The Story of My Life

     I am a mystery to anyone who doesn't know me very well. Anna is probably the only one who knows me as well as I do, if that makes any sense. If you've read Anna's blog, you know that her name is not Anna, but I beg to differ. Anna is her very heart, the best parts of her. All of her finest, sweetest characteristics rolled into a more detailed young woman. Two names, one beautiful girl. The same goes for myself. I am not really named Elwen. In fact, Anna and I came up with the name ourselves. Elwen is the name for my real self, in my deep thoughts and large heart. Elwen is my Narnia obsessed self, the girl that has to blink to keep back tears when she pictures Aslan on the stone table while at church...listening to the story of Jesus's crucifixion. The girl who looks up and thinks she sees a long golden tail just disappearing around the corner. The girl who talks to Aslan when she feels lost, or the Pevensie children when she needs a friend, or Anna even when no one's in the room. I am definitely that girl. I don't know if I am obsessed or posessed at this point! I can always come up with a quote or situation to match a conversation or circumstance. I make myself crack up if I just happen to think of a hilarious occurance in Narnia! Instead of thinking "Oh my gosh", I think "By the mane!", which shows how crazily troubled I really am! I call my friends' younger brother my DLF, for Pete's sake! (Pete as in Peter, of course. If you didn't get that, then I am surprised you're bothering to read my ramblings!) Ok, that segment is done, so we'll move on to topic #2........

 

     My favorite Pevensie is most definitely Edmund. Not only because Skandar Keynes is really really really really cute, and handles a sword like a real Narnian, but because Edmund's character is the most developed in my opinion. You get to see his repentance change his entire attitude. He becomes a knight (in shining armour), and a gentleman. He is always looking out for his family, and, by the Mane, he has the most pleasant disposition! I can't get over how kind and helpful he is! Wow................... OK, topic 3!

      Thanks to Viola/the Lady Fireflower for adding a link to my blog on her beautiful, inspiring blog! I am so honored! Unfortunately, the comments section on her blog is disabled, but I can tell her from here, that (if she decides to read), that I absolutely love her fanfic, and Anna and I have had many laughs over it. We actually met a "Squeaky King" at a forensics meet (Congrat's on 6th place, Anna darling, though I think you deserved higher!) and he was actually kinda nice.......yeah. And we have referred to Su's pimple problem several times.....and "beastly" has become a regular vocabulary word. By the way, Braxtany is SUCH AN AMAZING NAME! WOW! If you haven't guessed by now, Anna and I are best friends, and yes, we do know eachother, and yes we live in the same town, and yes we stay up all night with our crazy "Warlocks at One" fanfic brainstorming slumber parties, but slumber rarely works itself into the party :)

We have written one amazing fanfic book as a joint effort, and we are now on the sequel! I don't believe we plan on sharing it with the public, unfortunately. Anna is 2 or 3 months older than me, and our vocabulary is quite expansive for our age. I am constantly bombarded with people saying that I need to get a life and that Narnia isn't worth it, but I say that Narnia is my thing, they have their own interests. Racing is my friend Rusty's thing, the Red Sox, however much I hate them, are Sam's thing, and Rocky Balboa is Shane's thing. I could go through an entire list of my friends' crazy interests,  but none could never be as weird and different as Narnia. I love it, and it's my thing. Anna's thing. Most likely Viola's thing. It rocks. That's all folks! Thanks to Kat for offering to read my blog today!!!!!!!!!