Pt. 2 of Ch. 2: Spades and Shafts

                                                                        Pt. 2


                   Josiah ran to his room, breathing hard. He snatched a sheet of paper from his desk, made what would look like random scribbles on it, crumpled of the paper, grabbed another, and started again. His thoughts, at first all jumbled and confused, slowly all came together. If he could find something in Mike's possessions about the killer, threatening cards, bribes, anything of that sort, he would be one step closer to finding him. His magic was perfected, his plan, on the other hand, was not. He tried his little trick, it didn't work. He despaired. If his trick didn't work, what would, he racked his brains searching for something that would help him. Then he remembered the last thing Mike had said to him. He had said he was going to do a side-hand job. He ran to the mining camp and asked the manager where Mike had been offered a job and what it was. The manager told him the job had been simple and of no consequence. But after much persuasion, he eventually told Josiah Mike had gone to work for a rich couple, and gave him the directions to the mansion. Although how he expected Josiah to get there, we still don't know.

                   Josiah thanked him, and said he was heading home. But, of course, he never made it home, he stopped near the ditch where Mike was found, threw his coat over himself, and whala! He was there. He climbed out from under his coat, and saw he was at the mansion. He snuck around the house and peered through windows and such.
                   Finally he heard what he was listening for, chatter and laughter. If his theory was correct, Josiah had found Mike's killer.






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The new look.

        I think the title practically explains it all. I gave the blog a new look. I might have another background available. What do you think? Keep it or change it?

My Life at the Moment: (and Sia)

                Well, as probably many of you know, I've been trying to form a group so that I don't have to make all my music by myself, that would make me lonely..... But anyways, I've finally found a few people that are interested in being in a group, and I will name them:
~Charity Tuuri
~Forrest Blackman
~Adam Hayes (maybe)
                
                Yeah, well, that's that. It'd be neat if it all works out right. If you have any suggestions for a name for the group, please leave it in the form of a comment!

                 Well, I found a new artist I really like. Actually, I can't take the credit for finding her, Jo introduced her to me. Here's some of the epic music of Sia:

Soon We'll be Found:


Academia:


Lentil:


And there's so many other good songs too, but I won't put them on, You'll have to go look them up! Muahahahaha.


Well, You might have seen, I put up the 1st part to Ch. 2 of my book: The Magician's Hand.
Go read it if you haven't already!

And here I end the post.

Pt. 1 of Ch. 2: Spades and Shafts

 Don't miss the brand new Chapter 2! Spades and Shafts! (Don't forget to comment!)

                                                                            Pt. 1

                   Who killed Mike? A rumor arose throughout the city that a drunkard committed suicide while driving and was found in a ditch, but Josiah knew better, no gun was found in the car, nor any trace of alcohol. On the other hand, a bullet-hole was found in the windshield.
                    The death of Mike made Josiah's life much harder, not only did he have no ride to work in the mornings and had to walk, but he also took to investigating the murder. For the first time, he paid no attention to magic. This made a noticeable change in his personality and physical appearance, as no longer studying magic, he did not have the silent and menacing personality, nor the tired and stretched appearance.
                    He continually made trips to the police department for any update on Mike's murder. He probably came across as a nuisance to the police at the department, but he didn't care, the only thing in the world he cared about was finding Mike's murderer. Only one thing did not occur to him, he may have had to use magic to find the killer. He continually pestered the police for any information, but since they had none to give, he was continually disappointed. Although, one day, they found something interesting. Mike had left a will. As Mike had no family, and had left everything to Josiah, his house, his money, everything in his possession became Josiah's. Josiah progressed from a lonely, lost boy with nothing to a man with everything.
But even this did not lighten his spirits. But suddenly a thought occurred to him, he hoped upon hopes that he would find what he needed.
                    And so he began his magic once more.

SOMEBODY SAAAAAAAVE ME!!!!

So, just recently we decided that we would watch the 9th season of Smallville sometime during Spring Break, and so I've been catching up. I watched 5 whole seasons and then watched even more from the other seasons.

At the end of last week we moved me into the basement, into Josiah's old room. This is how my room now looks.
                                     

 

So yep. That's my room. Pretty neat, eh? I went to the Dahlin's house for the weekend. It could be described with 4 words: Cards, Psych, Food, and Sleep. I also wrote this post and said a bunch of stuff under Timmy's name, but that's besides the point.

So, I'll finish writing this post, go show people magic tricks. And do something completely random after that... Like STARTING A NEW BLOG!!!

Clash of the Teenage Mutant Ninja.....People

Antoine Dufour & Tommy Gauthier

Well, I found these guys on youtube recently, and thought this was pretty cool:

Jerry's Breakdown - Jerry Reed


After that, I went to their channel, and found this:

Spiritual Groove - Antoine Dufour & Tommy Gauthier


That is my goal for violin.

"?" pretty much explains it...

Well, I realize I haven't done any blog posts in a while, so, since I found a really old video that's freaking ridiculous, I thought I might use it as some sort of "blog comeback" or something.

Amateur - Lasse Gjertsen