Monday, February 1, 2010

exerpt from my book "reversed"

There is earth around me. Brown like walnuts and black as rich soil caked to my tongue. Bitter- and wet. The callused palm of a hand who feels for my chest, and faded shouts above the hollow grave I have decided to lay buried in. And then I see my rainbow.
It is gentle, veiled in a senseless peace and blossomed with vibrant colors, new and unseen. Glossy shades of heavenly pastels with gleaming edges, rays of color spectrums that dance across my eyelids. So many people believe in light, airy winds of mighty hands that lay across the small of your back, ushering to move you up flight one of the golden staircase at the peak of marshmallow clouds. But I see a blend of blinding white dawn, and I turn myself over the wheel of the Nissan. The rainbow is gone.
In its place lies the lackluster of light. Foreign and uneasy, with a dark pitched claw that fingers the sides of my face and caresses the bone of my cheek. I cry out, reaching for audible, and the blue suits peer in through the dirt crusted opening. “Get me out of here!” I shriek with raspy breaths low moans. The fingers inch across my jaw line and the whispers begin, joined by a single, firm harmonic voice.
“Fires are the comforts in the wake of death! You have led nothing, done nothing, grime under fingernails spells the train of your footprints! The dark is a refuge, I am the refuge, wallows and cries I shelter; For at the peak of death my fingers draw you in, and I smile.” The nails sear the flesh against my nostrils.
“OUT! By heavens grace you worship angel, kicked from my gates I undermine all authority. OUT! You husband of evildoers, wicked soul and sin instiller. OUT!”
The fingers attached like suction cups are torn from bleeding flesh and relinquished. From the opening that showers dirt upon my brows, beacons will the black mass crevices.
“For where there are broken spirits, my touch restores all life. For those whose hearts are hardened, the fathers hand of nurture softens the bruises and bloody tissue. OUT! You futile demon! The scars of the generations ache in turmoil; dirt unearthed to seal the tombs of dying souls. I bring forth my warrior and wake her from prisons chambers. Be it known that when the dead arise and work the vineyards of servanthood for glorys namesake, my people shall recognize the name of the Lord.”

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

"reversed"


So exams are over. I'm so stoked that I have a new semester to begin! all i wanted was for the stress to go POOOF! you can obviously see my joy in the picture. I am currently hosting and helping to run a lifegroup at my house on Monday nights, and we are in the middle of an astounding project. quote" church? where the poor people go to eat?" WOW! HAHA mikela colon. anyways, i am currently writing my novel, "reverse/reversed" and researching literary agents. i have recieved on email from a literary agent in New York, regarding my submission of my manuscript. He now knows I am only sixteen. But his email suggests he wouldnt mind representing me if my material is good! my dream, though, is writershouse. They have represented the biggest hits: twilight,nora roberts, junie B jones, etc. i'll let you know... the literary world is a rush.

Friday, January 8, 2010

Exams, Exams. Why art though so stressful?



1st semester exams are tuesday through Friday of next week. I am running around ragged trying to study and balance all of my time! I am aiming for straight A's on all exams, ( hard goal, i know ) and if i dont get it, i will be VERY dissapointed. Not the end of the world, but STILL. look at me :
now, the classes are fair. I will definitely do well on my english 2 honors exam. we all know that ;) for Agriculture communications ( my journalism class ) i should pretty much ace it. that class can be accomplished with a blindfold. spanish 2 = im looking at a decently easy or barely difficult exam. i see about.... a high B or a low A. maybe higher. im aiming for the A! as far as aglebra two honors- dear heavenly father- i need your help and provision!!!! my poor little calculator will blow up. chemesitry honors- should be decent. in the middle between medium difficulty and okay. lets see where that takes me. AP world history: may i recieve sweet miracles from heaven. hardest exam. like, ever. and debate 1- so easy i couldnt miss like, ANY answers. go OO's! heres a look at my AP stress level... see above picture.

Thursday, December 31, 2009

fishers of men in 2010

I have neglected this place for a year. And in that year, I have transformed radically.
i am no longer the Mckinzie I have hidden behind, but the Mckinzie who has been defined by God. The mirror has been shattered with the remains of a past life, and beautiful beginnings peak from promises of hope and transformation. New about me:
1) Sophomore. Brandon High School.
2) saved and redeemed by my king.
3) following eagerly and hungry for more, in HIM.
4) found my calling, my passion. my future- writing.
5) chasing AFTER that calling.
6) Member of the Crossing church. emerge attendee
7) Ambassador/student leader at the Crossing church.
8) Still best friends with Mikela Colon and Jordan Barrett
9) Made new and refreshing friendships to replenish those that have died.
10)conquered the OCD, thoughts, pills, and the therapy. praise HIM.
11)babysitter and adopted daughter to Barbara Elliott. needs to keep in better touch
with Corrie Hillary.
12)small group: Daddy's little girls. small group: Brandon High School
13)straight A's. whoa.
no permit, no license. epic fail.
14)ready for 2010

2010 has entered and I am ready to prepare the way. My relationship with God, other's relationships, and my destiny. Fishers of men in 2010. seeking new opportunities, dreams, and miracles, and entering in with a smile and determination.

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Clare Bear

I saw the infamous Clare! After my dad picked me up I never stopped smiling. That little girl is too precious for words to explain. Lots of drool :) And Mrs. Hillary is doing fabulous. Its so amazing to watch how she interacts with Clare. The bond they have is so beautiful. Mrs. Hillary is such a good momma!I saw her tickling her, blowing on her, kissing and hugging her... and Clare is getting to that separation anxiety stage. lol. But seeing Clare and Mrs. Hillary was by far the highlight of my day. I missed Mrs. Hillary SO MUCH!

Thursday, December 4, 2008

start blogging more!!

im taking a stand with mikela!! im gonna start blogging more!! ok so lately- UGH. u guys kno why. however.... i love the spicy Goddess of the car!! lol well tomorrow is the poetry jam and i think that im overly excited. i really hope i win. lets see- so I recieved brilliance back. that was pretty awesome. i feel like im already famous. well- emerge is probably the most exciting thing for me lately. totally amazing!! ahaha and my slumber party... that was unforgetable.shooting stars, creepy men walking, and annoying seniors with megaphones. wait! dont forget the marshmallows!! and ....yes, we all know.... MARK! We're going BOWLING with him tomorrow!! wait...... we're "not" not going bowling tomorrow. i think- is that right? lol im so confused guys. ily

Monday, November 17, 2008

crazy weeks of fun

these are some awesome events that have happened lately:
1) started christmas shopping 2)going to emerge and the sanctuary at the crossing 3) Ive written tons of poetry 4) school school school 5) recieved some of my birthday presents : Jonas brother poster, tote bag, and a twilight shirt. 6) ordered 3 twloha shirts 7) payed a visit to Mann 8) bowling 9) halloween wedding 10) Novemberfest