Wednesday, August 29, 2012
"The Room of Nothingness"
The Room of Nothingness is literally a room of nothing. No sounds except for your pounding heart, the blood rushing through your veins, and your trembling breaths. A room your worst enemy occupies. Yourself. The evil withing your soul resides in nothingness. It is a silent fear always haunting you. The time has come for Floyd to defeat himself. He is the only one who can stand in his way. Everything else is considered an obstacle. Will he be able to face himself and be able to move on to the first quest? Only time will tell.
Thank you mom!!!!
I got a car the other day and I was able to drive it to work this morning! I wouldn't have been able to get it if it wasn't for my mother. So, cheers to mom!!! LOVE YOU!!! <3<3<3<3<3<3<3
Sunday, August 19, 2012
"Promise"
"Promise
As darkness devours the land
mankind crumbles in defeat.
But as sure as the setting sun,
the moon will rise
giving birth to the stars.
The stars will light the path
for those who cannot see
so they may follow their destiny
and find the sun shall rise again...
~Kathleen A.F. LeBlanc"
Never give up on yourself or your dreams. Fight to make them a reality and stand strong as you follow your path to reach your goals.
Sincerely,
~Kat
As darkness devours the land
mankind crumbles in defeat.
But as sure as the setting sun,
the moon will rise
giving birth to the stars.
The stars will light the path
for those who cannot see
so they may follow their destiny
and find the sun shall rise again...
~Kathleen A.F. LeBlanc"
Never give up on yourself or your dreams. Fight to make them a reality and stand strong as you follow your path to reach your goals.
Sincerely,
~Kat
Thursday, August 16, 2012
Birthday wishes!!! And work realated issues ^^"
On my birthday I hope to be the best I can be and to keep on the right path. I hope to get farther on the right track as well as to give it all on getting Tale of The Curse ~The Pack~ finished soon and out in stores for all of you to read. I am currently working on the cover for the first book of this series as well as a few other commissions for a friend.
Other than that, my job is going well. I kind of went off on one of the other employees today. I didn't mean to, but when he disrespected me and started going off on me while I was on my break I couldn't help but to stand my ground and let him know what was on my mind. One thing my mother taught me when I was little was to be honest and now that we have moved and started over, I want to keep being honest. So... I basically told the guy I don't like him and he avoided me for the rest of the day. It's not the first time he got into it with someone. Yesterday, my friend Jenn gave him a piece of her mind. Everything was justified, by the way. It seems like being nice to him and helping him out doesn't get through to him since he responds with throwing a tantrum every time someone tries to help him out. So, yeah... We tried something different. We didn't want to, but someone had to stand up to him. I told my boss what had happened and why I was so ticked off. He was cool about it since it happened when I was off the clock. He made a joke about it which made me laugh. He ended up making my day better. Jenn laughed when I told her about it, which again made me feel better. I'm normally not that mean to anyone. But he pushed a few buttons he wasn't supposed to and he got something that was to be expected in return. He needs to stop worrying about things that are meant for after work or during break time at work and not worry about them while on the clock. I don't think he's going to last much longer. My motto is basically "An eye for an eye" but more like "Wrong me and you will get wronged." I have had enough of getting wronged through school and for eight months. Enough is enough. When pushed, I WILL stand up for myself now and when I do... Look out because I will tell you how you have wronged me and my thoughts on why it is NOT right to wrong someone. Be kind to others and they will be kind to you (with the exception of this guy at work...).
~Kat<3
Other than that, my job is going well. I kind of went off on one of the other employees today. I didn't mean to, but when he disrespected me and started going off on me while I was on my break I couldn't help but to stand my ground and let him know what was on my mind. One thing my mother taught me when I was little was to be honest and now that we have moved and started over, I want to keep being honest. So... I basically told the guy I don't like him and he avoided me for the rest of the day. It's not the first time he got into it with someone. Yesterday, my friend Jenn gave him a piece of her mind. Everything was justified, by the way. It seems like being nice to him and helping him out doesn't get through to him since he responds with throwing a tantrum every time someone tries to help him out. So, yeah... We tried something different. We didn't want to, but someone had to stand up to him. I told my boss what had happened and why I was so ticked off. He was cool about it since it happened when I was off the clock. He made a joke about it which made me laugh. He ended up making my day better. Jenn laughed when I told her about it, which again made me feel better. I'm normally not that mean to anyone. But he pushed a few buttons he wasn't supposed to and he got something that was to be expected in return. He needs to stop worrying about things that are meant for after work or during break time at work and not worry about them while on the clock. I don't think he's going to last much longer. My motto is basically "An eye for an eye" but more like "Wrong me and you will get wronged." I have had enough of getting wronged through school and for eight months. Enough is enough. When pushed, I WILL stand up for myself now and when I do... Look out because I will tell you how you have wronged me and my thoughts on why it is NOT right to wrong someone. Be kind to others and they will be kind to you (with the exception of this guy at work...).
~Kat<3
Checking out The Study in Chapter 14!!!
I managed to find the old study. Inside there were rows upon rows of shelves filled to the brim with books. It looked like no one had been in there in decades. Books were piled up on tables. Chairs were turned over or lying on their side. There was a blanket of dust covering the room from top to bottom. I had noticed there were no windows in the old room. The overall atmosphere of the room made me second guess my decision to enter the study.
So far, Floyd has just stumbled upon the study in chapter fourteen. The study is where all of the clues and/hints will be for the first quest. It will also be where he comes face to face with one of Cailleach's "guardians" will test Floyd to see if he is truly worthy to go on the first quest. Will Floyd have the strength and courage needed to pass the test and reach the goal of the first quest? Or will he have to face his family and friends with the shame of failure? To be continued in the next post...
So far, Floyd has just stumbled upon the study in chapter fourteen. The study is where all of the clues and/hints will be for the first quest. It will also be where he comes face to face with one of Cailleach's "guardians" will test Floyd to see if he is truly worthy to go on the first quest. Will Floyd have the strength and courage needed to pass the test and reach the goal of the first quest? Or will he have to face his family and friends with the shame of failure? To be continued in the next post...
Saturday, August 11, 2012
To all the underdogs out there...
If you were to meet me for the first time, you would think I have probably never had it hard. I'll admit, my life is awesome and on the right track. But that's now and I wan to talk about back then before it was going good. I grew up around the Detroit area in Michigan. I had some really good friends back then. Had a few accidents that made people question my mother about abusing me. But my mother never hurt me. In fact, I was the one getting hurt on my own. I would fall or run into things I was too tall to run right under. My mother was always a very hard worker and always making sure I got what I needed and not everything I wanted. She taught me how having the "give me's" never solved anything and how if I was good while shopping I got a surprise. I remember how sometimes in the mornings I would have to go to work with her before school. And sometimes she wasn't there in the morning or after I got home from school. At the time I didn't understand that she was working so she could take care of me. My grandmother was there all the time. She would help me with homework while mom was at work.
I remember how excited I was when mom got home from work. She would tuck me into bed at night and sing to me until I fell asleep. On nights when I had nightmares, she was always there for me. She would get up and scare the monsters away. I always felt safe around her. I still do too. She's my hero and always will be.
We moved to Alabama when I was about ten years old. That's when things got a little off track. You see... back in Michigan I never really had anyone pick on me about anything unless it was in a good way. But my first year in Alabama was like being a mouse surrounded by cats. I remember riding the bus to school in the mornings and there were girls on there who would pull my hair and call me names. I would get called a lot of things for my weight and how I dressed. I would go home and cry about it. I told my mother about it when I realized it wasn't going to stop.
The hair pulling stopped closer to the end of the year. But when I got to seventh grade it escalated. There were a couple people who told me I owed them everything since I came from the north and there were some who told me go die somewhere. Not cool, right...
I got held back a year and ended up going through seventh grade again. I was in special education classes for my hearing. I was born with haering issues so it took me a little longer to get things because half of the things they were teaching I couldn't hear them while they were teaching. But I got out of those classes and never went back. I kept to myself up until i went into my junior year of high school. The names never stopped and there were a few people trying to get me suspended. They tried to say I hit them or that I wronged them. I got picked on by a couple teachers. I was bullied pretty bad back then, but I took it because I wanted to do good in school and keep my mother happy and proud. I tried my best.
When I graduated and started my life in the real world at 18, things got a tad bit worse. I thought I knew everything. I would sneak out and drink at the river with a few "buddies" and we would get platered. I got into hanging with the wrong crowds. As you can tell I got wondered a bit far from the path. There were times when I didn't come home until after three in the morning. I thought I was burden to everyone at that time and I didn't care what happened to me. I would drive drunk and wish I would run off the road and hit a tree. I would drink myself silly until I would pass out when I went to my "friends'" houses. When I was 19 I was still going out to drink away memories from the past, but not as much. I had even "stolen" her car and went up to East Chicago to stay with a friend. I stayed up there for like a week then came home after cops showed up at the house and told my friend's parents to tell me to call her. I called her and found out after I had left the house had caught on fire. Turns out the old air unit froze and sparked. I came home feeling it was all my fault. But then I got back into my old habits. By then my mother had started putting the pieces together. She would ask me certain questions about everything and I would tell her everything was fine and that I wasn't doing anything wrong.
When I was 20, I moved into my "dad's" for eight months... I felt like a prisoner... Enough said.. I don't want them to read this and start something...
After turning 21, I moved back in with mom and built back the bridges with some people. My mother and I are closer than ever before. When I got back from Kentucky, I got back into drawing, writing, and singing. I started hanging out with some better friends and got a job. I kept to myself still, but I was more open with my mother. There are still times when I feel like burden to her.
A few months ago I moved to Tennessee with my mother. I'm taking advantage of the move to start over. Here I can do things I've always wanted to do. I can make new and better friends. But most of all... I can just be me. Now I'm not afraid to tell people I'm a gameaholic or that I love anime and Pokemon. I can be childish if I want to while being serious. I can tell it like it is and if they don't like it then they can get over it because I'm not forcing them to like it. If I have a problem with something or someone I'll let it be known. I'm not afraid anymore. My motto is basically an eye for an eye. I realize now that I can do anything I set my mind to. I don't drink anymore. I don't let much of anything get to me anymore. I'm not ashamed of myself or my actions anymore. I'm on the right track and I'm staying here. If someone tries to shove me off it then I'll shove back and keep going. I was always an underdog. I grew up being one. I still am one. But now I'm embracing it and running forward with all that I am. I'm making the best of it. I have good friends who support me. I have my mother who is there for me every step of the way. And now I'm on the same page with myself. Thank you mom for not giving up on me and being there for me even in the bad times. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be where I am right now.
To all the underdogs out there... You can be anything you want to be. Stay on the right track and stay out of trouble. Life will be much better that way. Don't give into the bullies of your life. Don't let them drag you down. Telling someone about your bullies is NOT snitching. If you have anything bothering you tell someone before it's too late. But always remember you are NEVER ALONE.
~Kat
I remember how excited I was when mom got home from work. She would tuck me into bed at night and sing to me until I fell asleep. On nights when I had nightmares, she was always there for me. She would get up and scare the monsters away. I always felt safe around her. I still do too. She's my hero and always will be.
We moved to Alabama when I was about ten years old. That's when things got a little off track. You see... back in Michigan I never really had anyone pick on me about anything unless it was in a good way. But my first year in Alabama was like being a mouse surrounded by cats. I remember riding the bus to school in the mornings and there were girls on there who would pull my hair and call me names. I would get called a lot of things for my weight and how I dressed. I would go home and cry about it. I told my mother about it when I realized it wasn't going to stop.
The hair pulling stopped closer to the end of the year. But when I got to seventh grade it escalated. There were a couple people who told me I owed them everything since I came from the north and there were some who told me go die somewhere. Not cool, right...
I got held back a year and ended up going through seventh grade again. I was in special education classes for my hearing. I was born with haering issues so it took me a little longer to get things because half of the things they were teaching I couldn't hear them while they were teaching. But I got out of those classes and never went back. I kept to myself up until i went into my junior year of high school. The names never stopped and there were a few people trying to get me suspended. They tried to say I hit them or that I wronged them. I got picked on by a couple teachers. I was bullied pretty bad back then, but I took it because I wanted to do good in school and keep my mother happy and proud. I tried my best.
When I graduated and started my life in the real world at 18, things got a tad bit worse. I thought I knew everything. I would sneak out and drink at the river with a few "buddies" and we would get platered. I got into hanging with the wrong crowds. As you can tell I got wondered a bit far from the path. There were times when I didn't come home until after three in the morning. I thought I was burden to everyone at that time and I didn't care what happened to me. I would drive drunk and wish I would run off the road and hit a tree. I would drink myself silly until I would pass out when I went to my "friends'" houses. When I was 19 I was still going out to drink away memories from the past, but not as much. I had even "stolen" her car and went up to East Chicago to stay with a friend. I stayed up there for like a week then came home after cops showed up at the house and told my friend's parents to tell me to call her. I called her and found out after I had left the house had caught on fire. Turns out the old air unit froze and sparked. I came home feeling it was all my fault. But then I got back into my old habits. By then my mother had started putting the pieces together. She would ask me certain questions about everything and I would tell her everything was fine and that I wasn't doing anything wrong.
When I was 20, I moved into my "dad's" for eight months... I felt like a prisoner... Enough said.. I don't want them to read this and start something...
After turning 21, I moved back in with mom and built back the bridges with some people. My mother and I are closer than ever before. When I got back from Kentucky, I got back into drawing, writing, and singing. I started hanging out with some better friends and got a job. I kept to myself still, but I was more open with my mother. There are still times when I feel like burden to her.
A few months ago I moved to Tennessee with my mother. I'm taking advantage of the move to start over. Here I can do things I've always wanted to do. I can make new and better friends. But most of all... I can just be me. Now I'm not afraid to tell people I'm a gameaholic or that I love anime and Pokemon. I can be childish if I want to while being serious. I can tell it like it is and if they don't like it then they can get over it because I'm not forcing them to like it. If I have a problem with something or someone I'll let it be known. I'm not afraid anymore. My motto is basically an eye for an eye. I realize now that I can do anything I set my mind to. I don't drink anymore. I don't let much of anything get to me anymore. I'm not ashamed of myself or my actions anymore. I'm on the right track and I'm staying here. If someone tries to shove me off it then I'll shove back and keep going. I was always an underdog. I grew up being one. I still am one. But now I'm embracing it and running forward with all that I am. I'm making the best of it. I have good friends who support me. I have my mother who is there for me every step of the way. And now I'm on the same page with myself. Thank you mom for not giving up on me and being there for me even in the bad times. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be where I am right now.
To all the underdogs out there... You can be anything you want to be. Stay on the right track and stay out of trouble. Life will be much better that way. Don't give into the bullies of your life. Don't let them drag you down. Telling someone about your bullies is NOT snitching. If you have anything bothering you tell someone before it's too late. But always remember you are NEVER ALONE.
~Kat
Monday, August 6, 2012
Open for commissions!
I got my tablet up and running and I'm working on finishing up some drawings for this one guy as well as the cover to my book. Also, to get some money saved up to create an amazing fursuit for myself and a friend I will be drawing and selling those drawings to cover the cost of materials and such for next year's anthrocon! If you have any questions or would like to make a request, e-mail me at leblanckat@aol.com
Also.... I only accept checks. I do not use paypal and bills tend to get "lost" in the mail. As soon as I get the check in the mail, I will send your drawing to you by either e-mail or a print in the mail. Since I have a tablet, the drawings are digital, but also all one-of-a-kind. If you go to http://www.furaffinity.net/user/totc2012/ and click on "gallery" you can view some of my works and get a good idea of what I can do. I'm hoping to get a few more accounts on similar sites. Maybe today. And when I do I will post links to them as well.
((Warning!!!: Any money lost or stolen in the mail is not my fault. Any drawings lost in the mail can be replaced and sent back out A.S.A.P. If your drawing is lost in the mail do not freak out, just notify me via e-mail. I will take about a week to complete a drawing. I do have the right to at anytime end the commission(s). If harassed about a drawing I will end it with no second chances. You have been warned. THANK YOU!!! =^w^=))
Also.... I only accept checks. I do not use paypal and bills tend to get "lost" in the mail. As soon as I get the check in the mail, I will send your drawing to you by either e-mail or a print in the mail. Since I have a tablet, the drawings are digital, but also all one-of-a-kind. If you go to http://www.furaffinity.net/user/totc2012/ and click on "gallery" you can view some of my works and get a good idea of what I can do. I'm hoping to get a few more accounts on similar sites. Maybe today. And when I do I will post links to them as well.
((Warning!!!: Any money lost or stolen in the mail is not my fault. Any drawings lost in the mail can be replaced and sent back out A.S.A.P. If your drawing is lost in the mail do not freak out, just notify me via e-mail. I will take about a week to complete a drawing. I do have the right to at anytime end the commission(s). If harassed about a drawing I will end it with no second chances. You have been warned. THANK YOU!!! =^w^=))
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