I'm starting a new project, because you know, I have nothing else to do. This is ntohing immediate. It's just meant to be fun really. But anyway, I am writing a collection of 28 (it's my favorite number) stories. I am writing and editing all of them this year. Some are already done, many are inspired by my crazy, but loving friends in what seems to be a heartbeat and some are going to be 'extracted' from novel ideas I've written. Lots of good things to come. This is what I have so far:
1. The Underground (needs editing)
2. The Army Jacket (needs editing)
3. They Call Me Jacob (needs finishing and editing)
4. Catch me: Symbolic tragic romance. Involves transitioning in time between youth and adolescence, innocence and corruption
5. With All My Love: girl writes emotional letter to her best friend who was killed in a tragic car accident
6-28: still in collaboration. More to come.
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December 14, 2011
December 12, 2011
New Projects and OneWordforOneMinute: princess
Letters to Mom, as I've been saying, is almost done. I have about one month left in time to finish up. Very, very close.
I started a short story that takes place in a futuristic world where twins are killed. Very interesting concept. Making some connections to nature and adding a few more plot twists. I will post a section of it later.
One more thing. Here is a one word. Haven't done one in a while:
"You're my little princess," he said to me and I smiled. I thought about this for a second, "Okay, but then what does that make you?" I had to say it. I was stumped. I didn't know what to say. She just sat there, giving me that look and I just could tell how curious yet slightly pissed off she was. Sure, it was cute, but it was just so frustrating at the same time. She always had an intellectual one up on me.
And one more since it was an interesting prompt today:
I could hear his voice in my ear still, his voice echoing through it. "Princess," he had said. But what did that mean? Was I just this little pet that he kept up locked away. What a sick bastard, I though. I wasn't anyone's property. No way. I was just me and that's the way it was absolutely going to stay. It had to, right? I kept running.
One more:
Okay. So, I looked into her eyes and this is what I saw. I could tell she was trying to hide the fact that she was pretty, and it simply was not working. Her hair could be pretty if she grew it out. Her eyes could sparkle if she let her guard down. If she cared, clothes would look very nice on her body. But I just didn't understand. Why didn't she care? She could be a princess if she wanted to be.
I started a short story that takes place in a futuristic world where twins are killed. Very interesting concept. Making some connections to nature and adding a few more plot twists. I will post a section of it later.
One more thing. Here is a one word. Haven't done one in a while:
"You're my little princess," he said to me and I smiled. I thought about this for a second, "Okay, but then what does that make you?" I had to say it. I was stumped. I didn't know what to say. She just sat there, giving me that look and I just could tell how curious yet slightly pissed off she was. Sure, it was cute, but it was just so frustrating at the same time. She always had an intellectual one up on me.
And one more since it was an interesting prompt today:
I could hear his voice in my ear still, his voice echoing through it. "Princess," he had said. But what did that mean? Was I just this little pet that he kept up locked away. What a sick bastard, I though. I wasn't anyone's property. No way. I was just me and that's the way it was absolutely going to stay. It had to, right? I kept running.
One more:
Okay. So, I looked into her eyes and this is what I saw. I could tell she was trying to hide the fact that she was pretty, and it simply was not working. Her hair could be pretty if she grew it out. Her eyes could sparkle if she let her guard down. If she cared, clothes would look very nice on her body. But I just didn't understand. Why didn't she care? She could be a princess if she wanted to be.
October 9, 2011
Letters to Mom Update:
My goal is to finish it this week. I need to finish this because for NaNoWriMo (national novel writing month) I am delving into the world of the sequel. I want to make a lot of progress because then I have to continue editing and writing my outline to submit to the Scholastic PUSH imprint contest this year. Basically, I have a lot coming up, so I NEED to finish it. There's not much left to cover really. All resolution, so it's definitely within reason. No naps this week though.
October 6, 2011
My Book
First and foremost, I should probably mention I'm a writer. I love to write. I love the challenge of it, the feeling, everything. I just wish I could do it for a living because it's such an amazing feeling to sit down and hash out some new ideas, but you know, it might not be practical. I'm in the process of writing my "first" book. There have been other attempts, but this is the first one where I said hey, I'm gonna do this. And I have.
Letters to Mom is almost finished. In a nutshell, it covers the status of LGBT issues as they are in 2010-2012. I don't want to sound too egotistic, but I do hope that in 50-100 years, people will look back and say, "Wow. I'm so glad we made things better for such an amazing and diverse group of our society." So yeah. I have my first two chapters up so far, just to give people a taste of what Letters to Mom is all about.
Letters to Mom is almost finished. In a nutshell, it covers the status of LGBT issues as they are in 2010-2012. I don't want to sound too egotistic, but I do hope that in 50-100 years, people will look back and say, "Wow. I'm so glad we made things better for such an amazing and diverse group of our society." So yeah. I have my first two chapters up so far, just to give people a taste of what Letters to Mom is all about.
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