Thursday, June 24, 2010

Writing

So i'm working on this book and I wanna run it by you guys it's called Hollywood Lights its about a girl who goes and stays the summer with her very famous aunt her and her aunt are very close. Well she starts hanging out with her cousins very cute very available co-star and they start going out, but will she be able to with stand the pressure?
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  1. Kali VinkleJune 24, 2010 at 5:58 PM

    Sounds cool! where's your inspiration from?

    You know your poll is closed. you have to activate/open it so that people can vote on it.

    HAHA horsie is sticking his tongue out at you when you enter your blog!

    BTW, were the slide show pics just random?

    ☺KALIVINKLE☺

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  2. Kali VinkleJune 24, 2010 at 6:00 PM

    HAHA COOKIE MONSTA!!!!....spoon...

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  3. Chase RettopJune 24, 2010 at 7:26 PM

    you go by Alice? i thought you were March Hare from Alice..? memba?? I was Mad Hatter, you were March Hare, Kali {FINALLY} decided to be Alice, Naty was the White Queen -racist-, and Olive was Malli Humpkin!!

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  4. Chase RettopJune 24, 2010 at 7:27 PM

    if you so wish, i am a writer as well, and I would be more than happy to help you if needed.? the story sounds very interesting, and the story i've been working on is about the same lines as that.

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  5. Chase RettopJune 24, 2010 at 7:34 PM

    JAMES' EARS CLOGGED WITH THE sounds of screams, and fire roaring, licking up anything in its path. The smell of burning flesh and drying blood scattered through the village. The only thing he could see above the smog was a rearing black horse, with a rider clad in metallic chain-mail waving a flail at a family of villagers. Among the ones being tortured was James' mother. Her thick curly brown hair tossed around in the wind as fire struck the grass beneath her feet. Her screams were the loudest to James, but he couldn't run to save her as badly as he wanted to. He couldn't move, and he didn't understand why. She cursed the soldiers as one rode up behind her on a dapple-gray stallion. Things slowed to pass seconds as minutes, and James saw everything more clearly than he wanted to. The last thing he remembered seeing before screaming so hard that he plunged into blackness, was the tip of the sword the soldier swung ripping through his mother's chest. Then, the world went to a hue of charcoal, and the noises stopped suddenly.

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  6. Chase RettopJune 24, 2010 at 7:36 PM

    the previous comment of mine above is the beginning of one of the many stories im composing <--funny word. So, i was wondering if it was any good. Maybe confusing? Too much? Too little information about the scene given? Too detailed? Or is it ok? Constructive criticism, please :)

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  7. Kali VinkleJune 24, 2010 at 8:02 PM

    That was AWESOME Chase Tophat!!!!!!!!!!! Quite graphic though. What is a flail? I loved that so much, but the only thing i might change is licking (sounds like too gentle a word for destrustion) and clogged (it reminds me of ears clogging with water) and scatter 9smells aren't typically described as scattering), but that was great! Very descriptive, keep writing!

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  8. The March HareJune 24, 2010 at 9:09 PM

    I love you guys. I mean Alice from twilight silly! Good story very captive!!=)

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