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Knowing When To Move On

Posted by JordanTheNinja , 07 January 2017 · 140 views

[font='lucida sans unicode']There comes a time in life when you have to realize whether you’re made to be something or not. I would not do well as a mathematician, because math is not my best subject. I would not thrive as an artist, because my artistic skills range between stick figures and terrible squares. Where I do feel is my passion—my heart and soul, my entire being—is writing.[/font]

[font='lucida sans unicode']Perhaps it’s me finally channeling my younger self when I come to terms with what I want to do in life—including how I plan on getting there—but I’ve come to realize this: I’m tired of sitting and waiting for something to happen, tired of trying to figure out if I was doing something [i]wrong[/i], whether I was really cut out for this area, [i]my[/i] area of writing.[/font]

[font='lucida sans unicode']I’m tired of waiting. I want this thing bad enough to where I’m willing to get my work out there in the most quality, authentic way possible, which is why, in about a week and a half, my first YA Fantasy novel—the same one whose query I’ve been work-shopping on here—is going to be released via Amazon (and many other areas) in both paperback and Kindle format.[/font]

[font='lucida sans unicode']I’m not saying that pursuing traditional publishing is just waiting, because I know that that’s [i]how[/i] traditional publishing works. But I’m just tired of waiting. I want to get my work out there, and promote it, and I want people to read it and enjoy it, like I enjoyed writing it.[/font]

[font='lucida sans unicode']I can’t thank you guys enough for the constant feedback and help you’ve given me. I might not be on here as often because I’ll be busy with writing, promoting, school, etc. I just wanted to get on here and make this statement. I love you all, and I wish you the best in your lives and writing endeavors.[/font]

[font='lucida sans unicode']Until I post again,[/font]

[font='lucida sans unicode']Jordan The Ninja[/font]


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My Novella is Published!

Posted by JordanTheNinja , 12 December 2016 · 86 views

So it's been awhile since I've used this blog on here (you guys should go follow my legitimate blog, link below!) but I've been putting in work on releasing this novella and I'm excited to announce that it's finally live on the amazon Kindle store. I know, I know, it's not that big of deal, but it's my first real step into the publishing world. I wanna thank everyone for all the years of support and help, and I hope for many more years to come here on AQC.

For a little more info on the release (such as a cover and link to it on Amazon) just click [url="https://mylifeandtimes.wordpress.com/2016/12/12/my-novella-is-published/"]here[/url]. It'll take you to my official blog post.


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My Official Blog Is Up!

Posted by JordanTheNinja , 27 October 2016 · 89 views

So, in deciding to establish an official blog, I've created one via WordPress. I find this to be a new exciting avenue as I continue with publishing and establishing friendships and connections with other writers. Stop on by, if you like, and follow as well! It's barren at the moment as it was just established. Thank you!



[url="https://mylifeandtimes.wordpress.com/"]https://mylifeandtimes.wordpress.com/[/url]


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The End of This Chapter of Life

Posted by JordanTheNinja , 11 October 2016 · 94 views

[font='lucida sans unicode']I have trouble with holding on to things. I have a tendency to linger more in my past than the present. I hold on to people who have gone, I hold on to memories that should simply stay memories, and I hold on to periods of my life where I was happy. On the surface, this doesn’t seem like much of a bad thing; what’s wrong with holding on to the past if it made you happy?[/font]

[font='lucida sans unicode']I need to admit something: I am not happy. Every person’s definition of happiness varies, but for me, I can say that I have not truly been happy for a long time now. My pre-existing knack for clinging to the old, the better times, is kicking in but it’s not enough now. [/font]

[font='lucida sans unicode']Since I’m the writer of my life, I’m choosing to end this darker chapter of my life now. I need to get myself back to the place I used to be in. I yearn to feel the same excitement and elation that comes with a new bout of creativity—I feel that, slowly, it is inkling back into my life, bringing revival with it.[/font]

[font='lucida sans unicode']The scariest part is deciding when enough is enough, and that you cannot settle for unhappiness. Life is way too short to deprive yourself of the things that bring you joy. The best growth I’ve ever experienced during these times is that you can choose to change your situation. You have the power to vanquish its hold on you. So, if you are going through a dark chapter in your life, consider writing its ending, and starting on a much happier chapter as opposed to just waiting for it to end.[/font]

[font='lucida sans unicode']As writers, we’re powerful. We craft whole stories, breathe characters into being, create entire universes. We can implement our power to alter our lives, and make it into something unbelievable. No, you may not be the richest or the most famous, but you can be the happiest you’ve ever been, and I’ve quickly come to learn that happiness is one of the most valuable things one can have.[/font]


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The Dark Times

Posted by JordanTheNinja , 08 September 2016 · 146 views

[center][size=5][color=rgb(24,24,24)][font=Merriweather]“There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.” [/font][/color][/size]
[color=rgb(24,24,24)][font=Merriweather]― [/font][/color][url="http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/6988.Bram_Stoker"]Bram Stoker[/url][color=rgb(24,24,24)][font=Merriweather], [/font][/color][color=rgb(24,24,24)][font=Merriweather][url="http://www.goodreads.com/work/quotes/3165724"]Dracula[/url][/font][/color][/center]




[font='lucida sans unicode']There was a brief amount of time within the last year or so where I was in this strange state of being. I didn’t really write. I didn’t feel passionate or driven to. I didn’t really feel like doing anything anymore; it was a dark period for me. My life wasn’t bad, but I just didn’t have any desire. And it was one of the worst feelings to experience.[/font]

[font='lucida sans unicode']I imagined living a free life, with no responsibilities – a real life Neverland where I could just be an adventurer and not have to deal with adult reality. Where there were no bills to pay or a job to go to. Honestly, I [i]still[/i] desire that. I was stuck, in the deepest way, in a rut that I feared I would never get out of. I was not happy. I felt like I was going crazy. I did not want to indulge in the normal things that I used to do: write, read, explore various outlets for my creativity. I was a shell of my former self. And it wasn’t something that happened right away, it was bred over the course of time, created out of my own personal fear of things in my life.[/font]

[font='lucida sans unicode']Everyone has dark days. Dark times. Where the sun is hidden and the monsters come out to play. I am no different. For the longest time, I truly felt I would never feel a normal type of happy. It wasn’t until recently that I started searching for that happiness I once had. I was tired of feeling like I did, like I[i] still[/i] do to be honest. I wrote some short stories and I felt a little bit of life come back; I was using my creative muscle once again, a muscle that had atrophied from lack of use. It was a beautiful, familiar thing.[/font]

[font='lucida sans unicode']I have not found the happiness I once had, but I feel I may be on the ride road. The whole entire point of this blog post was to be honest with myself and to show that we are all human and we all have our dark days or even our dark times. But I know for a fact that not all our days will be dark. There [i]are[/i] sunny skies, there [i]is[/i] happiness. There [i]will[/i] be creative expression and love and all of those beautiful things.[/font]

[font='lucida sans unicode']So slowly, I’m getting back there. I’m back to writing, not only as an outlet, but as a means of survival. I know how it feels when I don’t write—my body isn’t the same. My mind isn’t the same. I’m sick more often. It’s literally as if I [i]have[/i] to write, otherwise I will wither and die. It’s something I was always meant to do, and I’m wondering if these dark times were to show me that I should never give up on the things I love.[/font]

[font='lucida sans unicode']And you shouldn’t either. Whatever you love, whatever you’re passionate about doing, go after that damn thing. Don’t hesitate, don’t neglect your soul of what it needs.[/font]

[font='lucida sans unicode']I've decided to share a story with you guys, it was one I wrote during these dark times, and the content of it definitely shows that. I don't know I feel about the story because there are a lot of negative emotions attached to it, but I do feel that if you want a peak at the rawness I was feeling, feel free to look at it.[/font]

[font='lucida sans unicode']And if you are going through dark periods, don't be afraid to talk to people you trust and love. People care about you, and they want to help you. And take time to do something you love doing every day.[/font]

[font='lucida sans unicode']Until next time, I hope you're all doing well, wherever you are, however your life is going.[/font]



[font='lucida sans unicode']Jordan[/font]


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The Life and Times of Jordan Adams

Posted by JordanTheNinja , 19 November 2015 · 235 views

[font='lucida sans unicode']Hello, hello, hello.[/font]

[font='lucida sans unicode']It feels like it has been eons. Ages. As if the world has overcome me in the sense of passing. By this, I’m referring to my absence in many things. From this fantastic website. From any major writing. College life as well as work life have consumed most of my available free time. Trust, I’ve had fleeting story ideas, all of which do not return once they pass through the gigantic filter that is my brain. I’ve finally found time to write something that was non-academic and not bound by the rules of an essay, so for the first time in a long time it feels good to write something with entirely my own freedom.[/font]

[font='lucida sans unicode']I’m quickly approaching my 20[sup]th[/sup] birthday, and I’m feeling old. Now, of course, I know that it’s silly of me to feel this way (it’s not like I should fear getting AARP letters in the mail, or start considering nursing home options) but this literal transition from teenager to adulthood is a little daunting to me. I think it’s because of this beautiful, man-made thing I call [i]time[/i] that has me afraid. We are all governed by our own metaphorical hour-glass that will one day run out of sand. And each grain drop terrifies me.[/font]

[font='lucida sans unicode']Funny enough, it wasn’t even until very recently (about the start of this semester) that I began to feel this sense of having no time. As if not just my own, but the [i]whole world[/i]'[i]s[/i][i] [/i]hourglass was about to drop its last grain. Perhaps it is merely my own fears projected onto my view of the universe, but I cannot shake this feeling. I do not know what this means, but I hope the feeling goes away. It is hard for me to fathom the future; where will my writing go? Will I have a wife and kids? What will happen?[/font]

[font='lucida sans unicode']There are so many things that I imagine when I consider my future. But what if there is not as much time as I imagined? What if things were indeed about to wrap up? The writer in me enjoys toying with this idea of having no time, but the “self” version of me is very uncertain. There are many firsts that I still want to experience; many things I still wanted to accomplish. The bits and pieces of poetry/writing that I’ve done over the past six months or so have had a dominating (and perhaps not so underlying) theme of “time” and the lack of it.[/font]

[font='lucida sans unicode']The reason that this is happened is because there are no filters with my writing. I write what I feel, what I’m afraid of. It is therapeutic for me. If I create characters and stories that are of things I’m afraid of or things that make me sad, it makes me stronger towards it somehow. Don’t ask me why; my brain is very weird that way. So here is just another example of that—I’m writing about time and how much it scares me.[/font]

[font='lucida sans unicode']Everything comes to an end sooner or later; all things go. I feel like everyone subconsciously is aware of this, but, naturally, they don’t want to talk about it. I’m on both sides of the fence—no, I do not want to talk about the end of things, but at the same time, you can’t [i]avoid[/i] [i]it[/i]. So why not discuss it? Why not share ideas and theories and stories? Stories are one of my favorite things (if you haven’t already figured that out already) and guess what? All stories have an end. Everyone is living their own story right now. It had a beginning, is currently experiencing the middle, and will one day reach its end. So if we think of life as just one big metaphorical book, I know how to handle that. I can grasp this concept.[/font]

[font='lucida sans unicode']At the end of it all, at the most basic fundamentals of life, regardless of what religion you believe in, we are eternal beings. We are not here for this brief amount of time. We were not created for that purpose, to just be born and then die and become nothing. With that, I find some comfort, that perhaps while we will one day reach the end of one era, it will not truly be the end of myself.[/font]

[font='lucida sans unicode']The thought of being able to write forever is comforting, but more comforting is the fact that, no matter how it all plays out, it is not truly the end.[/font]

[font='lucida sans unicode']Until next time,[/font]

[font='lucida sans unicode']Jordan[/font]


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Growth and Awareness

Posted by JordanTheNinja , 26 March 2015 · 198 views
growth, writing, character
[font=tahoma]There comes a time in everyone’s life (I’m not exclusively talking about a writer’s life) where you really come to a sense of awareness. Awareness of who you are, what you love to do, the kind of person that you are. And, as I approach the ending of my teenage years, I feel as if I’m on the brink of this realization.[/font]

[font=tahoma]When I was younger (and I still do this) I looked up to people who showed ambition and who always brought other people up and encouraged and inspired them. This inspired [i]me[/i] to be the same way whenever I got older and I got into my profession. Now, years later, I’ve developed into a writer. I’ve always loved writing, but when I say that, I mean it in the most personal, emotional sense. I never realized that the characters I wrote about all had different facets of my personality—or attributes I [i]wish[/i] I had. Emotion is the key when I write, because, without realizing it, writing was a way for me to express my fears and my desires and everything that went on in my head. I never knew that until I looked back at my characters and saw that, as I grew, so did that. They weren’t the same people I wrote when I was 14, just like I’m not the same person I was then. And I think that’s what is really crucial in a writer’s life. Not to write for fame or money (not that I wouldn’t mind getting paid to write) but to do it for your soul. To show your growth as a human being. For me, this is what it means to write—to examine [i]yourself[/i] in the process, and show others different parts of your soul.[/font]

[font=tahoma]I know now that I will never stop writing. Not because I want to get published (although I do) but because I [i]have[/i] to. It’s the only real way—for me—to analyze my life and how I’ve grown and where I came from. I don’t know if other writer do that, but I’m pretty sure they do without knowing it.[/font]

[font=tahoma]Young or old, seasoned or a newbie, I truly wish every writer out there is able to tell their story, and I hope that every single one of you becomes successful. Even that—I hope everyone becomes successful in whichever career, job, ambition they are pursuing. I promise I will spend my life pursuing the things I desire (non-material) and won’t stop pushing for inspiration in others. I want to see us all win and grow and develop.[/font]

[font=tahoma]I wish you all the best.[/font]


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Memory Lane

Posted by JordanTheNinja , 22 October 2014 · 299 views
writing, publishing, english
[font=georgia][i]I sit, staring off into space during ninth grade English. It’s October, leaves falling and cold air nipping at me as I go through the courtyards to reach my other classes. I was young, incredibly naïve, but with a dream that still has yet to vanish. We talk about literature and I find myself becoming excited at the idea, that, maybe one day, I could rank myself up there with The Greats –J.K. Rowling, Stephen King, all of those people that seemed to grace their way up the NY Times list. But this is merely a daydream, a fantasy, and I immediately stop imagining this kind of life because, realistically, it wasn’t likely to happen. But I still imagined; still dreamed. I’d caught the writing bug, and there was no way I was going to cure myself of it—I couldn’t even if I’d wanted to. Being young, I still knew that rooted inside me was the seed of determination. That, even if the likelihood of me becoming this “legendary writer” was just a far off daydream, I still strived, still would keep going. It’s hard, when you’re 14 with this forced pressure of being good, of trying to perfect your writing, of constantly going back to the drawing board. I was so cocky, but at the same time so scared: how in the hell was I going to pull this off? Was it just an impossible feat for someone as young as myself to write something that would affect a reader in the same ways The Greats have affected me?[/i][/font]

[font=georgia][i]My teacher continues onto Shakespeare and poetry and I find myself zoning out again, reliving another daydream filled with interviews and book signings, movie deals and money. This is where I learned that you won’t get anywhere without working hard. To me, this meant constant revision, constant changes. I knew virtually nothing about what “markets” are into; I just figured that if someone liked the things I wrote, they could publish them. It was almost as if I lacked any fear, but the real answer was I lacked [/i]knowledge.[i] I didn’t know anything about the publishing world really. All I had to go one was some vague ideas and misconceptions. I was currently finishing up my first novel that year. I was proud of that, because I’d really put work into it and created something that would be my own. But I was biased; in reality, the writing was nowhere near as good as what that same novel is today. But I loved it because [/i]I’d made it.[/font]

[font=georgia][i]I used to get so annoyed, so frustrated with this whole thing. I was impatient (still am), I was confused as to why an agent wasn’t responding or that I didn’t already have a book deal. I figured this thing would be so easy. My character flaw was pride, and that had taken several blows over the course of it all. When you’re young, it’s easy to feel trapped. It’s easy to feel afraid. Easy to be manipulated by what you see or read or hear.[/i][/font]

[font=georgia][i]Then I came across AQC. And you guys really put me in check. You put a stop to my cockiness and shredded my queries to bits (for that, I’m eternally grateful; I wouldn’t have been steered in the right direction had you not) and I came to know a community that was just as driven and determined as I was. We all rejoice the good news, and lend a helping hand when things aren’t going so well.[/i][/font]
[font=georgia][i]I know I’ve come a long way since my pompous, gangly, 14 year old self, and I know I still have a lot to go from here, but I’m glad that I’ve made some friends and have made some changes along the way. I’m curious to know what the future holds for me.[/i][/font]

[font=georgia][i]One thing though, I’m still channeling my 14 year old phantom, because that was when I started to be determined, to enjoy the beginnings of an adventure through writing.[/i][/font]

[font=georgia][i]That is one thing that will never change.[/i][/font]


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Why Do You Write?

Posted by JordanTheNinja , 14 October 2014 · 159 views

[font=arial]Motivation. It’s the driving force behind most of our actions. The desire to achieve something, to [i]create[/i] something that’s [i]ours[/i] that we can be proud of. I believe I started a topic with a similar title – Why do you write? Is it because there’s a story in your head you just cannot wait to write down? Is it because you need to pay the bills (although I’m told to seek other ventures of income; being a full time novelist is shaky when it comes to the areas of payment)? Is it because you have nothing else better to do?[/font]

[font=arial]As writers, we’re all unique. No one writer is the same, and therefore no one story is (mostly) the same. The beautiful thing about this is that we can express ourselves—our ideas, our emotions, our personality—through our writing. Since I know for a fact I’ll always be a writer, regardless of whether or not I hit it big and become a bestseller, I can at least have a solid reasoning for why I put myself through the madness of late night editing sessions, emotional fits of crying and manic laughter, and a plethora of things as I try to create this world and these characters to be as real to readers as they are to me.[/font]

[font=arial]So, I shall bring up the question yet again to all my fellow writers: why do you write? What is the motivating factor behind this madness? What gives you pleasure from putting yourself through the ups and downs and pain (now I’m making it sound like we’re sadist—oh boy) that come with being a writer?[/font]

[font=arial]For me, it’s wanting to be able to make the reader feel all the emotions those talented authors make me feel whenever I read them. Being able to pen characters and have themes that are inspirational to the people who read what I write. Being able to show that you can accomplish anything (even publishing a book) if you’re willing to put in the effort and have the determination. It’s my goal to inspire others through my writing. If I can do that, then I’ll be happy.[/font]

[font=arial]Now, back to you.[/font]

[font=arial]Why do you write?[/font]

[font=arial]-Jordan[/font]


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A Realm I Like To Call... "The Twilight Zone"

Posted by JordanTheNinja , 08 October 2014 · 226 views

[font=verdana]There was a time, many years ago, when I didn't know [i]what[/i] to do when it came to writing. I've come to realize that the publishing world is, in some ways, similar to that of [i]The Twilight Zone[/i] (I’m imagining Rod Serling in black and white as he narrates the lives of writers.)[/font]

[font=verdana][i]Young Susie, overwhelmed with excitement at her newly finished novel, sends off sample chapters for agents to review. Little did she know what she was getting into when she got back a contract from her new agent, and Susie stepped into the crazy, exciting, daunting world of writing found only in… The Twilight Zone….[/i][/font]

[font=verdana]Or this one, perhaps.[/font]

[font=verdana][i]J. K. Rowling, struggling single mother, pens a story about a wizard boy with a lightning bolt scar on his head. Much to her surprise, a phenomenon to change the literary world was in the making, and this magical event is something almost directly out of a realm I like to call… The Twilight Zone…[/i][/font]

[font=verdana]Maybe we really [i]do [/i]live in [i]The Twilight Zone[/i]; it would explain quite a few of the oddities here in the world. In regards to writing, though, the point I’m making is that, over the years, I’ve come to know how it is. How competitive, how subjective, how [i]crazy[/i] it is.[/font]

[font=verdana]And that’s just from the outside looking in.[/font]

[font=verdana]Still being young, I know there’s a lot to learn. Hopefully (fingers crossed) I’ll get to find out firsthand what it’s like soon. All allusions to [i]The Twilight Zone[/i] aside, there’s one thing I want to stress to young writers (being one myself) and that’s to [i]not give up[/i]. I spoke in my last blog about how many times I've wanted to give up (I wasn't kidding, there were [i]many[/i]) but then I remembered how far I’d come. Don’t become discouraged. Ignore people who tell you that you should never be a writer. If you love it and it makes you happy, then screw what others think. I understand what it’s like, but I also know that if you stop, you definitely won’t get anywhere. Whereas if you [i]try[/i] and [i]keep[/i] [i]going[/i] you at least have a chance. This goes for [i]all[/i] writers.[/font]

[font=verdana]I’ve become free in the sense of what I write. When I was younger, I feared that I had to conform to some type of style or format if I ever wanted to be published, and exclude any creative ideas or story line. Strange, but when you’re fourteen with a dream you become susceptible to these kinds of ideas and thoughts. I’ve learned so much since then and I know there’s a lot more I’ll come to learn in the future.[/font]

[font=verdana]So, in the meantime, I’ll keep imagining Rod Serling as he narrates my ventures into this crazy world that I love so much. Maybe I’m just fooling myself, and I’ll never actually make it. Maybe I will. The exciting/scary thing is that you never know for sure. I think that’s why I enjoy the ride so much, as well as hate it. Makes me wonder whether or not I just might do what I've been dreaming about doing for a long time. It’s a journey.[/font]

[font=verdana]I don’t know how far I have to go, but I do know how far I've come.[/font]

[font=verdana]And, really, all that matters is if I continue to step one foot after the other.[/font]

[font=verdana]And find out where this crazy train ends.[/font]

[font=verdana]Until next time,[/font]

[font=verdana]Jordan[/font]






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