In ten years? Will I be making enough money to live the life I want?

But wait. Ask me again. What do you want to be when you grow up?

What about an editor? It’s still in the same field as an author, just at the other end of the spectrum. I enjoy editing, I really do. I plan on editing student’s papers next semester and getting paid as a tutor. I think it’s perfect for me. The only thing I’m not good at is editing my own work, but then again, not many people can edit their work well either. Why not be an editor? If I get some internships I could have a job waiting for me once I graduate, if I’m lucky enough. I might not start out as an editor, but I could work my way up the ladder.

But what about my dream? People always say to follow your dreams. Well then what about my dream of becoming a published author for young adult fiction? Am I just giving up on it? Just like that? Because I have to be realistic?

I like to think of myself as a dreamer. I do. One of my favorite quotes is by the famous John Lennon.

“You may say I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one. I hope someday you’ll join us. And the world will live as one.”

As a child, that’s all I’d ever do. Dream, day-dream, live in a fantasy world. Maybe that’s where Tom comes from. I sometimes doubt if he was ever really real? I did, and still do, have an over-active imagination. It’s one of the perks of being a great writer.

And then there’s those days, like today, where reality grabs your feet and pulls you down from the clouds. And you think, can I really do it? Can I really accomplish my dream? I don’t know. That’s my answer. A year ago, if you asked me I would have said yes, no question about it. But now? Am I giving myself an unreachable dream? An unrealistic goal? I don’t know.

I’m not being negative, I’m just being realistic.

Where is the balloon that brings you back into the clouds? Reality pulled us apart and I can’t find it. Come back to me…

Continue reading Come Back To Me…

One Year Anniversary of Fairytales!!!

I just want to thank all of my subscribers, fans, and random people who stumble upon my blog while being bored online for all the support you’ve given me. It’s been exactly one year today when I first posted on this blog. Thank you all so much again! I could not have done it without you! (:

– Jenny

Wattpad: A New Way To Write.

You see that button to the right? Over there? ————>

It looks exactly like this:

Weeeelllll, so as some of you know, I post my stories on the wonderful website of Mibba.com. And since my most recent story, A Whole New Concept of Love, has about 1,265 readers, 163 comments, and 215 subscribers, I thought that I’d try it out on Wattpad.com. So far it hasn’t been given such a great start like it did on Mibba. So this is just another way to give my story some publicity on Wattpad.

Sam Rosso has been given the opportunity to teach English at one of the best schools in all the state. He’s new to Riverdale High and excited to make a great impact on his students’ lives. What he never expected was that he would make a certain impact on a particular student.

That student is Selene Doreck. She has flowing dark brown hair, eyes of turquoise pearls, and a smile that can brighten anyone’s day. When she first meets Mr. Rosso, she doesn’t even notice him. She is too busy talking to her best friend Annie about the latest gossip and senior year.

But Mr. Rosso, or Sam as she knows him later on, has made an impact on her as well. His luscious blonde locks, his emerald green eyes, and his lips that seem just so… kissable. Once she does see him, she can’t look away, no matter how hard she tries.

What Sam didn’t expect was to be as impacted by a student as he was to her. Maybe even bigger.

This is rated [NC-17] on Mibba and [R] on Wattpad. I update usually Tuesdays or Wednesdays.

Also, this book is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events, real people, or real locales are used fictitiously. Other names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, and any resemblance to actual events or locals or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Copyright © 2010-11 by JG
All rights reserved.

So, I hope you all enjoy it. Also, I only have up to chapter four on Wattpad, where as I have up to chapter twenty-eight on Mibba. I will be editing it, so if I were you, I’d stick to the Wattpad version – the edited version. Thank you! :D