Desk Tour

Desk Tour

Hey guys! Today, I’m going to give you a tour of my writing desk! πŸ’œ I am so excited that I finally got to write about this because I’d been wanting to for a while. IΒ took some great pictures to go along with it, so I hope you enjoy! πŸ˜ŠπŸ’•


{My Desk}

I’ve had it since the summer of 2015. My mom got it for me from a secondhand store, and I absolutely love how unique it is. Plus, the reflective black top is really cool!

The funny thing is, it’s the first desk I have ever had. At the last house we lived in, I didn’t have enough space in my room for one. Now that I have space in our new(ish) home, I have loved it that much more!

Without further ado, allow me to introduce it to you! Here’s the overview:

my beautiful desk.

It seriously makes me soooo happy!

The little white lights that my mom got me add such a nice, soft glow to my whole room. Without them, I wouldn’t like my living space half as much. They’re so pretty!!


If you’d like to learn a little bit more about each thing on and around my desk, keep on reading. 😊

This is where I keep all of my writing utensils, as well as different card games! I got it from Hobby Lobby for $15 last summer, and that was sale price. I think it’s so cool! I love the geometric designs.

This is my little CD player! I got it for $3 from a secondhand store, and even though it can be finicky (there isn’t an on/off button, so I have to plug and unplug it haha), and it will quit playing altogether sometimes if I accidentally hit it with my finger, I still love it.

The chickadee figure ($7) is from a souvenir shop in Tallulah Falls, GA, and the BB-8 plush ($8) was from (out of all the places that sell Star Wars merchandise) Publix. Haha!

The glass candle holder on the left ($2) was from Hobby Lobby, as was the piggy bank, which I’ve had for so long that I can’t remember how much it cost. The gray and white cup was something my mom won in a giveaway, which she gave to me, as she didn’t have a use for it.

Now, on to my favorite part of my room – this blanket! πŸ’œ My mom found it at a secondhand store we went to recently, and my heart just about melted when she showed me. It reminds me so much of the colors in handwoven blankets at markets in Guatemala, and I knew I just had to have it for my room. It was only $3, but I would’ve happily paid more for it! 😍


Now I’d like to introduce to you my button collection! I’ve been collecting buttons since 2010, and I’ve gotten quite a lot. I recently went through them and arranged my favorites on this board. It’s a blank canvas that I covered with fabric from Hobby Lobby! It cost less than $5 to make and I love how it turned out.

I got the ‘Grateful’ wooden sign from a craft fair for $5. It’s so cute!

This was from – you guessed it! – Hobby Lobby. If you couldn’t already tell, I buy most of the stuff for my room from there! I got this cacti print for half price at $15 and I love it so much!


Thank you so much for reading! I hope you liked this tour – I’ll definitely do another one in the future when I redecorate it! πŸ’š

— Maggie

The Blogger Tag

The Blogger Tag

Guess whaaaat! I got tagged for the first time since creating this blog! πŸ˜„

My mom (yep, we’re both bloggers!) over at Living Lighter in Atlanta tagged me to do The Blogger Tag! I’m so excited because I love stuff like this. lol

Hope you enjoy learning a little more about me! πŸ’œ


The Blogger Tag

1: How tall are you?

I’m 5’6″, although I thought for a while that I was 5’7″. πŸ˜‚

2: Do you have a hidden talent?

I’m really good at photo editing; I love making Disney scene collages, as well as filtering pictures I take at photoshoots.

3: What’s your biggest blog-related pet peeve?

When people tag incorrectly. If I’m browsing a particular tag, I don’t want to see completely unrelated posts pop up!

4: What’s your biggest non-blog-related pet peeve?

When people take God’s name in vain; it really affects me.

5: What’s your favorite song?

That’s such a hard question; I love so many songs! Well … as of recently, I’ve been listening to Castle on The Hill by Ed Sheeran, and Not Afraid Anymore by Leeland, but there are soooo many more that I could list!! πŸ’š

6: What’s your favorite social media website?

My all-time favorite is Pinterest. I’ve been on there since 2011, but I’ve had different accounts over the years. Go check me out!

7: What’s your favorite way to spend your time when you’re alone?

By praying and reading the Bible.

8: What’s your favorite junk food?


9: Do you have a pet or pet(s)? If so, what kind and what are their names?

I don’t have any pets. However, I used to have a guinea pig named Oreo. RIP to the sweet girl. ❀

10: What are your number one favorite non-fiction and fiction books?

That’s like asking which child is my favorite! Books are my life!

Okay, not really. But I have been reading for a very long time.

If I had to pick favorites, I’d choose The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien and A Proper Pursuit by Lynn Austin for fiction, and for non-fiction, The Bible.

11: What’s your favorite beauty product or tool?

Goodness, I don’t know; I’m not into makeup at all. I love EOS lip balm, though! πŸ˜‚

12: When were you last embarrassed? What happened?

Nothing recent enough to discuss that wasn’t degrading.

13: If you could drink only one beverage (besides water) for the rest of your life, what would it be?

Cherry Dr. Pepper, because I’m a bit obsessed with it! It’s definitely my favorite drink.

14: What’s your favorite movie?

I love Saving Grace, Leap Year, and National Treasure. I can’t pick just one!

15: What was your favorite subject at school?

Either biology or chemistry.

16: If you could live anywhere in the world, where would you live?

Guatemala. ❀

17: PC or MAC?

PC, because I know how they work; I’ve never even used a Mac.

18: Last romantic gesture from a crush, date, boy/girlfriend, spouse?

I honestly cannot remember. That sounds sad, but I’m fine, really πŸ˜‚

19: Favorite celebrity?

I really like Johnny Depp. 😍

20: What blogger do you secretly want to be best friends with?

There isn’t one, really; I’m already friends with my favorite bloggers!

21: Who is your biggest inspiration?

My mom. She’s my best friend, teacher, cook … πŸ˜‚ Just kidding on the last part! Kind of. I love her so much; I don’t know what I’d do without her.

22: What is your favorite blog to read?

Rainy Day Writings!! 😊

23: What is your favorite high street shop?

There’s an awesome chocolate shop in Dahlonega, GA. I can’t remember the name, but the treats were delicious (all made in-store!), and the aroma of the place was indescribably beautiful.

24: Are you in education or do you work?

I guess you could say I’m in education. πŸ˜‚ Eleventh grade, homie!

25: One thing you are proud of?

My writing. I’ve come a long way from where I was, both in stories I’ve written and on online blogs!


That was so much fun!! πŸ˜„

Alright, I nominate…

Rainy Day Writings

Trail Of Lights



Anyone else who wishes to participate, please feel free to do so!

— Maggie

Finding God’s Voice

Finding God’s Voice

When I first came to know the Lord, it was my desire to audibly hear His voice in response to my prayers … but most of the time, that isn’t how the Lord speaks to His children.

In this post, I’d like to share with you how I went from seeking His voice with my ears … to seeking His voice with my heart.


Any time in the past that I would ask the Lord something that I really desired to have an answer on, I would pause, hoping to hear a response from Him. There would be nothing clearer to me than an audible reply, and because I didn’t know of any other way at the time, that was what I sought.

I never heard anything.

From my young perspective, it appeared that He didn’t care. But as I’ve grown closer to Him, I can clearly see that each and every time He was silent, He was silent out of love – and here’s why.

In seeking His voice and His loving guidance elsewhere, He has taught me to focus more on Him. Merely voicing a request and instantly gaining a response won’t strengthen my faith at all – or, at least, not as much as He desires.

Yes, it would be great to immediately hear from Him sometimes – and when the time is right, He never hesitates to come to our aid. But my faith could not grow if I didn’t encounter trials and difficulties.

We can not fully learn to trust in Him within our comfort zones; He must coax us out of hiding, He must call us to live a life devoted to Him. The more distress we go through with our hearts firmly relying on Him, the stronger our love for Him will be, and the stronger our faith in His timing will be.

When I pray now, I have the firm reassurance that He is always listening, even when He is silent. Thus, I am not concerned that my prayers ever go unheard.

At the perfect time and often in the most unexpected of places, He answers my heart’s desires.


If our eyes and our hearts are open, He is faithful to respond. Take a look around and see. ❀

— Maggie

Visit the ‘His Child‘ category on my blog for more spiritual inspiration.

{January} Favorites

{January} Favorites

January was an awesome month. Even though it legitimately sped by – I can’t believe it’s almost February! – I enjoyed every day of it, and I’m so excited about the rest of this year.

This post contains five of my favorite things from the month of January: song, movie, game, food, apparel, and finally, a quote that is the most relevant to my past 30 days. The other eleven monthly favorites posts will all be set up like this, and I’m loving the little headers I made! They’re so pretty.

Enjoy the post! πŸ™‚


Castle On The Hill by Ed Sheeran! I discovered it on YouTube about a week after it was released, and since then, it’s been stuck in my head almost every day. I love its sound, the words, Ed’s voice …

I finally finished watching Captain America. It was amazing. Although the ending made me so sad!

The language-learning app, Memrise. It isn’t technically a game; it’s language lessons, but they have made it so enjoyable for me to learn that it really does feel like a game! I wrote all about it in this post.

Homemade buffalo chicken subs! My mom made them for dinner one night and ohhhhh, man; they were amazing.

My new Chicago, Illinois shirt. I’ve worn it several times this past month; it’s soft, I love the fit and color on me, the design is cute, I love Chicago … it’s perfect! (You can see it in my profile picture, as well as the bio pic at the top of my blog. lol)

My job is to take care of the possible, and trust God with the impossible.

– Unknown

When it comes to my future in Guatemala, it is completely in His hands. My job right now is to learn Spanish … and trust Him while I wait. ❀


I hope that you have also had a great start to your year!

— Maggie

Writing a Historical Fiction Novel ~ Research Tips

Writing a Historical Fiction Novel ~ Research Tips

Sad fact: I’ve always struggled to plan stories. From the time that I was writing short stories about my pets as a kid, I’ve struggled to plan ahead; if I have an awesome story idea, I want to go ahead and start writing, regardless of whether the storyΒ has anyΒ structure, or not.

Most of the stories that I’ve written go absolutely nowhere; I’ve had to quit writing them because any potential reader wouldn’t know what was going on, nor did I at those points! πŸ˜‚

It was alright when I was a kid, but with all of my experience as a writer now … it’s probably a good time to start figuring out the best way for me to plan stories.


For a while now (at least a year, or so), I’ve been planning – a lot. I’ve been researching and studying and reading and writing – okay, those are all basically the same thing. lol Either way, I have been working because I want to write a historical fiction novel based in the Middle Ages – and I can’t do that without a whole lot of research.

Related Post: Writing a Historical Fiction Novel ~ Staying Inspired

In part one of this series, I’m going to share with you four things that I’ve learned on this journey of story research. I hope that it can encourage you if you’re planning a novel, or if you’re interested in ever doing it. 😊


{Research Tips}

1. Keep all the facts in one place. I’ve been tempted to digitize everything or to upgrade to a pretty binder, but it has been so nice to have everything in just one notebook! Nothing gets lost, I didn’t have to spend extra money on something prettier … πŸ‘πŸΌ

2. Write out a table of contents. I’m currently working on one so that when I’m writing the story one day, I’ll be able to find different topics that I’ve written about. Even though I’ve written everything down, I won’t be able to remember all of it, which is why it’s so important for me to have a table of contents. For now, they’re just a note on my phone, as it isn’t quite done …

3. Find your favorite type of resource, then work with it. For me personally, I like finding the information I need through library books. I also have a folder on my phone that has links to articles on topics that I want/need to learn about, things I might not find in books. Other people might enjoy videos or online research more; it’s just a thing of preference.

4. Unless you’re on a timed schedule, only work when you feel motivated. This project is just for me, and I’m not doing it for any writing challenge, so I don’t have a deadline or a goal to reach. I research when I feel inspired and only then; it takes a lot of work! If I tried to push it and study every week, I wouldn’t enjoy it half as much.

For example, I’m really focusing on learning about medieval gardening for the time being, and even though I like what I’m finding out about it, I’ve had to go through a lot of dry books and boring online articles to find what I’m really looking for. It’s crazy how deep I have to study just to find the facts!


What’sΒ YOUR best studying tip?

Thanks for reading! Have a great evening/night. πŸ’•

— Maggie

‘Jump’ – A Short Story

“Go on,” he said softly, his deep voice resonating in my ears; “jump.”

I grinned brightly, and without turning to look at him, I shook my head. My hair, which was coiled into a ponytail at the time, swished across my shoulders. As it did, I sensed that it hit something. Before I could swivel around, his lips were on my neck, his breath warming my cheek as it exited his nostrils. A squeal escaped my lips, and I curled my arm backward around his neck, giving him a funny side hug as I drew him closer.

“The water can’t be that cold,” he said, and I could hear the smile in his voice.

“If you think so,” I proposed, “go ahead and see for yourself.” I took a step forward on the dock, bringing him with me. The wooden platform groaned beneath our weight.

“Quit foolin’ around.” He came up around my side and gave me a side hug with both arms; I could feel his heart beating against my triceps. “Hop in.”

Shifting my right foot to one side, evening out my weight, I studied the water for a moment. The dock protestingly creaked again, and I stiffened when he said, “Or I’ll make ya.”

I turned my head toward him, smiling again when my auburn ponytail softly whipped his face. “You wouldn’t do that to me fully dressed, would you?” I said imploringly.

Holding my gaze, he lowered his right arm and let it slide down my spine until he reached the back pockets of my jean shorts. I raised my eyebrows ever so slightly, at the same moment he smiled coyly and slid my phone out of one of the pockets. “Now you’re ready,” he said matter-of-factly.

In a couple of quick movements, I unstrapped the gold wristwatch from my wrist, placing it where he’d dropped my phone on the grass, a safe distance from the water. “No, now I’m ready.”

At both of us moving our weight around, the wooden planks let out another loud complaint. I hardly noticed as I moved out of his reach by prancing down the dock.

“I’ll only hop in if you make me,” I declared with another smile.

Unfortunately, the dock had other plans. With one final creak, it broke loose from whatever was keeping it tied to land and sunk down, plunging me into the water with it. Before I could rise to the surface, he was in there right beside me.

We spent the rest of the afternoon laughing as we composed short conversations back and forth, splashing the other with the water from our very own lake in between smiles. My phone rang and buzzed several times, but not once did I respond to it. As the sun set in the sky behind the tall trees, we crawled out onto the bank, wringing out our clothes and continuing to talk, a very sweet way to end my favorite night of the summer.

Blueberry Cake!

Blueberry Cake!

As I was scrolling down Pinterest’s infinite pages a couple days ago, getting lost in the many depths of baking inspiration, I stumbled across what appeared to be a blueberry muffin in the form of a cake.

Its official name is Buttermilk-Blueberry Breakfast Cake!

It was very easy to make, and it tastes great, too! πŸ˜€Β It would be absolutely amazing with coffee. I’ll have to buy/make some the next time I make this cake to accompany and compliment it.

And so, without further ado, I’ll just go ahead and write out the recipe. If you decide to make it for yourself, please comment down below on how it went! Happy baking!



1/2 cup unsalted butter, room temperature

2 tsp. lemon zest (or more)

7/8 cup of sugar (equal to 3/4 cup and 2 Tbsp) + 1 Tbsp for sprinkling

1 egg, room temperature

1 tsp. vanilla

2 cups flour (set aside 1/4 cup of this to toss with blueberries)

2 tsp. baking powder

1 tsp. Kosher salt

2 cups blueberries

1/2 cup buttermilk



1. Preheat oven to 350Β°F.

2. Cream butter and the lemon zest with the 7/8 cup of the sugar until light and fluffy.

3. Add the egg and vanilla. Try to look at least half as enthusiastic about this step as I did. (Haha!)Β Beat in until combined.

4. Meanwhile, in a separate bowl, toss blueberries with the 1/4 cup of flour.

5. In a separate bowl, mix together the remaining flour, baking powder, and salt.

6. Add the flour mixture and the buttermilk into the batter, alternating between them.

7. Fold in the blueberries.

8. Grease a baking dish (I used a 12×6) with nonstick spray and spread the batter into it. Sprinkle on the remaining tablespoon of sugar (although honestly, half that amount would probably do better).

9. Bake for 35 to 45 minutes.

10. Let cool for at least 15 minutes before serving.

Thanks for reading! Hope you enjoyed this little dessert post.

— Maggie

‘A Tea Cup Forgotten’ – A Short Story

I am easily inspired to write through photographs. When I don’t know the story behind how a picture came to be taken, my mind takes off with a story of its own, creating characters, extending the setting, forming a plot, until it is impossible for me to not write down what I’ve come up with.

The picture below, which I found online when looking for photo prompts, was the inspiration behind a 700-word short story that I’m sharing with you in this post. I’d love for you to read it, and I would love to hear what you think. β™₯

After looking at the picture above, this is what I wrote …


I chuckled to myself, allowing the fingers of my right hand to intertwine with the fingers of his left. He complimented my hair, mentioning how he loved the way it flowed effortlessly down my back in soft, auburn tendrils. I subconsciously caught the curl that had fallen beside my face, quick to slide it behind my ear in one swift motion. I smiled; I loved his sweet comments, I always did, but they never failed to make me feel so shy.

We continued walking, both fallen silent, with not a thing on our minds but the gorgeous scenery around us. It was a comfortable silence; personally, it was my favorite kind of silence. It enveloped us, made me feel secure. I am unsure of how he felt, as his emotions never were written across his face, but he seemed just as peaceful as I. He squeezed my hand softly, and I smiled up at him. The sun, which was positioned in the sky just past his face, did its best to blind me with its light. I laughed heartily when the brightness reflected off the wire frames of my glasses, struck his vision, and caused him to cringe.

He smiled warmly at me, on the verge of laughter, yet always quick to hold it in. He once admitted that he tried not to laugh at the same time I did so that he could clearly hear my laughter, unhindered from any other noises. My giggling made him happy, he further explained, at which I blushed profusely. I replied by telling him that I loved the sound of our laughter as it mingled together, the sound of the joy within us that could not be contained. At the end of that conversation, we mutually agreed to laugh as much together as we did apart.

On that splendid afternoon, a quick walk through the forest was all that we’d planned on doing. I had a fresh cup of tea waiting for me back at the patio, which I very much wanted to drink. Despite this, I didn’t want to waste a single moment of the beautiful weather that surrounded me, that surrounded us. Thus, I forfeited my warm drink for a romantic walk, an outing I surely would not regret. Nothing quite got to me like being outside in the fall, especially when I was by his side. And that garden just up ahead … it was quite a sight to behold …

I voiced the suggestion of extending our stroll to include the garden, and he was almost too quick to comply. Eyeing him quietly, I let him lead, pondering why his face was all the while as radiant as the sun.

There are few things I appreciate more in life than the surprises planned by loved ones, much like the one he had planned for me that afternoon. We hadn’t gotten very far into the garden before he’d taken both of my hands in his, said a few very sweet things while deeply searching my eyes, then knelt down and asked for my hand in marriage.

A few days went by before I remembered to retrieve my abandoned cup of tea, and by that time, the forest had decorated the patio with a blanket of golden leaves. Some rested on the wooden planks that made up the flooring; others relaxed in the sun while seated on the table … and two lone leaves ended up in my tea cup itself. With a smile, I retrieved the cup in my left hand and placed the saucer in my right. Lifting my left hand ever higher, I admired the way the sunlight flickered off of my beautiful new ring, a promise of the new chapter in my life soon to come. The jewels softly painting my hand the rich colors of autumn, I laughed joyously, an overflow of the sheer contentment that was within my heart.


— Maggie