Music is the soul of the world

I really love music, whether playing it, singing it, or just listening to it. I believe that it is the sould of the world, as I stated in the title, because everyone loves music. Everyone sings. We all use music to express ourselves in some way, though often that way isn't glorifying to God. For my part, I love any kind of music that has a tune I can sing along to, great words, and just plain sounds good. For the most part, that excludes most secular music, which I really, really don't like. So mostly I stick to Christian music and classical.

When I play music, I do Christian stuff, because I don't know how to do anything else. Currently, I can only play guitar and I can plunk out a tune on the piano, but I would love to learn real piano playing and violin, but since I live in a small town, there are no violin teachers in town, though there is one an hour's drive away. I love to sing too, and almost everyone who hears me sing tells me I have a beautiful voice, which is nice to hear. I'm not bragging, sorry if it seems that way, I'm just happy that people think I sound good.

Skeeter and Scylla

So, I have two dogs, and their names are Skeeter and Scylla. We aren't quite sure what Skeeter is, because he's a mutt from the pound, but everyone who sees him says that he's a beautiful dog, and we suspect he is part collie and part terrier of some kind. Recently he killed a mouse, so that's where we think the terrier comes in. He's way smaller than Scylla, who is a pure-bred Rhodesian Ridgeback, and he is the sweetest dog in the world, even though he's a little too submissive. (He flips over onto his back whenever you try to pet him. It's annoying.) I think his favorite person in my family is me, since he will always come when I call him and he likes to sit next to me.

Scylla, on the other hand, is just as stubborn as Skeeter is sweet. She is also a beautiful dog, and very smart, but she's extremely thick-headed about certain things. For instance, she ran into barbed wire and gouged this hole in her leg, so now she has this enormous scar, and she was eating chicken bones out of the garbage can recently. She's also pretty sweet too, and a huge moocher. Since she's a hound dog, she has that mournful expression that makes you want to hug her, and she's rather patient, to a degree. She's only about a year old, so she loves to play, but Skeeter is older than her (four years old) and doesn't always want to go along with it.

They are decent guard dogs, with Scylla barking at you if you come up the stairs and she doesn't remember that you have been in the house since the morning, and Skeeter barks at squirrels and random people passing by the house. The only problem with this is that Skeeter veritably screams when he barks, and Scylla's bark is this really deep "Buhf" sound, and they will continue with their expression of displeasure long after the object in question has left their sight.

They really love chasing deer, though Skeeter was once almost killed by one when it turned on him and started chasing him. Scylla doesn't chase them much since she's a coward. We usually have to keep them on leashes because otherwise they'll run off and won't come back for at least a half hour no matter how much you call them.

But, no matter how much they annoy me, I still love them and there's nothing better than cuddling up to a warm sleeping dog.

My book

Most people don't know this about me, but I am in fact a writer. As a matter of fact, I just finished the first draft of my first book, and I am going through it and improving it as I go. I think the reason most people don't know that I write is because I'm so shy about it. I really don't enjoy speaking about my writing, because I never feel I know how to express it.

For example, my book is about a girl who falls through an enchanted gate into a world where she is a prophesied warrior, and she must defeat the leader of the demons in order to restore peace to the world.

Now, if I had tried to say that out loud, I doubt it would have sounded as good. I just don't enjoy talking about my writing, which is something I'll have to get over.

I really enjoy writing though. I have several other ideas for stories and novels, which I have just jotted down. Perhaps eventually people might want to read more about my books, but for now, I'm unknown. Which I think is good.

Hey people

Though I sound kind of serious, I'm really a kooky person. Thus, I will be posting little weird things here and there, like a comic strip I've been working on and random things that I find funny.

Feel free to laugh.

It really makes me sad

It has always depressed me when I look at how far our society has fallen in terms of beauty. It's as if no one can be "beautiful" unless they are so skinny they are practically skeletons. It drives so many already beautiful girls to do such desperate things, like anorexia and bulimia. Everyone is overly obsessed with their weight. I'm not saying that we shouldn't care about ourselves, but rather that we should look at ourselves in a realistic light. We will never be as skinny as those supermodels; I mean, let's face it, they have ribs removed in order to look like that.

It would be wonderful if everyone could see what they look like through God's eyes, because then we would realize that everyone is the most beautiful person in the world.

Welcome to Fallen Feathers

Hi, and welcome to Fallen Feathers. Mostly, I will be posting my thoughts on life, faith, family, and the occasional thought on chocolate. While some of my views may differ from yours, please keep any and all comments civil.

As to the name of this blog, it is a whimsical idea I had where our thoughts are like little fallen feathers that we save and admire when we are in the mood to do so.

I hope you enjoy reading.