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I pretty much write 24/7! I'm either writing, read a Twilight book (reading is my second favorite hobbie), or on here! I use to write small, but now I write BIG! My first book was a little kid's story, like only 12 pages. (I wrote it in 3rd grade that is why it is sooooo small!) Then I took a break from writing the kind of bigger stories until 2 months ago, because my english teacher handed me back a comedy paper on aliens that I had turned in for a grade, and she said, " You have the ability to write"! And I was like... wow! Thank you!
Like a couple of weaks after that I started writing a book called Secrets. I'm still writing it now,and I'm on page 161. The book is about a vampire named Dani Webber, who meets another vampire, Zekeal White, and she falls in love with him. And one night she finds out that evil vampires are trying to kill her. They keep attacking Dani and Zekeal , until one morning Zekeal gets a phone call from one of the evil vampires saying that they were coming in four days, and she told him to prepare for the end, and hung up. Well, Zekeal thinks about it alone for a while, and then he desides to tell Dani that he is leaving so that he can attack them before they come to attack her. They both know that he will probably get killed doing so, but Zekeal takes the only option that would keep Dani safe.
(I'm writing a second one next!!!!!!!!!)
But as you can now tell, writing is my favorite hobbie!

I also love writing. Every night before I go to sleep, I have to continue one of my stories. The only problem is I quit on them easily. I get bored or discouraged...
I wish I had more perseverance, but oh well, I just write because it feels weird going to sleep without doing that first.
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I'm glad to see that there are so many of us writers out there! Writing is such a passion of mine, and its amazing how in tune I am nowadays when it comes to writing. For example, I've just written twenty pages of a rambling story idea I got stuck in my head.

I've also come up with another one, a historical novel about a young girl embroiled in the plot to get rid of Katharine of Aragon so that Anne Boleyn can take her place. I know its been done to death, especially now with everyone jumping on the Tudor bandwagon, but I'm a Tudor freak, and I've been meaning to add a Tudor story to my list.

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

Aww, yay, someone liked it! I'm excited now....

On the book "Killer" that I talked about 4 posts back, I had some thing stuck in my head from the book that I wrote that's in the middle of the book before I even started working on the project-I had to write it down on paper to satisfy myself-, and I can't stop thinking about this part in it, and I would like to show it to you. Here it is:

Fear had never been one of my strongest emotions, such as anger, joy, and pain had been, but finally expieriencing the feeling, it was the strongest emotion I'd ever felt. Seconds away from death, fear raced through out my body. When death stood so close to you that if you moved less than an inch, you could touch it, fear was the only thing possible to feel... For a normal person. I was not a normal person, for I was in love with my murderer. I felt the two strongest emetions to me, which were fear and love. When the one you've come to love was was the one killing you, you couldn't run... nor could you stay. If you stayed then you would surely die, but if you ran, then you would be running from the one you loved. Which was worse? Facing death, and dieing there, or escaping death- running from the one -and dieing on the inside. Instead of thinking what I would want, I thought of what he would want. He would want me to stay. So I closed my eyes, and waited for the end to come.
But before it did, I whispered my last words, "I love you. I'm sorry." And a tear slowly rolled down my cheek.



Post and tell me if you like it. Give it a one ot ten rating, and tell me what's good, and what's bad. Thank you for reading it!

Okay here's something for you all to read - I haven't finished it yet, and it's still a draft. I hope you like it!

It is the future. Three hundred and sixty five years into the future, to be exact. The world we live in has changed – the world I live in has changed.
I can’t remember what happened exactly, but I can tell you what I do know. It is impossible to tell you what did happen – not even Paul knows the full details, and he knows everything. That’s why he’s our leader.
Basically, it happened like this. About half a century ago, somebody decided they had had enough. They watched a bit too much Dark Angel, read one too many science magazines, became a little power hungry and bam! They took over.
Everything changed – the whole caboodle. We were now the New Republic of England. We were controlled by a secret government; nickname ‘Invisibles.’ Nobody saw them, nobody heard them. But they were there, controlling everything we did, our every move.
What we did see, however, were the Eyes.
And that’s where I come in.
Now, don’t ask me anything from before. I don’t remember anything from before.
This is what I do remember - my very first memory.
Imagine a line of ten, twenty people. All sixteen years of age, male and female. All dressed in black. This is what we were told:
‘You are an Automatic Killing device. You’re silent killers; the world’s most deadliest weapon. You have one mission, one purpose in life.
‘That mission is to protect the New England Republic. Your life is our country’s life. The New England Republic is the heart – you are its beat.’
Pretty scary, right, being told that you are the one who has to take care of the country.

There you are, the start of Heartless!

i love writting. its my eveything. i have been writting since i was a little girl and i am always comging up with stories of random things in my head. i write poems. and stories and i finish them they just take a while. but i am working on a book that im writting hoping to get published.

so everybody here likes to write?? i love to write, its my #1 passion in life and id like to think sometimes that im good at it, but who knows. Kat is my only friend on here, and I saw that she posted some stuff on here, so im posting a reply on here too.

MyMidnightSun wrote:Okay here's something for you all to read - I haven't finished it yet, and it's still a draft. I hope you like it!

It is the future. Three hundred and sixty five years into the future, to be exact. The world we live in has changed – the world I live in has changed.
I can’t remember what happened exactly, but I can tell you what I do know. It is impossible to tell you what did happen – not even Paul knows the full details, and he knows everything. That’s why he’s our leader.
Basically, it happened like this. About half a century ago, somebody decided they had had enough. They watched a bit too much Dark Angel, read one too many science magazines, became a little power hungry and bam! They took over.
Everything changed – the whole caboodle. We were now the New Republic of England. We were controlled by a secret government; nickname ‘Invisibles.’ Nobody saw them, nobody heard them. But they were there, controlling everything we did, our every move.
What we did see, however, were the Eyes.
And that’s where I come in.
Now, don’t ask me anything from before. I don’t remember anything from before.
This is what I do remember - my very first memory.
Imagine a line of ten, twenty people. All sixteen years of age, male and female. All dressed in black. This is what we were told:
‘You are an Automatic Killing device. You’re silent killers; the world’s most deadliest weapon. You have one mission, one purpose in life.
‘That mission is to protect the New England Republic. Your life is our country’s life. The New England Republic is the heart – you are its beat.’
Pretty scary, right, being told that you are the one who has to take care of the country.

There you are, the start of Heartless!

Oh wow. I love it. Sounds really interesting.

Thank you!

No problem.

brunette_albino wrote:On the book "Killer" that I talked about 4 posts back, I had some thing stuck in my head from the book that I wrote that's in the middle of the book before I even started working on the project-I had to write it down on paper to satisfy myself-, and I can't stop thinking about this part in it, and I would like to show it to you. Here it is:

Fear had never been one of my strongest emotions, such as anger, joy, and pain had been, but finally expieriencing the feeling, it was the strongest emotion I'd ever felt. Seconds away from death, fear raced through out my body. When death stood so close to you that if you moved less than an inch, you could touch it, fear was the only thing possible to feel... For a normal person. I was not a normal person, for I was in love with my murderer. I felt the two strongest emetions to me, which were fear and love. When the one you've come to love was was the one killing you, you couldn't run... nor could you stay. If you stayed then you would surely die, but if you ran, then you would be running from the one you loved. Which was worse? Facing death, and dieing there, or escaping death- running from the one -and dieing on the inside. Instead of thinking what I would want, I thought of what he would want. He would want me to stay. So I closed my eyes, and waited for the end to come.
But before it did, I whispered my last words, "I love you. I'm sorry." And a tear slowly rolled down my cheek.



Post and tell me if you like it. Give it a one ot ten rating, and tell me what's good, and what's bad. Thank you for reading it!

That's awesome (:

MyMidnightSun wrote:Okay here's something for you all to read - I haven't finished it yet, and it's still a draft. I hope you like it!

It is the future. Three hundred and sixty five years into the future, to be exact. The world we live in has changed – the world I live in has changed.
I can’t remember what happened exactly, but I can tell you what I do know. It is impossible to tell you what did happen – not even Paul knows the full details, and he knows everything. That’s why he’s our leader.
Basically, it happened like this. About half a century ago, somebody decided they had had enough. They watched a bit too much Dark Angel, read one too many science magazines, became a little power hungry and bam! They took over.
Everything changed – the whole caboodle. We were now the New Republic of England. We were controlled by a secret government; nickname ‘Invisibles.’ Nobody saw them, nobody heard them. But they were there, controlling everything we did, our every move.
What we did see, however, were the Eyes.
And that’s where I come in.
Now, don’t ask me anything from before. I don’t remember anything from before.
This is what I do remember - my very first memory.
Imagine a line of ten, twenty people. All sixteen years of age, male and female. All dressed in black. This is what we were told:
‘You are an Automatic Killing device. You’re silent killers; the world’s most deadliest weapon. You have one mission, one purpose in life.
‘That mission is to protect the New England Republic. Your life is our country’s life. The New England Republic is the heart – you are its beat.’
Pretty scary, right, being told that you are the one who has to take care of the country.

There you are, the start of Heartless!

That sounds really good. I want to know more !

I also love writing. When writing I zone out of life and that's all I can think about - the story I'm writing. Although I've always had the problem of not finishing stories.
But, I started writing a story a few months back, must've been around January time after a little wierd thought I had whilst sitting around bored and trying to do my English coursework. I had to write it down and it just trailed off into some wierd world. I'm so determined not to let this one slip. xD
I think writing and reading are like an escape from any normality and real life. It's great

I totally agree with you. I think my life would be in shambles if I didn't have books and my writing - it keeps me true to the person I am. To me, writing is like oxygen. I need it to live. I'm always itching to get a pen and a sheet of paper and just write, no matter what it is. That's my problem, actually. I write too much on loose paper - my mum gets cross cos she doesn't know what to throw out and she knows she's not allowed to read it but she has to to find out what it is...lol

Thanks for your comments Fatality - it means a lot! I may post some more up in the future!