The outburst

“Why is Rosette so hateful?” Nenon spoke very quietly – Reema immediately stilled. No one answered. “Why? What has the world done to her?”

“Existed for her,” Morgan replied icily, throwing a stick ferociously down the hill. “That's enough for anyone who has no concept of life. Life gets in her way.”

Yay I have a follower! :')

Making the most of it :)

"I have had a most happy life and I want each one of you to have a happy life too. I believe that God put us in this jolly world to be happy and enjoy life. Happiness does not come from being rich, nor merely being successful in your career, nor by self-indulgence. One step towards happiness is to make yourself healthy and strong while you are a boy, so that you can be useful and so you can enjoy life when you are a man. Nature study will show you how full of beautiful and wonderful things God has made the world for you to enjoy. Be contented with what you have got and make the best of it. Look on the bright side of life instead of the gloomy one. But the real way to get happiness is by giving out happiness to other people. Try and leave this world a little better than you find it and, when your turn comes to die, you can die happy in feeling that at any rate you have not wasted your time but have done your best. 'Be prepared' in this way, to live happy and to die happy - stick to your Scout Promise always - even after you have ceased to be a boy - and God help you to do it."
Baden-Powell, in his last letter to the Scouts.

And of course, one of the best pieces of advice/ mottos in a song ...

My best friend gave me the best advice;
he said each day's a gift and not a given right.
Leave no stone unturned,
leave your fears behind,
and try to take the path less travelled-by.
That first step you take is the longest stride.

If today was your last day, and tomorrow was too late, could you say goodbye to yesterday?
And would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past?
Donate every dime you have?
If today was your last day ...

Against the grain should be a way of life;
what's worth the prize is always worth the fight.
Every second counts 'cause there's no second try,
so live it like you'll never live it twice.
Don't take the free-ride in your own life.

If today was your last day, and tomorrow was too late, could you say goodbye to yesterday?
Would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past?
Donate every dime you have?
And would you call on friends you never see, reminisce old memories?
would you forgive your enemies?
And would you find that one you're dreaming of, swear up and down to God above, that you'd finally fall in love.
If today was your last day ...

If today was your last day ...
Would you make your mark by mending a broken heart?
You know it's never too late to shoot for the stars, regardless of who you are.
So do whatever it takes, 'cause you can't rewind a moment in this life.
Let nothing stand in your way, 'cause the hands of time are never on your side.

If today was your last day, and tomorrow was too late, could you say goodbye to yesterday?
And would you live each moment like your last?
Leave old pictures in the past?
Donate every dime you have?
And would you call on friends you never see?
Reminisce old memories?
Would you forgive your enemies?
And would you find that one you're dreaming of, swear up and down to God above, that you'd finally fall in love?

Oh, if today was your last day ...

If today was your last day, Nickelback.

Make it your motto ;) make the most of everything and, as Baden-Powell said, do your best.

The new and the old

My first project at uni will end in printing out a 12 double-page spread illustrated book on Robert Baden-Powell (we each had to draw a famous name from a hat). Coincidently I had some scout negatives stored in my room from I don't know what year and I have spent the day photographing them and changing them to positives - a day well spent, in my opinion :)

The forests on other planets

Everyone has such unique takes on the world

Hilary: "This is what I recommend people who ask me how to get published: trust your reader. Stop spoon-feeding your reader. Give the reader credit for being as smart as you, at least. Concentrate on sharpening your memory, and peeling your sensibility. Cut every page you write by at least one third. Stop constructing those piffling little similes of yours. Work out what it is you want to say, then say it in the most direct and vigorous way you can. Eat meat; drink blood; give up your social life - and don't think you can have friends. Write in the quiet hours of the night, and prick your fingertips, and use the blood for ink.
"But do I take my own advice? Not a bit."

"Hilary Mantel is an intense, troubling and evocative writer. Her principle themes, are of history and individual identity, religion and rebellion, and the influence of the dead upon the living. Her fiction asks how we come to be the people we are."

Hilary: "I don't think I can help it, it's very much the way I view the world, I think. I don't trust it tremendously. I always feel that if I put my hand on the wall, my hand might go through it. I think as a child, you see, I was always listening hard; I was always trying to get some purchase on what was going on, and work out what was happening in the next room. There's a little bit in Wolf Hall where Cardinal Wolsey says "never let me hear you say you don't know what goes on behind closed doors - find out". And that - I spent my childhood trying to do that, so that becomes a habit. You really do need to know for self-preservation whether the devil is behind that door."
"Not everyone thinks that."
"Fools."


Hilary Mantel, BBC 2's Culture Show.

A newcomer who's working out how to use her blog :)

Welcome to Estesan's page! Igren's Passage is a vast, legendary forest that once upon a time played host to a devastating battle between the good and the evil; the hero and the beast - devastating due to the loss of life, but miraculous in that a hero was born, for the glory of those who died to save others live on through stories, adoration and, above all, love. Igren is your hero - do you remember him?
Of course not, Igren is only a figment of my imagination transferred onto paper. But maybe in time he will be known ...?

I am 18, a University student studying Illustration, and I love to write. If you read this, you are my hero, and if you remember it, I will remember you :) (I can't guarantee that this blog will be interesting, however, as it is my first).
Farewell,

Estesan.