The 23rd of October is a sad day for all those who watch the Motorcycle racing. I am a daddies little girl, so follow my dads foot prints, i follow his loves and take them as my own. One of them is the love of motorbikes and the races they hold.

Today. Sunday the 23 rd of October, the races lost a brilliant racer, he was killed in an unfortunate crash. No one could have prevented it and the two riders around him had no where else to go but straight on. If you reading this and know what i am on about you will know that crash was one of the worst crashes with a fatality. These things just happen and there isn't anything anyone can do about it.

If you don't know what i am talking about, it doesn't matter, but let me just tell you one name, Marco Simoncelli, this name means a lot to people, he was 24 years of age and just starting to get his presence known in the MotoGP 1000CC races.

I am telling you this because i wanted people to know, just because one life is ending doesn't meant that it will be forgotten, you can write about it, think about it, remember it on the day for years to come. People will never forget the name of the rider and reminisce about the days he rode well, they will always wonder if there was a chance of saving him. But there wasn't.
I am telling you this because just because he is dead doesn't mean that we should forget. Racing is a sport, just like anything else, but with more risks.

Just for a challenge on this hard day, i want you to remember all the people you have last and write down three words that come to your mind about them. Whether they are good things or bad, it doesn't matter, not everyone we love we like. But they are still there in our heads no matter how long ago it was.

Never forget the dead, just remember the good times you have shared.
In memory of Marco Simoncelli, the Italian rider who died on the 23rd October 2011.

Thank you,
J.A.M

I have updated my poems page with 262 words for the challenge I set before. I thought I’d tell you why I picked the two tracks.

‘Vienna’ by The Fray is a short song, slow and steady, to be honest I don’t know what it is about, but I think it is about dying, hence the idea of someone in a hospital. I used a few of the verses to base it on.

            To be honest I don’t know why I am in such a ‘Doom and Gloom’ mind but I guess its that time of year, the cold weather seems to put in the mood.

‘Where Do I Go From Here?’ by Bryan Adams is a much loved song, I listened to it when I fell out with a really close friend, I felt lost and confused then, so I was comforted by the lyrics, they made me realise life had to go on even though someone was gone.

            I had to carry on, like a family dose when they’ve lost a family member, hence the line ‘the family only remember the good times’ I try to incorporate a little bit of light into the dark but sometimes it is hard, finding the right place for it.

See what you think about it and I’d like to hear your own and en explanation on the track or tracks you used.

Thank you,

J.A.M

A NEW CHALLENGE!

I am sorry I haven't updated in a while, but i have just started college and I have had somethings to sort out with getting ready.

But I have also just joined a writing club, for anymore information about this, please send me an email and I will get back to you ASAP! Anyway, I have been set a task, one i thought would be brilliant for all you other reader and writers to enjoy and have a go at.

Use a song to inspire a poem or a piece of approximately 250 words, it can be either fiction or non-fiction, completely up to you.

I am going to do and put it on my other page if you haven't had a look at it at a later date, since I haven't actually done it yet. But I will get straight back to you on it and will have an update.
Thank you,
J.A.M

I have a new page people, I finally realised how to do, with a little bit of instruction. But there we go, I have a new page for poems I have done. Just thought id let you know.

Now to the fact of why I haven't updated in ages. Again, there is a good reason for it, my laptop was away for a week. AWEEK! I couldn't believe it, I was twiddling my thumbs and trying not to put my head against a wall and banging it a million times. Not having a laptop was killing me. But a break well needed in the end I guess. But of course I hated it, I couldn't do it. But I am back now and editing my next book, the second on to Revolutioise, this one is called Desensatise.

Take a look to my new page and see what you think.
Thank you,
J.A.M

 

Last night I was reading a book but there was short conversation with God. See I got to wondering why are there different religions, I don’t mean I hate all religions, I don’t understand them, but I think they are fascinating and wouldn’t stop someone from being religious.

            I don’t like not knowing things, so when it comes to God I get particularly frustrated because I don’t know whether he/she is real or where they come form.

            I also wonder why people believe in a God, because by the looks of the world, with people being killed and the riots that have just happened, along with the disasters of the world, flood and drought and other things like that. I just don’t understand why someone would let these things happen.

My grandparents on both my mum and a dad’s side are religious, me nad my brother used to be take to church with my grandparents on my dads side like a little outing on a Sunday.

            The church it’s self wasn’t too bad either, if I could only go back in time and write down all the amazing ideas I got there it would be a different story right now.

            What I am trying to say is that im not religious and I cant seem to get my head around the fact that there are many religions around the world that don’t make sense to me.

            I would like to hear about your own religions, why did you become religious, was it a family thing, or was it your own choice. Post a comment about your own religions and explain the types of things you do.

Thank you,

J.A.M       

What annoys you the most?

I know I haven’t up dated my blog in a while. I have good reason for it. It’s just one word; the word begins with a W. You may know it. Yes, it is indeed WORK. I have currently been employed to work a Kennels.

A first it was okay, hard but I was new and hoping it would get easier. Oh I couldn’t have been more wrong. It seemed to have got harder.

            I am sure you know kennels looks after dogs and cats when their owners are away, but you might not know the work put into keep the animals happy. They are walked twice a day, in the morning and in the afternoon. Obviously fed, given treats every now and again, about obviously have a clean kennel to live in temporarily.

At this point if you have a dog think watch it how it might sleep so soundly, walk around with a pleased look on its face and there might even be that put if a spark in its eyes.

            Well look beyond that and I am sure you will find a little monster lurking. I am pretty sure there are dogs out there just waiting for a poor innocent person (me) to unleash it’s devil side on.

            It might sound a little daft, but please, the dogs at kennels bark all the time they make a mess constantly just after you’ve cleaned it. They get you into trouble but they escape from the kennel and create havoc in their wake. They disturb the other dogs who are sitting quietly, making them bark and jump up.

I get so frustrated with my job, as I am sure others will get annoyed for different reasons. But there is only one reason why I hate my job so much. It’s because of the rain. I get soaked nearly every time I work. The dogs get excited and start pulling you, I fell once in to a puddle and got soaked yet again.

You know what you get into one of those moods where everything just annoys you. Well I am sorry, but I am in one of those moods and thought why not put it into good use and put a new post up because I didn’t done so in some time.

           

I was also wondering what annoys you the most. Take a minute to think about what it is about the world that makes you most annoyed.

            It would be interesting to find out.

Thank you,

J.A.M  

HAVE FAITH IN WHAT YOU ARE DOING!

Most of my child hood was take up with writing. But I never knew I would get this far in life. I thought getting a book of mine published was so far away it was nearly in Mars. I just kept walking forwards, trying to get to the places I want to be. I lost hope a few times but I swear there is a guardian angel out there getting my faith back. If there is and your reading this then thank you.

For the rest of you out there, don't lose heart in what you are doing because there are too many obstacles, just jump as high as you can, run as fast as possible and get to where you want to be. I know writing is hard and editing is an up hill climb without a rest but once you get up the hill the view is amazing. There is just the down hill left. That bit is where you have a rest and you do a leisurely stroll towards another book you want to write or edit and it starts again but the hill is smaller.

 I know this might be a little bit pointless and as i am sure i've said before, don't lose faith in what you are doing because then you are showing people you have no dedication and you you've forgotten what it is like to have something that means so much to you. Don't forget the one reason on  why you are writing. Write it down if you have to, I know I have somewhere in  my room, lost but never forgotten because i have revise the reason so many times I can see the letter what I close my eyes.

J.A.M