{"id":65,"date":"2017-03-18T00:20:25","date_gmt":"2017-03-18T04:20:25","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/jrolik.caludin.com\/?p=65"},"modified":"2017-03-18T00:20:26","modified_gmt":"2017-03-18T04:20:26","slug":"snapple-cap-concept-101-challenge-4","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/jrolik.caludin.com\/index.php\/2017\/03\/18\/snapple-cap-concept-101-challenge-4\/","title":{"rendered":"Snapple Cap Concept and 101 Challenge 4"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I drink a lot of snapple as of late and I happen to particularly love the bottles with the old-style caps that have little facts on them. As I was reading my snapple cap today, it made me think about something&#8230;<\/p>\n<p><em>Wouldn&#8217;t this be a good method of world development?<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I still have a lot of world development to do for a lot of my stories&#8230;For example, the layout and history and just general information. My inner universe has a ton to explore&#8230;And perhaps one way I can explore it is by making sort of &#8216;snapple facts&#8217; from them! One of these days, I&#8217;ll try sharing some with you. Look forward to it! I&#8217;ll figure out a nice way to present it later.<\/p>\n<p><strong>TODAY&#8217;S CHALLENGE:\u00a0How you knew you wanted to become a writer.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>When I was a young girl, my father would make up fantastical stories for me at bedtime. Sure, he could read me a book too, but I always loved the stories he made up and put me into. I can still vividly remember my joy as he would tell me stories of my life as a princess in a world made of sweets, and how I&#8217;d swim in a pool of pudding until the big bad veggies tried to take over, or something like that. Okay, so my memory isn&#8217;t exactly perfect- but from that time on, I started enjoying trying to make up stories too.<\/p>\n<p>I wasn&#8217;t quick to learn to write mind you. I was slow learning to read, but I have wanted to write from the moment I learned how. I still have one of my first &#8216;manuscripts&#8217;&#8230;From when I was around nine or so years old. It&#8217;s printed and in a folder in my filing cabinet never to be peered upon again (because let&#8217;s face it, I&#8217;m OCD and the last thing I want to do is reread something I wrote before I knew what a period was really for). I started writing poetry shortly after, and entered contests for it as a middle schooler- and even won enough to get published in my town! I think it was seeing the faces of people I actually showed my writing to that really made me think &#8216;wouldn&#8217;t it be nice to do even more of this and see even more people interested?&#8217;.<\/p>\n<p>Of course, it&#8217;s not just that I like seeing how people react to what I write. To be honest, I&#8217;ve always been better with writing my thoughts down than speaking. I write not just for the sake of telling a story&#8230;.I write to express myself while I do it! If I&#8217;m lost and don&#8217;t know how to tell someone what&#8217;s wrong, I can do it with my typed up words easily. Words come to me when I have my fingers at the keyboard&#8230;Not when my mouth is open.<\/p>\n<p>To be honest, that&#8217;s probably good for another thing: no one can understand what I say when I talk anyway. I speak too softly and quickly to make sense!<\/p>\n<p>So, the moral of the story&#8230;I guess I just always wanted to write. The moment I heard my first silly story&#8230;I wanted to make stories that could touch others just like the ones I heard touched me. It&#8217;s simple, yet complicated as a feeling. It&#8217;s not necessarily that I want to be a &#8220;writer&#8221;&#8230;I just want to write. To write&#8230;And to share these feelings with those around me! 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