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Is December stressing you out already? Well I feel the same way. So I decided to start my These College Days series where I will post snippets of things I’ve written in class as well as general thoughts on the college expierence. Here is what I wrote while I was supposed to be writing my final essay for my non fiction class.

“My bones ache with the memories. Memories of your touch. Memories of a time I can never regain.

The void is enveloping me like a black cat digging its claws into my flesh. The past merges with the present and the organ resting in my ribcage longs for a moment of quiet and peace.

History repeats and I cannot forget. Despite the achievements and purpose resting in my soul the most basic need returns. The need for a moment.

I cannot run and I cannot wait. I rest in the impasse waiting. Just resting. My fingers curl around my destiny and hold on like a lifeboat in the stormy seas.

The waves beat against me and soon the darkness will take over. The strength I felt in the beginning is waning. No more certainty for me.”

I’m coming into my last two weeks of the semester and it is a mass of things to do, fun to be had and general confusion. It’s my belief that the impending doom of finals week is what causes years of stress to surge through a college student’s veins. To me that is unhealthy but hey I didn’t create the system. So my advice just breathe and hold on to what you can to keep you grounded if you happen to be a college student like me.

Until next time, be blessed, stay strong and never give up,

Grace Hatton

www.gracehatton.com

So its November and that means National Novel Writing Month and I’m trying my hand at it. It’s quite interesting so far and there are a ton of great resources being provided by the program. You should take a look and try National Novel Writing Month as well. Talking about novels I wanted to share the next snippet of my novel, The Truth Unknown! As always I want to stress that this is my original work and as such belongs to me. All copyrights, licenses, and permissions are reserved by me, Grace Hatton. If you steal, trust me bad karma is coming your way.  As always, let me know what you think and I want to see lots of comments.  I started this snippet with the last line of the last snippet, since it’s the continuation. Oh and one last thing, I have decided to include images I feel go along with the snippet from this point on. After all a picture is worth a thousand words ;p

Why would I need Mrs. Beatrix’s protection? 

After all she was only a headmistress.

“You can go now Miss Moxley” she quipped. A tone of annoyance flashed through the words. I nodded, stood up and began to walk towards the door. Just as I placed my hand on the slick door handle Mrs. Beatrix said in a quiet shrill voice that send shivers down my spine “Oh and Miss Moxley remember this, you’re not the only one who see things”. 

I glanced back at the small headmistress and she seemed deadly serious. I stared into her crystal blue eyes for one last moment before I rushed out of the office. My heart was racing and confusion plagued my mind. I stepped into the hall and took a deep breath. Everyone else was in class and I was bewildered. Perhaps nature would calm me. I wandered out into the gardens. I had to admit out of all the boarding schools I’d been to Heath Hill was one of the most beautiful. As soon as I stepped into the gardens I was surrounded by oak trees and just down the hill was a stunning river.

The moors nestled Heath Hill in the curves of their jagged rocks and hills. I stepped under the oak tree and stared out at the river. I wondered what Miss Beatrix meant by you’re not the only one who sees things. I was the only one who saw things I saw.  I had never heard of anyone like me. I could have stayed under that tree the entire afternoon but the clouds rolled in and the rain began to pour down.

“Perfect” I sighed as I jumped up and ran inside Heath Hill. My outfit was soaked through and my hair was hanging in thick wet locks.

I hated getting caught in the rain off guard and to add to my horror all the classes poured out at that exact moment. Suddenly I was in a mass of bodies. I instantly saw and felt all of their attachments. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t be around this many people they were suffocating me. “Anna” someone called. I turned to see Regina Reynolds one of the many who had instantly become dedicated to making my life as severely unpleasant as possible in just a few short days.

“You really are a sad pathetic thing aren’t you” she smirked as she blocked my way. Her black hair swayed as her green eyes bored into my own. 

“Let me pass” I sighed

“No” she sneered. My gaze flickered to Regina. I could see it. The dark creature was latched onto Regina. It had no face, it was almost like a dark smoke but it was wrapped around her tightly. It made me want to scream because when I looked at the darkness, it seemed to grip my heart with fear.

“Regina please” I mumbled as I tried to get past her so I wouldn’t have to see her darkness anymore.

“God! You are so weak! You’re a waste of oxygen Anna” Regina hissed before she stormed past me. I let out a sigh of relief. That was over but I was still stuck in the crowd of people. I turned trying to escape the crowd when I heard someone whisper “Look at me beautiful”

It sounded like a boy saying those words. Shaking off the voice, I readjusted my outfit and started walking towards my next class. After all no one ever called me beautiful.

“Yes you” the boys voice said again.

“Over here” he whispered. Curious I paused and looked towards the sound of the voice. As I saw the source of the voice I caught my breath. He was leaning against the stone wall of the hallway. His uniform was wrinkled and messy. His skin had a golden tan as though he had spent one too many summers in the south of France, his brown eyes sparkled and his dark blonde hair was thrusting in a million different directions. He was possibly the best looking boy I’d ever seen. Yet the best thing about the mystery boy was he had nothing on him. No darkness or light attached to him in fact a slight glow surrounded him. He stepped forward until he stood right in front of me. He was taller than me and his frame intimated me.

“What’s your name?”  He asked

“Anna Moxley” I whispered. I was finding it hard to breathe.

“Well Miss Moxley I’ll be sure to find you again” he grinned and my heart palpitated in my rib cage.

“Are you sure?” I echoed

“I’m very sure” he grinned before turning away and disappearing into one of the side halls. As soon as he was gone I had to wonder who that boy was and why was he different from everyone else? Why didn’t he have light or darkness attached to him? Everyone else I had seen apart from my family had an evil or sorts or stunning light attached to them but not him. What was the significance of that I wondered. All of a sudden Heath Hill seemed like a much more interesting school.

This may have been my longest snippet yet but I hope you are liking it. If you have suggestions share them with me. If you have ideas about what is going to happen next share them with me! I love it when I can talk with supporters, readers and critics alike. Also if there is something you would like me to read please share it in the comments section.

Last thing before I go  if you would like to sign up for National Novel Writing Month visit http://www.nanowrimo.org and get going! Many of the issues you have with writing can be dealt with when you start, but if you never start a work you will never be able to conquer your issues and become a fantastic writer.

Until next time be blessed, stay strong and never give up,

God Bless,

Grace Hatton – Best Selling Teen Author

www.gracehatton.com

P.S – I’m thinking about starting a series called These College Days on here where I post quick writing exercises I have done in class that I love and want to share. What do you think?

Did you like that? I’ve decided to randomly call people munchkins, what do we think? Okay, so I’m sorry I haven’t been posting much on this blog, but I hope you are liking my snippets of my novel, The Truth Unknown! Look for more snippets soon and please let me know what you think.

That being said let’s move onto something terribly fun, judging the new Breaking Dawn Trailer!

Here is the new longer trailer incase you haven’t seen it yet.

Whoa! So, let’s start off with the things I liked,

Bella: For the first time I actually liked the look of the character Bella and and the acting ability of Kristen Stewart. My faith may be totally misplaced,but from the look of the trailer it looks like the character of Bella is coming into her own and Kristen Stewart may have actually taken some acting lessons.

Jacob/Wolves: As always I’m in love with Jacob and the wolves animation. Taylor Launter seemed to be doing a good job putting forward heart break and the determination to protect Bella no matter what.

The Wedding: The entire wedding scene looks so beautiful! That’s all I have to say is that is gorgeous and Bella/Edward look absolutely in love. Additionally the chemistry Bella/Edward, Robert/Kristen have is crazy good and the trailer and looks as though it will come through in the film.

Now the things I don’t like

Edward: I have never really been pro Edward, but I haven’t hated him either. However, in this trailer I just didn’t like him. The character seemed forced and unnatural especially in the scenes when he was expressing anger. Perhaps it will be better in the overall movie, but in the trailer I’m not a fan.

Pregnancy: I’m just not a fan of the way the pregnancy is being portrayed and I’m not sure how the birthing scene is going to be shown on the film. It’s very graphic and gory in the books and I’m not sure how well that can be communicated on screen. I’m on the fence, but the trailer makes me hate the whole projection of the birth.

So those are my thoughts, let me know what you think! Agree or disagree? I want to know.

Now for my news. I’m a finalist in the 50 Authors You Should Be Reading contest hosted by the Author Show

It’s great news and I’m very honored to be included in the finalists! However, I need your help! In order to get into the book and win a book trailer I need votes! Anyone can vote and voting opens up on October 1st!

The 50 authors with the most votes will be included in the 2011 edition of “50 Great Writers You Should Be Reading”.  These 50 winners will be listed on our contest page, and they will receive a digital seal recognizing them as winners in the 2011 edition of “50 Great Writers You Should Be Reading”.

You can vote at

http://www.theauthorsshow.com/

Look out for more updates on that soon! Thanks for reading and I look forward to hearing all of your wonderful comments,

Until next time be blessed, stay strong and never give up,

God Bless,

Grace Hatton

First of all I want to say thank you so much for your comments and feedback on the first snippet of The Truth Unknown, it really does mean the world to me. I’m so excited that people are responding to what I’m putting out into the world.

I will be sharing the next snippet of The Truth Unknown in this post but if you get a minute you should head over to www.youtube.com/gracehatton and watch my thank you video. I just hit 500 subscribers and I want my next video to be a challenge video so I need your suggestions! Head over to my YouTube page, watch the video and give me some suggestions

Now, for the main event. Here is the next snippet of The Truth Unknown.  That being said, I want to stress that this is my original work and as such belongs to me. All copyrights, licenses, and permissions are reserved by me, Grace Hatton. If you steal, trust me bad karma is coming your way.  As always, let me know what you think and I want to see lots of comments. Oh and I started this snippet with the last line of the last snippet, since it’s the continuation.

I had no idea how I saw the things I did or what they meant. All I knew was they were making me crazy. Heath Hill was supposed to keep me in line, but even the strictest boarding school in England couldn’t protect my from myself. I took a deep breath and stepped forward. I
slowly pushed open the large, dark, heavy oak door. My name is Anna Moxley and this is my story, well the beginning of it anyway.

Chapter 1

“New School, Same Problem”

The cold stone walls of Heath Hill boarding school have been called many things throughout the years. Some say they contain the secrets of the world, or at least the secrets of a majority of well
bred English, Scottish and Welsh students. I slowly traced my fingers over the cold stones; to me these halls were just cold and hallow hallways in another boarding school meant to keep me imprisoned. I heard through the grapevine that Heath Hill was a haunted place, a place where spirits who could not rest resided. I wondered if that were true.

“Anna Moxley” a sharp shrill voice suddenly said. I turned to see a tall thin woman with thin red hair and a fierce scowl rushing towards me. That wasn’t all that I saw. I saw a thick black vapor, a clouds of sorts wrapped around her body. Most people would never see that vapor but I did. It was dark and twisted around her body like snake. Since my mother’s death I had been seeing people’s true nature or at least that’s what I thought it was. Some people were surrounded by light, but most were covered in darkness. The worst part of my ability, if it was such a thing, was the fact I could feel the darkness. It was as though the darkness seeped from them into me. The darkness somehow made fear seep into my bones and it seemed to take a hold of my heart. I hated being around people because of their darkness and the longer I was near the darkness the worse it got. That was the real reason I got kicked out of other schools, because I couldn’t stand to be around people.

“You’re not in class!” the red-head scolded me. Her thin lips grew into a frown.

“Sorry” I mumbled.

“Ms. Moxley I’m not sure if you’re other schools let you get away with this kind of thing, but Heath Hill has strict rules and regulations. Being two hours late for your first day of class is a clear violation of those rules. Now follow me to the Head Mistresses office and you can hope for an easy punishment”

 I had only been at Heath Hill a few days and I was already being sent to the head
mistresses office. It was a great start to my career at Heath Hill.

“Fine” I smirked.

“Follow me!” she scowled. She turned and her high heels echoed on the stone floor. I slowly walked behind her, the further away I was the slower my heart beat became and the easier I could breathe.

After walking through various hallways and up a flight of stairs we arrived at the Headmistresses office. Once again an oak door greeted me apart from this one had the words Mrs. J Beatrix etched into the wood. I wondered how long she had been Headmistress. The red-head knocked on the door and a quiet voice said “Come in”

“Go on then” the red-head snapped. I quickly walked into the office, the sooner I was away from the red-head the better. I stepped into the office and looked around. It was a dark drafty stone room with stained class windows. The office looked as though the medieval ages had lost all its
useless trinkets in one room.  Unreadable Latin books lined the shelves along with the various medieval trinkets. In the middle of the room stood a large wooden desk and grand wooden chairs sat on either side. A small grey hair woman stood facing the windows. Her back was turned to me and her arms were crossed.
“Have a seat”

I quickly sat in one of the wooden chairs. She slowly turned around and I sighed a breath of relief. To the normal person Mrs. Beatrix looked quite terrifying with her steel-blue gaze, frowning thin lips, tight black dress and her silver hair in an extremely tight bun. However, I knew she was perfectly harmless. For unlike most, Mrs. Beatrix had a stunning light attached to her instead of the darkness.

“So, why didn’t you check in straight away?” she demanded.

“I got distracted” I said quietly. I decided to focus on her eyes since her light was unbearably bright.

“Miss Moxley you’ve been here a few days now. You’ve been caught wandering the halls
and your teachers say you have trouble interacting with the other students” Mrs. Beatrix said as she pulled out my file from an old steel filing cabinet.  I said nothing, this wasn’t my first boarding school and I knew no one who knew how to deal with me because no one saw what I saw.

“However Miss Moxley I see something in you. Something you do not quite understand yourself and I am not the one to explain it to you. You, Miss Moxley are quite special and you have my
protection whenever the time arises that you may be so unfortunate as to need it” she said very seriously. I wasn’t quite sure what she meant. Why would I need Mrs. Beatrix’s protection?

So, there it is the next part of my novel. This was a longer snippet and I do appreciate your feedback.  The romance is on its way and the whole supernatural side gets explained in more detail as the story continues. If you like it, let me know and if you think there are points for improvement, let me know. Like last time, the more comments there are means longer snippets. Go check out the youtube video and please leave comments. I look forward to hearing from you!

Until next time,

Be Blessed, Stay Strong and Never Give Up,

Grace Hatton – Best Selling Teen Author

www.gracehatton.com

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I’m so sorry it’s taken me so long to write another post. It appears the responsibilities of being a full-time college student and business owner has taken over my committment to blogging. I sincerely apologize. That being said I wanted to share with you an expert from my Novel The Truth Unknown. It’s a fantasy type novel.

In my mind it’s kind of like Harry Potter meets Twilight. When I say that I mean there is a magical side sort of like Harry Potter and there is a love triangle like in the Twilight series. I’m super excited about Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2 coming out so it’s only fitting that I should share this with you now That being said, I want to stress that this is my original work and as such belongs to me. All copyrights, licenses, and permissions are reserved by me, Grace Hatton.

Please don’t steal or adapt because like I said its my work and an expression of my soul. If you are a fellow writer you know how important our writing is to you and I’m sure you wouldn’t want someone stealing your work. If you’re not a writer just appreciate how hard it is to write a novel . If you steal trust me bad karma is coming your way. That being said below is the expert, it’s the first part of the novel. So let me know what you think and I want to see lots of comments.

I’ve never really known exactly what was wrong with me, granted I did have a rather sordid childhood so maybe that was the source of my craziness. My mother was kidnapped by a psychotic murderer when I was five and even though they never found her body everyone knew she had died in the most brutal way. After that my father shipped me to my first boarding school. My brothers said it was hard for him to look at me because I looked too much like my mother.

The only problem with my dad’s plan was the fact I got kicked out of every single boarding school he sent me to. By my fifteenth birthday I had been kicked out of eight boarding schools. Most teachers agreed that was some kind of record.  According to all the counselors the only place left for me was Heath Hill. Tucked away in the English countryside the 12^th century castle was supposed to frighten even the most ill-mannered child.

It was September 15^th when my Dad dropped me off at Heath Hill. As always in England the sky was grey and wet. My dad’s green ford focus pulled into the schools grand driveway and I had to admit if nothing else the building scared me. It was far too big, grey and old. The towers seemed far two spiraled for their own good and green moss-covered the stones. In one way it looked as though it was about to fall down but at the same time it looked far too old to ever fall down.

The ford focus pulled past the wrought iron gates of Heath Hill, up the gravel path and finally pulled to a stop in front of the massive oak doors.

“Here we are” my dad sighed

“You know they’ll kick me out eventually I don’t know why you even bother” I muttered.

“Because I need you to be safe” my dad sighed, he always said that. Part of me thought it was because of my mother’s murder and the other part of me thought it was because of my apparent mental illness he wouldn’t talk about.

“I’d be safe at home, but don’t worry you won’t have to see me until half term” I smirked as I got out of the car.  I slammed the door shut and scowled at my Dad. He paused for a second, but then just like every other time he dropped me off at a new school, he turned the car away and drove away. I slowly turned around, the oak doors loomed over me and my heart started to beat faster. The truth was my bad attitude was just a front. I was terrified of myself and what I saw. I had no idea how I saw the things I did or what it meant.

So there is the first little part of my novel and I know right now there doesn’t seem to be magic or romance, but trust me it’s a coming. If I get great responses there will be more. Leave comments and let me know what you think. Feel free to give snippets of your work in the comments bo and I can give you feedback. Let’s make a little writers community.

Until Next Time,

Be Blessed, Stay Strong and Never Give Up

Grace Hatton – Best Selling Teen Author

www.gracehatton.com

This is a really quick post about the horrible earthquake that just occurred in Japan. It’s shocking to me that our world is going through such terrifying times. Just think in January last year Haiti had their earthquake. Granted Japan is a wealthy country with much more ability to look after their people but it is still a terrible tragedy for a country to suffer.

If you’re like me you can’t jet off to Japan to help the people who are suffering but there is a couple of things we can do for Japan. Firstly we can pray. We can pray that as many people as possible not only survive but receive all the help they need from the Japanese government and external organizations.

The second thing we can do is a pretty great project I found out about called ‘Paper Cranes for Japan’. It is being organized by www.DoSomething.org which is a great movement for youth in the US to make a real difference.

In response to the massive earthquake and devastating resulting tsunami that hit Japan earlier today, DoSomething.org is appealing to us—the young people across the United States—to share our love and support for the Japanese people with Paper Cranes for Japan.

The ask is simple:

• Find and upload a photo of an origami paper crane
  OR
  Make your own and take a quick pic of it
• THEN
  Upload that photo along with a message of support to the Facebook page Paper Cranes for Japan.

Why cranes? Cranes are sacred creatures in Japanese culture. According to ancient legend, anyone who folds a thousand origami cranes will be granted a wish—like long life or recovery from illness—by a crane. Do Something is aiming to collect 100,000 photos of origami cranes from young people to represent 100 wishes for relief and healing to all who affected by this tragic natural disaster.

It’s as simple as Fold, upload. Fold, upload. Fold, upload.  I think this is a great idea that can really show a lot of support to the japanese youth that will inspire them to help their community in such a dark time. Please consider Paper Cranes for Japan and you can upload to Do Something’s facebook  right here - Join.

Outside of the Paper Cranes please, please pray for the Japanese people, you’d be surprised what prayers can do. I experienced the second worst hurricane season in Florida on record and that was bad enough. I can’t imagine being in such a disaster as an earthquake and tsunami. My heart and prayer goes out to the Japanese people, I hope yours do too.

Until next time,

Be Blessed, Stay Strong and Never Give Up,

Grace Hatton – Best Selling Teen Author

www.gracehatton.com

The feeling of knowing you could have done so much more. I suppose, for me at least the end of the year is the only time of the year I feel a little less than optimistic. Why? Because I earnestly believe in the value of time. I believe we can get everything in this world, including money, back but time can never be given back. Therefore what I chose to do with that time is very important to me. I know each moment I am given on this earth is a gift from God and it is my responsibility to do everything I can with the moment.

So when I get to end of the year I can’t help but feel like I could have used my time better. Yet I am positive enough to know that if I focus on what I didn’t do, I will go crazy. So I am making the choice to focus on all I was able to accomplish in 2010. Here are a few of the things I have accomplished this year, completed dual enrollment course at community college, graduated high school with college credit and honours. Gotten into an amazing college with a full ride scholarship, earned my Girl Scout gold award, done numerous speaking engagements including speaking in Miami at a social media conference where the likes of Google were in attendance, launched my magazine, signed on with one of the biggest christian publishers in America and remembered to be thankful for all my blessings.

All in all, I’d say I’ve accomplished quite a bit and while I am proud of myself, I am mostly thankful to God for blessing me and for my family for always supporting me. Now I’ve told you what I am proud to have accomplished this year, why don’t you tell me what you are grateful to have accomplished in 2010.

Tomorrow it will be 2011 and I already have some amazing projects in the work for the new year. I am not going to list the things I wish to accomplish in 2011 because life has a way of screwing up plans. Instead I am going to make a committment to work even harder in the new year and continue to achieve my dreams. I hope my journey serves as inspiration for your own journey in 2011 and together we can make our lives quite beautiful. I promise as the projects I have in the work pan out I will keep you all informed but here’s a hint as to what I am working on, the re release of “The Guys The Roses and The Regrets”, numerous TV projects and the release of my second book, “Finding Your Inner Moxie”.

Alas, my friends it’s time for me to go get my party on and celebrate this brand new year that sparkles with promise and hope. I must say goodbye but before I do, I want to say one last thing. THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Your support is a huge inspiration to me and one of the reasons I work so hard. I am so blessed to have your support. Everyday I get messages on YouTube and Facebook telling me how I have helped people achieve their dreams and I cannot say how wonderful that makes me feel. If I am helping even one person, then I am a success. So to know I am helping so many people is beyond amazing. I want you to know that without you, my dreams wouldn’t be possible so thank you, thank you, thank you and a million times over, thank you.

Until next year, be blessed, stay strong and never give up.

Happy New Year and God Bless,

Grace Hatton – Best Selling Teen Author

www.gracehatton.com

First of all please allow me to apologize for my weeks worth of being MIA. The reason for this is really quite simple, its finals week or more to the point in my school its more like two weeks of finals.

I have been working like a crazy person trying to keep up with everything I’ve had due these past couple of weeks and let me tell ya, it’s not an easy job. I am almost at the end of it though. In fact, tomorrow I have my two final exams, one after another.

I will be studying into the wee hours of the morning most likely and then possibly fall asleep on my desk like the snazzy photo I included. So I wanted to explain that but also wish everyone that is doing finals this week, good luck or if you did yours last week, I am sure you got straight A’s.

I am just praying for the best in my own exams and I am going to do something I rarely do right now. I am going to include a second image to go along with the post because when I was looking up images for ‘finals week’ I found this and it’s just too awesome.

Hopefully you can read that because it’s pretty amazing. I am not too crazy how about they call it dead week but then again all the text underneath is pretty much how the past two weeks of my life has been.  Full of tests, portfolios, essays, quizzes and exams.

Aside from that, the weather is Asheville has been pretty darn cold and my fingers are continually freezing even when I am wearing gloves. Does anyone have tips for keep these fingers warm?

Lastly I had my birthday on December 13th and I am now the grand old age of 19. That means only one more year to be a teen! I can’t tell you how freaky this is for me but at the same time I intending to make this year, the best year yet. Therefore I suppose I am excited and nervous about turning 19.

Anyway I hope you enjoyed this little blurb and as always let me know what you think. I am hoping to be back in the swing of things after tomorrow so look out for more Christmas themed posts,

Thank you so much for your support and I am off to study for exams,

Until next time, be blessed, stay strong and never give up,

God Bless,

Grace Hatton – Best Selling Teen Author

www.gracehatton.com

Hola Amazing Readers,

It’s another day in our 25 Days of Christmas holiday blog experiment and today for the first time in a long time I experienced snowflakes on my eyelashes. Granter I was not covered in snow like the little girl in the photo I included but when I woke up in Asheville, NC this morning I was enthralled by the snow raining down outside by window.

Low and behold when I walked outside the snow was falling on me and when the snowflakes landed on my eyelashes I was in heaven. I forgot how wonderful it is to have delicate snowflakes on my eyelashes. It may be a simple thing but it makes me happy. Does it mae you happy? Let me know and if you’re in a state thats snowing right now how much snow are you getting?

I am curious. Until next time be blessed, stay strong and never give up,

God Bless,

Grace Hatton – Best Selling Teen Author

www.gracehatton.com

P.S – Want the perfect Christmas present for your daughter, niece, granddaughter etc then check out “The Guys The Roses and The Regrets”