World's Most Difficult...

I did it. 

So, this looks like an ordinary puzzle, right? Well... First off, it's a picture of Dalmatians. That makes it pretty hard in the first place, right? There's 529 pieces, so it's not huge, but it is a considerable size. 

It's double sided. The second side is rotated 90 degrees. The pictures are the SAME. 

Oh, and the pieces are all cut to the same shape. 

And if you didn't already think THAT was hard enough...

(Wait for it...)

When you have a normal jigsaw puzzle, you can feel along the edge to find out which side is the bottom. Not this one. The designers made one cut vertically, then FLIPPED the puzzle over and made the horizontal cut from the other side!! It's impossible to tell which side is which. I mean, seriously?!?

So, yeah, I'm kind of bragging, I guess. Cause I finished it. (Does happy dance around room)

This puzzle is named (quite appropriately, in my opinion) "World's Most Difficult Jigsaw Puzzle." Yep. That's literally what it's called. 

It took around 20-25 hours total to completely this puzzle. (Over the course of a busy month!) Luckily, all of the things the designers did to it came with a few advantages. 

Because it's cut on both sides, you can divide the center pieces into "left" and "right" categories. 

I also discovered early on that every center piece (minus one diagonal row) has a sister piece that matches on both sides. Most of the time solving was spent matching pieces up. (Or rematching because the box was bumped)

I had to solve the puzzle in two halves because the surfaces I was using weren't big enough. 

I finished it. (Sighs in relief) I think I'll take a break from jigsaw puzzles for a while. Well, there's my random story for the day! See you later!

M.

Creative Writing Prompt #6 (Randomness Included Free of Charge!)

Hi all!

So....This entire week I would notice at the little blogger bookmark on my screen and cringe. Humble apologies for the lack of posts. I really need to post more. But I digress.

Here's my writing prompt for today. I thought I'd try my hand at some poetry, but I don't think I got the rhythm quite right. Well, I hope you like it anyways.

Writing Prompt #6: The Little Girl in the Window

Her ragged hair hung down in her face,
No smile; she wore no hair bow
Through the pouring rain I could see
The quiet little girl in the window.

A freckled face and haunting eyes
That cut me through the soul,
as much as I'd try, I'd not forget
that little girl there in the window.

The face withdrew and the door opened wide
She was short, and walked quite slow,
The thunder and rain could swallow her up,
That little girl from the cracked window.

I then caught one last glimpse of her
as her frail body shivered from cold
I hoped to help her someway, somehow,
The poor little girl from the window.

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I guess it's the little things, right? I love clouds. I couldn't look at the sky enough this week.

Uhhh... Yep. That's all I got. Shout out to E! It's her birthday on Saturday!!! (does happy dance around the room) Hope you all have a blessed evening!

M.

Zombies and Frozen!

Here is my latest drawing! I love how it turned out, as I was skeptical about drawing it in the first place;)

And I couldn't decide on a funny wallpaper until I remembered this one:

Isn't it soo cute!!;) hope you have a great weekend!

~E

Creative Writing Prompt #5

Hello! I have successfully finished my second CWP! (Man I gotta write more of these) I hope you enjoy it!

Creative writing prompt #5: You wake up trapped in a basement. Tell the story of how you end up in there. (not how you get out.)

...I walked quickly down the street, my long dress flowing like silk over my legs. I want so much to turn my head and look behind me, at the man I knew was following. I forced myself to slow my pace, but after a few moments I gave up and continued to step to the pace of my heart. It was beating so loud and hard I though it might burst. 

   There, up ahead the taxicab that was to take me...where? I knew not...he only told me that I would get in and...and what?...he didn't give me any directions. He told me I would be followed, but that I must not trust them, or believe whatever they told me. He only asked that I trust him. Did I? I wasn't sure. He promised me my freedom, what more could I want? 

   I heard the footsteps behind me increase their pace, my heart raced to an impossible speed. I made a run for the cab, threw open the door, launched myself in, and slammed it behind me, locking it for good measure. The driver was obviously expecting me, because he slammed on the gas, and began to swerve madly to avoid hitting anything. the car squealed in protest, as did I. I hoped I was now safe, but I wasn't sure. The driver glanced up at his rearview mirror looking very worried. I finally gave in, and looked behind, following the gaze of the driver. 

   

   I knew then even before he said anything, that, of course, I was being followed..again. As I looked back, only confirming what I knew, my fear grew as I noticed that the car in pursuit of me (for It was me they were after) was not even attempting to be hidden. The man who was driving the car was violently jerking the steering wheel back and forth, weaving his way through the many cars honking in protest. Coming quickly closer and closer. I urged the driver to go faster, unfortunately he was unable to, there where two cars in front of us that had 'conveniently' decided to stop in the middle of the road. My heart sunk as I realized why. 

  

   Three men emerged from the cars and ran straight for my taxicab. In my fear and stupidity I unlocked my door and made a run for it. I dodged the still honking cars and ran into a dark alley hoping it wasn't a dead end. Thankfully it wasn't, but the men giving pursuit quickly surrounded me.  They stood there watching me as I stood there panting in fear. I quickly realized escape was impossible, and yet they didn't do anything, it was like they were waiting...

   

    And then...there he was...he walked toward the men and they stood aside for him. he smiled, "Hi Kat!" I frowned in disgust of his pet name for me, but he refused to call me anything else. He continued, "well, you did trust me, unfortunately that's not enough, so I can't let you go. But have a nice ride!"  My mouth dropped, I shut it just as fast. He looked amused of all things! Then one of the men slapped a wet cloth over my face, and I knew, he had betrayed me...I didn't understand...He had promised, promised, my freedom, and remembered why I never trusted him. Because, of course, you can never trust a liar.

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  I cracked my eyes open slowly, aware of a growing headache. I couldn't  see a thing, it was dark, and I noticed the cold of the floor I was laying on. My eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness and I vaguely saw that I was in a small room with a short flight of stairs leading to a door (it was locked as I had expected) ,a sliver of light was squeezing through the bottom, barely illuminating the room. 

   I now saw that I was in a basement.....

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Goodbye... until next time!

~E

Umm... Well... Hi! by too lazy to write a better title (An Adventure Novel)

Hi Everyone!

Well, I have been experiencing a good level of writer's block lately. (what is it called when you are typing instead of writing? Or tapping on your phone screen? Just wondering.) 

But... I am a professional here. I must force myself to blog more often. (Stop laughing at me!)

Anyway, stay tuned for another creative writing prompt that E. gave me! (When the writer's block decides to move to Florida for a vacation and never returns)

Umm... Yeah. I got nothing. 

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A review of school: good so far. (of course; it's January!)

An answer to those who wonder what I do with my time: well, I'm working on a very difficult piano piece to potentially play for my graduation! (Wow, we're SO interested. Tell us more! [does sarcasm hands] yeah, no.) Actually I spend most of my time on homework, at classes, or on Pinterest. ;)

A Definition: Sarcasm Hands are achieved by placing open hands, palms up, near the ear and moving the fingers back and forth away from the ear. Takes place of quotation marks and ONLY for use in life-death situations. (E. and I need to use this often)

A Bible verse for you that I found interesting: (actually two) Psalm 90:5-6 "You sweep them away as with a flood; they are like a dream, like grass that is renewed in the morning: in the morning it flourishes and is renewed; in the evening it fades and withers."

It reminds me of "The Great Divorce" by C.S. Lewis, where heaven is symbolized by a fulfilled reality. Heaven is more true, more real than this life. This world is but a shadow of what life will be like there. 

Well, that's better than nothing. See you later!

-M. 

(P.S. I really like this cute fluffy penguin. Jus sayin.)