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EdwardLove wrote:Could you both just do seperate ones?

well we're working together, you see

it's fine now, we came up with a compromise. I trust her judgement ultimately though because she's written a few independent films, and I havent I'm new to this

anyway, it's a World War I love story, nothing like Atonement or anything like that..

I use to write a lot when I was younger, but then HOMEWORK came into my life and I didn't get much oppertunity to write.

Now that I've sorta got some extra time on my hands, maybe I'll start writing again.

I have actually started on a story a while ago. But couldn't go back to it due to the masses of assignments to get done for college.
Now that I don't have that much left I may get back to it.

But I also have another idea for a series of books based on urban legends. I've looked at some and have found some that could make a good story if little tweaks are made.

Edward'sAngel wrote:

EdwardLove wrote:Could you both just do seperate ones?

well we're working together, you see

it's fine now, we came up with a compromise. I trust her judgement ultimately though because she's written a few independent films, and I havent I'm new to this

anyway, it's a World War I love story, nothing like Atonement or anything like that..

Awww.. that sounds sweet. I've kind of written a war love story before. It was a short story though for school. I liked the way it turned out.

Well.. good luck with that. Glad you've sorted it out.

I've always wanted to write...I did comics for a while when I was 11-13 for animal crossing, zelda, and my own made up cat story (which I never finished, cause I ran out of ideas and it became dull)

I've written a couple poems, short story kind of things like pointless animal crossing fanfic when I was younger, and I've always wanted to come up with something better. Now, I've been reading nonstop, and its easier to get inspired now observing different writer's styles and things like that, and words used, and its easier to put stuff together that sounds good.

I have a real book idea now that I'm working on, and then its like I'm getting ideas all at once now. After that project, whether or not it works out, I have another book idea. So, if I ever become an author which would be fun, I'm getting loads of ideas out of nowhere I never got before. So I'm excited now.

My sister likes writing too. And she's only 11, but makes wonderful poems, and she makes short stories all the time.

EdwardLove wrote:

Edward'sAngel wrote:

EdwardLove wrote:Could you both just do seperate ones?

well we're working together, you see

it's fine now, we came up with a compromise. I trust her judgement ultimately though because she's written a few independent films, and I havent I'm new to this

anyway, it's a World War I love story, nothing like Atonement or anything like that..

Awww.. that sounds sweet. I've kind of written a war love story before. It was a short story though for school. I liked the way it turned out.

Well.. good luck with that. Glad you've sorted it out.

thanks sweetie! I'm having a good time with it

Can I get you guys to read something for me? It's just this one part - if you want more explaining feel free to PM me.

'And as much as I hate you, as much as every bone in my body yearns for you to be lying dead on that ground, I love you.

I have to love you, you stole my heart.

And I stole yours - we are made for each other, a strength to the other's weakness.

I cannot stop help loving you - it is a fact of life. And I will love you.

All you have to do is take that one step.'

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Say you saw just that excerpt, on the back of a blank book with no cover or anything, and you read that back part.

What would oyu think? Would you want to look inside and read the story in it?

What are your first thoughts, what comes to mind when reading the excerpt?

That would definitely make me want to read it!! For sure. I want to read it now. haha. Really good.

I like it too, it sounds great!!

I am a writer. I currently am on Chp 13 of one of my stories and Chp 3 of book 1 of a 10 book series.

I love english too and I'm planning on majoring in it. I plan to be a techer and a part time writer on the side.

I have a website were I've put all my stories on if anyone's interested I can link it.

MyMidnightSun, I love your first sentence; I got slight chills reading that...

I was too lazy to read all 12 pages, so I'm just gonna shoot in the dark for right now:
I love writing. Mediator Fanfiction is the name of my game, [8)] But, I haven't finished a single story. Sure, I've done plenty of one shots, but never a full story. I've wanted to do a Harry Potter or Twilight fanfiction, but I get scared because I don't want to screw up any the characters, nor do I feel like my ideas are creative enough to captivate an audience.
I have gotten some good reviews on stuff, though.


Here is something that I just finished writing; it was something that I needed to get off my chest, you know? Please, note that it is the "emo" side of me speaking, though, lol. The words in bold are thoughts in my head, the normal text are my responses, and the spaces in between are brief silences, or breaks...
Comment if you read...?

This is My "New Moon"
Rain.
Have you ever seen anything so beautiful?
Never has a single drop of rain splattered across my window been placed so high on my scale of Beauty.
Haven’t you seen anything so beautiful?
Recently, I have not seen anything worth looking at, let alone anything to enjoy ebulliently; this world is so ugly.
How is it ugly?
The economy that was less than perfect to begin with is losing its stature, gas prices are rising and never wavering…Robberies downtown, murders across the nation…jobs are of scarcity, teens literally losing their minds, school and health systems are utterly screwed, imagination forgone...sex valued higher than morals, music corrupting our thoughts…neighbor-countries involved in drug wars, the war in the middle-east…
When is it enough?
It will never be enough.
How do you know?
Money speaks it as it is the root of all evil.
I’m seventeen years old, and I have already grown tired of money.
Paying for my insurance bill, cell phone bill, hair appointments…dance things, thespian induction bill … birthday gifts, gas…
Fourteen to sixteen hours a week isn’t enough.
Why not ask for more?
Of course, I have thought of that, too. But when your co-works’ hours are getting cut, and you proceed to keep yours, you don’t ask questions. You just don’t.

It draws the life out of you, if it’s something you don’t like to do. But it’s a job, I say; thank God that I have one.

Who are you?
I’m drawing a blank; I used to know, or at least have a better idea.
I used to be happy for no apparent reason. I used to do things with purpose, and I was sure of myself, no matter how young I was. I went after things that I wanted and did these things proudly and wholeheartedly. I never failed to complete an assignment for fear of losing a percentage. I was afraid of nothing. I was a dreamer.
I know who I was. I’m clueless as to who I am now.
But, I know who I’m not.
I do not make use of drugs or alcohol. Though, there are a few addictions I need to shake. I am a procrastinator.
I am not such a callous person to ignore someone in need if I can help them.
I am not a trouble-maker; P stands for Peace which can easily be translated into Pisces.
I am forgetful and sometimes without common sense, but I am not so dense as to put myself down in mental strength or acquired intelligence.

However, I am left empty; a shell in need of cracking.
Why?
Don’t ask me why.
Who better to know?
No one but I.
Precisely. Then why?
I don’t know.
Don’t you care?
Yes, of course.
But, I’ve been this way for a while now.
I often look to church for answers, but my questions are left devoid of responses, serving only to mount on one another. I feel like a perpetrator; a fake in the eyes of God.
I don’t try anymore. I still pray hard and how, but they feel like vacant requests.
Lord, please deliver me from this disposition, is a favorite prayer of mine.
Don’t you know that the Lord understands your heart as he has made it?
Yes.
That you are loved?
Yes. And so is everyone else in the world.
So, why do you fret?
Everything on this earth is either pro Religion, or Sin; the historic spiritual battle between God and Lucifer.
Don’t you know this already?
I do. However, it has just begun to make sense to me; the battle is far from over.
Haven’t you heard? The battle is already won.
Yes, I’ve heard that, too.
Are you with doubt?
Yes, though, very little.

What else do you ask Him for?
What everyone else who prays for…their wants.
What do you want?
I want many things.
But, what do you want the most?
I want longer hair.
I want perfect teeth.
I want less chest and more torso.
I want to be fun and lively.
I want to spend days inside Barns and Noble.
I want to be Jane.
I want to care.
I want the pages that I read to become a reality.
I want to fly - no wings attached – above sun-filled, white clouds against a breathtaking baby-blue sky.
I want a passion so strong that it hurts.
I want a family bond so strong even death will be thwarted.
I want to meet my husband for the first time.
I want an everlasting, loving, and faithful relationship with my husband.
I want a beautiful, headstrong, compassionate son that will succeed in everything that he does.
I want a lovely, intelligent, independent daughter who will succeed in everything that she does.

I want to die happy with no regrets in life.
I want to be the change that I wish to see in the world.
I want great and many things.

You have a lot of wants.
I have told you this.
Yes, you have.

What is this?
This is a conversation that I have had many a times with myself in dreams, both day and night, in an attempt to relieve my thoughts and feelings respectively. I am pleased to report that it is doing wonders.
I am glad.
As you should be.

What is this?I have already told you. This is a conversation that I have had many –
Yes, I gathered as much the first time. But, what is this?
I’m not sure what you mean.
Are you not wallowing in depression?
Depression?
Yes, depression.
I am not depressed.
Then I will ask again; what is this?

This is my “New Moon”.

Sorry, it's a bit long...

remember how i told you guys i submitted my short story for a competiton in april?

i got a phone call today from a guy telling me i won and my stroy was chosen! =D ... i was in the mall with my freinds and i kinda did a 'happy dance' but it probably looked like i was having a heart attack. not going to lie i almost cried. lol.

but yea, i'm very happy. it's going to be published in a magazine in october. =)

Oh wow! Congratulations! That is awesome!! Which magazine will it be in?

Doree, your writing is amazing. I love what you wrote.

DazzleMe wrote:remember how i told you guys i submitted my short story for a competiton in april?

i got a phone call today from a guy telling me i won and my stroy was chosen! =D ... i was in the mall with my freinds and i kinda did a 'happy dance' but it probably looked like i was having a heart attack. not going to lie i almost cried. lol.

but yea, i'm very happy. it's going to be published in a magazine in october. =)

Oh wow!! Congrats. That's amazing. Good job.

MyMidnightSun wrote:Oh wow! Congratulations! That is awesome!! Which magazine will it be in?

thank you very much! both of you!! lol

i don't think it's that well known, but it's called .... Young Voices.

Nope. Never heard of it. But i doubt it would be over here anyway.