I was wrong. The boys name was Derek Baxter. He was 22 years old.
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I was wrong. The boys name was Derek Baxter. He was 22 years old.
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It's so tragic.
The boy, I think Corey said his name was Daniel, definitely Baxter, was riding his bike on the North Shore with another boy from the boat. They were going towards Chinaman's Hat on Kamehameha Highway.
A car was headed in the opposite direction. Somehow the driver fell asleep at the wheel and crossed the double lines, into oncoming traffic and hit Baxter. The other boy was barely missed by the car. Baxter was pronounced dead on the scene.
Everyone is upset because Kamehameha Highway has been closed for the last 3 hours. I wonder, how many of them are upset because this boy is dead. I don't know where to file this information.
The boat is such a small place. This will be hard to deal with. All I can do is pray for him.
Article on KGMB9
Article on the Honolulu Advertiser
I'm sure that there will be more information about this as the night goes on.
According to the articles, they don't even know his name yet, which is interesting, because I already know it. We will see what they say about it.
Lame. I wrote a long entry on the airplane but it got deleted. I'm going to cry now.
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I got this app. I thought I would test it out. Maybe now I can write more. I have been feeling the need and want to do it. We will see. It's not as easy to write a lot.
We are in Homer until Monday. Tomorrow we go to the Spit. I want a Salty Dog sweatshirt. I like being here. I have a lot of good memories. Part of my heart will always be in Alaska.
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I had forgotten how really good music just seems to spark things inside of you.
[Decode || Paramore]
I had forgotten how much I missed writing. How much I missed getting into the zone. Into feeling my fingers on the keyboard.
I almost had a heart attack today because I thought that all of the writing that I did while I was in college was gone. Disappeared. Deleted. I wanted to find this poem that I wrote, "here," so badly that I was willing to go through EVERY disk & CD that I have. Luckily, I found it on the first try, along with quite a few other gems, including my senior paper.
[Island || The Starting Line]
For kicks, I uploaded it to a self-publishing website. I am a snob with that sort of thing. I promised, joked, promised that I would not self-publish. That is something ANYONE can do. It doesn't mean that you actually MADE it in the writing world. It just means that you copped out! However, it gave me shivers to see my writing in a book form. To see my name floating across the cover of a book. I might have to rethink the whole self-publishing thing. On the other hand, my story is no where near being ready to be published. I need someone to re-read it & seriously, seriously tell me what I need to fix.
Also, I haven't started doing any Thanksgiving preparations other than buying the things. I haven't started cleaning house. I haven't started putting anything away. When Corey is gone, my time at home is like a cloud. I don't remember doing things. Time goes by slowly, yet quickly, & then it's tomorrow all over again.
[Re-Education || Rise Against]
December brings a lot of good & not so good things. I should be thankful for a lot of things.
I am thankful that Corey & I will finally, after 2 attempted Thanksgivings, have one together. That we will share with our extended families. That we will celebrate in our very first house. That after 6 years, Corey will get to spend a Thanksgiving with family. That he will be able to cook his first turkey. I am thankful for that.
I am thankful that everyone in my family & friends are safe, healthy, & happy. I know that even though I can't be with everyone that I love, that they will know that I am thinking about them & that I hold them safely in my heart, always.
I am thankful for my parents. Sometimes, I think, that people don't appreciate things until they are older. I am glad that I have always had a close relationship with my parents. I am thankful for my MIL. I really couldn't have asked for a better MIL. I am thankful that she was able to spend Thanksgiving with us.
[Sex on Fire || Kings of Leon]
December brings a lot of good things:
My birthday [26!], my Dad's birthday [51!], Christmas Break, 2nd Anniversary[!], Christmas, New Year's Eve
December also means that the bad things are drawing near. I can't say when, or how soon, but Corey will be leaving.
This leaves me with a lot of bad feelings. I am afraid. I am afraid that I am not strong enough. I put up a good facade. I can smile on the outside & be eaten alive on the inside. I survived one deployment. I can do it again. It doesn't mean that I don't dread it everyday.
It's the life of a military wife. Deployments come & go. The coming happens a lot faster & the going happens a lot slower.
It's hard to smile when your world is falling apart.
[Let it Rock || Kevin Rudolf]
I think that I need to start reading again. I need to start doing things that make me happy again. I need to write my novel [the new one that no one knows about]. I need to see what the big deal is with these Twilight books is. I need to make art. I think that it's time that I do something for myself.
I know what you’re doing. You’re thinking about cheating, aren’t you?
Ha! Caught you!
Come on. One cheater knows another. You think I’ve never been there?
Maybe for some of you it’s not too late: you haven’t crossed the line…maybe you’re just entertaining the idea of abandoning the story you’re currently working on.
Maybe you’re just thinking of taking a break to jot down a few notes about the story you just thought of--that ultra-fresh, totally cool, sure-to-be-a-bestseller you dreamed up the other morning while you were supposed to be figuring out where you took the wrong turn on your work-in-progress.
But I’m here to let you know: That’s how it starts. The next thing you know, you’re doing character sketches. Then a little dialogue. Then whole scenes.
And then you’re through. You’ve given up on your work-in-progress entirely, and the next thing you know, you’ve started working full-time on this new story you thought up. I know only too well what comes next. The excuses. The rationalization: “So what? So I switched stories. I’ve still got a work-in-progress. It’s just not my original work-in-progress. So I’m a little behind in my word count. I’m still writing, right?”
Sure, it seems innocent enough. But the problem with doing this is that of course the new story always seems better than that old busted up, out-of-control story you’ve been working on for so long. That new story has the aura of dewy freshness to it. It’s calling to you! It’s all, “Yoo-hoo…look at me! I don’t have any plot problems and my characters are way-intriguing and some of them wear leather jackets and oh, yeah, you know that weird transition thing you’ve got going on near chapter four that you can’t figure out? I don’t have that!”
I know. It sounds good.
But how long until some other story idea comes along and twitches its enticing little characters at you, and you decide to abandon this new one for it? How many words will you have then?
Not enough for a whole book, that’s how many. And here’s the thing: If you keep doing this, you never will.
Do you think I haven’t been there? Cheating on your current work-in-progress with a new one is the oldest trick in the book! I have a plastic milk crate crammed full of stories I started and never finished because I cheated on them, t hen got so enamored of my new story, I never went back to the old one. Over and over and over again.
And that, my friends, is how you never finish a book. Take it from someone who has hundreds (maybe even a few thousand) of unfinished stories because of this phenomenon.
So stop right now! Stop using a new story idea (or whatever excuse you’ve come up with) to avoid the work you still have to do on your current work-in-progress!
Put the Shiny New Story away for later, when you’re done with your WIP! If your Shiny New Story is that good, it will still be there waiting for you.
Hopefully tomorrow goes by in a flash. I am thinking about going to get my nails done or having my friend Christie paint them (she offered!!) before the party on Saturday night. It would be nice, but I'm not sure if it's really going to happen or not.
Right now, I'm watching the "Chuck" episode from Monday. I forgot to watch it. Haha. I think that Corey is going to watch it without me, so I'll just watch it now, while I wait for CSI to come on. I guess that's all for now. Hopefully more to come.. eventually.
It's 10:28 p.m. in the lovely state of Hawaii. I am thinking about going to bed, but I don't have to if I don't want to since I don't have school tomorrow! Yipee!
We went on a field trip today to see a play called Midsummer's Night Madness. It was a play for kids based on the Shakespeare one. I like it because they would randomly cut into it [intrustive narrator much?] & explain what was going on or give us some random Shakespeare tidbit. Haha. I think that the kids liked it too.
The rest of the day went by pretty quick. I have two more days of Glass Etching, so that's great! Especially because I get to teach Digital Art again. That's so much fun. I am going to make Corey a etched Darth Vader thing, if I can ever stay focused long enough to do it. I really, really, really need to correct papers tomorrow [& do laundry, & the dishes, & vacuum...]
Corey's underway for the time being. He shouldn't be gone terribly long, but it's still a bummer to be alone.
However, I did have a nice afternoon. Christie called & asked me if I wanted to take a walk with her & her kids. I walked over to her house & as soon as I met up with them, like literally the second we met, it started to rain. At first the rain was tolerable, light sprinkles, but it wasn't mean to last. It started to downpour! Luckily, by that time, we were already near my house. We just decided to wait the rain out instead. We ordered pizza & watched Ice Age because that's Hailey's favorite movie (she's 2!). It was nice to spend time with someone else. Her husband had duty.
Oh, & I must say, I got a new phone. It's a crackblackberry. I LOVE IT SO MUCH! It's so easy to use & pretty & does everything that I want it to. I will recommend one to anyone! HAha. I <3 it.
Anyway, I gotta send a quick email to Corey & then it's bedtime for me. Hasta.