Sixteen-year-old Amaryllis Sonata, daughter of Apollo, has been going to Camp Half-Blood for the past eight years. With the wars over and the promise of peace permeating the future, she can finally take this summer to concentrate on her songwriting and pursue her dream of becoming an artist. Things start to change, though, when a skittish, bedraggled boy stumbles into her life. Allusions to Hadestown- maybe it will turn out this time.

Funny-no, hilarious text and tales if the Clone Wars characters had phones, and a crazy life outside of the war. Don't take anything serious, because this is pure goofiness. Warning: this will probably be the craziest thing you've ever read. ***If you copy any of these ideas without giving me credit, I will hunt you down and find you. Then I will politely ask if you "borrowed" my ideas. If so, I would appreciate that you give me credit.*** I don't own anything except for my creative (and crazy) ideas. Updates every Friday! Update: This book has been completed. Please check my profile for the grand finale of this book

He lowered his head to rest against my hair. "I've missed you, Elle. So much." "I've missed you too." ~~~~~~~~~~~ When a death in the family forces Michelle O'Malley to come home, it is no surprise to her to find that she doesn't belong anymore. Too many years have passed, and she is a different girl than she used to be. What is a surprise, however, is the discovery that her childhood best friend, the guy who she swore she was over, Micah Fisher, is home as well. Memories resurface. Time stands still. And in the midst of her grief, Elle must decide to run, or to stay. To forget, or to remember. Three days isn't long enough for her to fall for Micah again....is it?

The letters of a girl who needs to let go.

What would you do if you could relive a day in your life? Which day would you choose? • • • • • • These sisters have a long answer to that question. Follow their journey as they navigate life apart from one another. And eventually, find joy together.

Today was, without a doubt, the worst in my twenty-two years of life up until now. My outfit? Ruined. Hair? Frizzy beyond help. Make-up? Non-existent. And, the kicker, I managed to blow an interview for the job that was supposed to set me up with a steady paycheck for the next twenty years. Maybe thirty. And....Oh! I almost forgot. I nearly killed someone today as well. Yeah. I'm livin' the dream, right? Not. Pause for a second. Now, as you may have noticed, in the beginning of this I said was. It was the worst day of my existence until...well, until I met him.